Yin Yang
Hamza Lyrics


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Wassup 'hek
Wassup Ponk's
Hih

Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah
Light dans le ciel, yeah, bitch, j'ai une Rolls Royce
Neuf dans le SR, shoot comme un cow-boy
Lean dans le cup, yeah, peace ou le gun, yeah
Hot comme le magma, he3ij sur la fatma
Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah

Pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, puis je bang
Jamais sans la blue cheese, jamais sans le gang
Appelle-moi John Wick ou bien John Wayne
Shki, shki, shki, shki, diamants sur ma chaîne, yeah
Taran-Taran-Taran-Taran-Taran-Tarantino, yeah
Sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, m'appelle Rico, yeah
Bigo, bigo, X niggas pleins de cocaine, yeah
Rien qu'je shoot ce motherfucker puis j'l'envoie vers le ciel
Puis je fuck sa bitch, surtout si ça vaut la peine
Prier pour ce motherfucker, ne vaut même plus la peine
Jamais, jamais, jamais, jamais, jamais sans le gang
Jamais j'aurais confiance en ces putains pleines de haine

Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah
Light dans le ciel, yeah, bitch, j'ai une Rolls Royce
Neuf dans le SR, shoot comme un cow-boy
Lean dans le cup, yeah, peace ou le gun, yeah
Hot comme le magma, he3ij sur la fatma
Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah

Ouin, ouin, ouin, yeah, bitch ne fait que s'plaindre, yeah
J'l'emmène dans mon hôtel, fuck et puis j'la peins, yeah
Noir est le teint, yeah, sur le boulevard, yeah
Nouveau Balmain, yeah, nouvelle Audemars, yeah
Appelle-moi Bat, appelle-moi Batman
Bitch, j'suis le capitaine, ganja jamaican
Gicle dans une parisienne, thicc comme une haïtienne
Appelle-moi cocaïne, dans le cul d'une péruvienne
Paix sur le block, yeah, paix sur maman, yeah
Paix sur le Glock, toc toc toc
Police devant la porte, yeah, damn, faut qu'je vlucht, yeah
Bitch, viens on vlucht, yeah

Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah
Light dans le ciel, yeah, bitch, j'ai une Rolls Royce
Neuf dans le SR, shoot comme un cow-boy
Lean dans le cup, yeah, peace ou le gun, yeah
Hot comme le magma, he3ij sur la fatma




Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah

Overall Meaning

In these lyrics, Hamza explores the dualities and contradictions of his life and persona. He starts off by mentioning "Yin" and "Yang," which represent opposing forces in Chinese philosophy. This suggests that his life is a balance between different aspects, both positive and negative. He refers to himself as the "king dans le binks" which means he is dominant in his surroundings, representing his confidence and authority. He also mentions that the "street est le slang," indicating that he is deeply connected to and influenced by the street culture.


Hamza continues to boast about his luxurious lifestyle, mentioning his Rolls Royce and his expensive jewelry. He also refers to himself as "John Wick" and "John Wayne," fictional characters known for their bravery and skill in combat. This shows his self-perception as a resilient and powerful figure. However, he also acknowledges the dark side of his life, mentioning the presence of drugs and violence. He admits that he is willing to engage in immoral behaviors if it is worth it, highlighting the complexity of his character.


In the third verse, Hamza takes a more confrontational approach. He addresses a complaining woman, suggesting that she constantly whines and criticizes. He then describes sexual encounters with women from different backgrounds, emphasizing his promiscuity. This reflects a hedonistic and carefree attitude, where he sees sex and pleasure as sources of dominance and satisfaction. Despite the provocative nature of these lines, it is important to note that they should be interpreted within the context of the song and its genre rather than being taken literally.


Overall, "Yin Yang" portrays Hamza as an individual who navigates between different aspects of his personality and the various elements of his environment. It presents a complex combination of confidence, material success, violence, and sexual prowess. The song provides insight into the contrasting perspectives and experiences that shape his identity as an artist.


Line by Line Meaning

Wassup 'hek
Greetings, my friend.


Wassup Ponk's
Greetings to you too, my friend.


Hih
Just a casual expression.


Yin ou le yang, yeah, king dans le binks, yeah
Balancing opposites, yes, I am the ruler in this area, yes.


Street est le slang, yeah, bitch, j'suis le man, yeah
The streets speak a certain language, yes, I am the one in charge, yes.


Light dans le ciel, yeah, bitch, j'ai une Rolls Royce
A shining light in the sky, yes, I possess a luxurious car.


Neuf dans le SR, shoot comme un cow-boy
New in the SR, shooting like a cowboy.


Lean dans le cup, yeah, peace ou le gun, yeah
Sipping lean in the cup, yes, choosing between peace or violence.


Hot comme le magma, he3ij sur la fatma
As hot as magma, spreading chaos.


Pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, pull-up, puis je bang
Arriving suddenly and forcefully to make an impact.


Jamais sans la blue cheese, jamais sans le gang
Never without the money, never without the crew.


Appelle-moi John Wick ou bien John Wayne
Call me John Wick or even John Wayne.


Shki, shki, shki, shki, diamants sur ma chaîne, yeah
The sound of diamonds shining on my chain, yes.


Taran-Taran-Taran-Taran-Taran-Tarantino, yeah
Like a scene from a Tarantino movie, yes.


Sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, sauce, m'appelle Rico, yeah
Dripping with style, they call me Rico, yes.


Bigo, bigo, X niggas pleins de cocaine, yeah
Big, big, X niggas full of cocaine, yes.


Rien qu'je shoot ce motherfucker puis j'l'envoie vers le ciel
I just shoot this motherfucker and send him to the sky.


Puis je fuck sa bitch, surtout si ça vaut la peine
Then I have sex with his girl, especially if it's worth it.


Prier pour ce motherfucker, ne vaut même plus la peine
Praying for this motherfucker is not even worth it anymore.


Jamais, jamais, jamais, jamais, jamais sans le gang
Never, never, never, never, never without the crew.


Jamais j'aurais confiance en ces putains pleines de haine
I would never trust these damn bitches full of hate.


Ouin, ouin, ouin, yeah, bitch ne fait que s'plaindre, yeah
Whine, whine, whine, yeah, this bitch keeps on complaining, yeah.


J'l'emmène dans mon hôtel, fuck et puis j'la peins, yeah
I take her to my hotel, fuck her, and then I disregard her, yeah.


Noir est le teint, yeah, sur le boulevard, yeah
Dark is my complexion, yeah, on the boulevard, yeah.


Nouveau Balmain, yeah, nouvelle Audemars, yeah
New Balmain clothes, yeah, new Audemars Piguet watch, yeah.


Appelle-moi Bat, appelle-moi Batman
Call me Bat, call me Batman.


Bitch, j'suis le capitaine, ganja jamaican
Bitch, I am the captain, Jamaican ganja.


Gicle dans une parisienne, thicc comme une haïtienne
Cumming inside a Parisian girl, thick like a Haitian girl.


Appelle-moi cocaïne, dans le cul d'une péruvienne
Call me cocaine, in the ass of a Peruvian girl.


Paix sur le block, yeah, paix sur maman, yeah
Peace on the block, yeah, peace on mom, yeah.


Paix sur le Glock, toc toc toc
Peace on the Glock, knock knock knock.


Police devant la porte, yeah, damn, faut qu'je vlucht, yeah
Police at the door, yeah, damn, I gotta run, yeah.


Bitch, viens on vlucht, yeah
Bitch, let's run away, yeah.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Hamza Al Farissi, Petar Paunkovic

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