Okou Gnakouri, better known as Kaaris, is a French rapper from Sevran, Ile-… Read Full Bio ↴Okou Gnakouri, better known as Kaaris, is a French rapper from Sevran, Ile-de-France, born January 30, 1980 in Cocody, Abidjan, Ivory Coast.
Active in the rap scene since 1999, he knows a tumultuous journey before reaching celebrity in 2012 because of a featuring with the rapper Booba. His first album called Or Noir is released in 2013, after releasing two solo projects of smaller span.

Gun salute
Kaaris Lyrics

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La mort ou tchitchi
Gun Salute
Gun Salute

Oui j'ai la rue dans les gènes
On est loin du jardin d'Eden y a que des chiens et y a que des chiennes
T'es que de la chair fraîche pour les hyènes
Fuck la colombe j'fais du bal trap

Avant moi t'écoutais pas d'la trap
On packait la fumée du chanvre
Et je traverse le brouillard en Novembre
Plus rien à battre, quatre roues motrices
Pour tous les abattre j'apprends la notice
Pierre philosophale, il pleut des thunes
Comme si les étoiles tombaient une par une
Si t'es mon reuf je donne de la force
J'lui dis que c'est fini mais elle force
En feu de détresse je parle en morse
Je suis noir comme sur le drapeau corse

Gun Salute
J'suis tellement isolé
Je n'ai que mon pistolet
Bitch tes larmes peuvent ruisseler y a qu'pour mama qu'j'peux m'immoler
On est comme emprisonnés
Fumer et picoler
Des balles pour accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir
J'suis tellement isolé
Je n'ai que mon pistolet
J'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou la H, j'vais les faire frisonner
On est comme emprisonnés
Fumer et picoler
Des balles comme accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir

L'Orphée est belle
J'monte dans le SL comme si j'montais sur la tour de Babel
Plein d'kérosène dans les ailes
J'voulais faire ça sans témoins
Mais j'ai sept milliards de voisins
Tu mets des coms sur le net, j'ai plus de voitures que tu n'as de baskets
Si j'veux j'l'achète, j'passe comme quand y a un trou dans la raquette
J'arrive à voir derrière ce que tu penses
Comme quand y a un trou dans ta tête
Même boycotté j'les ai pliés
J'suis l'attaquant et les deux ailiers
On m'a dis t'es foutu, t'es dans pain
Mais j'serais debout jusqu'au clap de fin

Gun Salute
J'suis tellement isolé
Je n'ai que mon pistolet
Bitch tes larmes peuvent ruisseler y a qu'pour mama qu'j'peux m'immoler
On est comme emprisonnés
Fumer et picoler
Des balles pour accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir
J'suis tellement isolé
Je n'ai que mon pistolet
J'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou la H, j'vais les faire frisonner
On est comme emprisonnés
Fumer et picoler
Des balles comme accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir

Gun Salute
Gun Salute

Kaaris
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Overall Meaning

In Kaaris's song "Gun Salute," the lyrics express a sense of isolation and the harsh realities of the streets. Kaaris starts by saying that he embodies the streets, which are far from paradise and filled with danger. He refers to others as prey for hyenas, disregarding the peace symbol and instead embracing "bal trap," a style of rap music. He emphasizes his influence and impact, mentioning that before him, trap music wasn't being listened to. He also mentions his involvement in the drug trade, referring to packing hemp smoke and navigating through the mist of November. Kaaris asserts his dominance and fearlessness, comparing himself to a four-wheel-drive vehicle ready to take down anyone who crosses his path. He talks about the power he possesses, with money falling like stars and his willingness to give strength to his friends, even though he says it's over between him and a woman.

The chorus, "Gun Salute," signifies the use of firearms to pay respect, indicating that violence is their way of communication in a world where they feel trapped. Kaaris says he is so isolated that he only has his gun as a companion. He mentions that tears from others don't affect him except for those shed by his mother, indicating his only vulnerability. They feel imprisoned, seeking solace in drugs and alcohol. The line "Juste une rafale pour dire au revoir" translates to "Just a burst to say goodbye," symbolizing their willingness to use violence to escape their circumstances.

In the second verse, Kaaris refers to himself as "L'Orphée," a mythical figure known as the master of the lyre. He uses this metaphor to describe his entrance into his luxury car, comparing it to ascending the Tower of Babel. He mentions having kerosene in his wings, signifying his readiness to fly high. While he initially wanted to do things without witnesses, he realizes he has seven billion neighbors in the world. He highlights his wealth and power, boasting about owning more cars than someone has shoes. He can buy whatever he wants and maneuver through challenges effortlessly. He also claims to have the ability to read people's thoughts and overcome obstacles. Even when faced with boycotts and criticism, he remains undefeated and compares his position to that of a striker and two wingers in soccer. He concludes by stating that people may think he's finished, but he will stand tall until the final clap.

Overall, the lyrics of "Gun Salute" reflect a sense of isolation, street life, dominance, and the use of violence as a means of survival in a harsh environment.

Line by Line Meaning

La mort ou tchitchi
Death or tchitchi (slang term for luxury).

Oui j'ai la rue dans les gènes
Yes, I have the street in my genes.

On est loin du jardin d'Eden y a que des chiens et y a que des chiennes
We are far from the Garden of Eden, there are only dogs and bitches.

T'es que de la chair fraîche pour les hyènes
You are just fresh meat for the hyenas.

Fuck la colombe j'fais du bal trap
Fuck the dove, I do trap music.

Avant moi t'écoutais pas d'la trap
Before me, you didn't listen to trap.

On packait la fumée du chanvre
We used to pack the smoke of hemp.

Et je traverse le brouillard en Novembre
And I walk through the fog in November.

Plus rien à battre, quatre roues motrices
No more fucks given, four-wheel drive vehicles.

Pour tous les abattre j'apprends la notice
To kill them all, I learn the manual.

Pierre philosophale, il pleut des thunes
Philosopher's stone, it's raining money.

Comme si les étoiles tombaient une par une
As if the stars were falling one by one.

Si t'es mon reuf je donne de la force
If you're my brother, I give you strength.

J'lui dis que c'est fini mais elle force
I tell her it's over, but she insists.

En feu de détresse je parle en morse
In distress, I speak in Morse code.

Je suis noir comme sur le drapeau corse
I am as black as on the Corsican flag.

J'suis tellement isolé
I am so isolated.

Je n'ai que mon pistolet
I only have my pistol.

Bitch tes larmes peuvent ruisseler y a qu'pour mama qu'j'peux m'immoler
Bitch, your tears can flow, only for mama can I sacrifice myself.

On est comme emprisonnés
We are like prisoners.

Fumer et picoler
Smoke and drink.

Des balles pour accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir
Bullets as accessories, just a burst to say goodbye.

J'monte dans le SL comme si j'montais sur la tour de Babel
I get into the SL as if I'm climbing the Tower of Babel.

Plein d'kérosène dans les ailes
Full of kerosene in the wings.

J'voulais faire ça sans témoins
I wanted to do it without witnesses.

Mais j'ai sept milliards de voisins
But I have seven billion neighbors.

Tu mets des coms sur le net, j'ai plus de voitures que tu n'as de baskets
You leave comments on the internet, I have more cars than you have sneakers.

Si j'veux j'l'achète, j'passe comme quand y a un trou dans la raquette
If I want it, I buy it, I pass like when there's a hole in the racket.

J'arrive à voir derrière ce que tu penses
I can see behind what you think.

Comme quand y a un trou dans ta tête
Like when there's a hole in your head.

Même boycotté j'les ai pliés
Even boycotted, I folded them.

J'suis l'attaquant et les deux ailiers
I am the forward and the two wingers.

On m'a dis t'es foutu, t'es dans pain
They told me you're fucked, you're in pain.

Mais j'serais debout jusqu'au clap de fin
But I'll be standing until the final clap.

J'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou, j'pécou la H, j'vais les faire frisonner
I flick, I flick, I flick, I flick the H, I'm going to make them shiver.

Des balles comme accessoires, juste une rafale pour dire au revoir
Bullets as accessories, just a burst to say goodbye.

Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Alexandre Yim, Gnakouri Okou, Loic Honorine, Saad Boujrida

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