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* 2002 : Block Party
* 2005 : Enfants De La Lune
* 2008 : Les Cités D'Or
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* 2004 : We Copy The Remix
* 2006 : Psychanalyse Avant L'Album
* 2007 : Puisqu'il Faut Vivre
* 2008 : Live au Dome de Marseille
* 2011 : Le Corbeau
* 2011 : La Colombe
C'est la vie
Soprano Lyrics
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C'est la génération qu'a le mépris
Drogue alcool, entend les cris
D'une mère qui pleure en voyant son fils criblé de balles, pas de répit
Faut de la caille pour tailler d'ici
Donne moi le coffre fais pas l'imbécile
Plus rien à perdre, j'ai connu la merde
Aujourd'hui le respect n'est plus
Braque son frère après avoir bu
Trois-quatre verres de vodka-redbull
En portant un pare balles sous le pull
Fuck la school, vive la street
Ça fume, ça boit, sous la pilule
Le loup aboie pour avoir ta thune
Touche du bois pour pas qu'il t'allume
Les parents désemparés
Les professeurs pris à coups de pied
Les jours de l'an avec les pompiers
Toutes les nuits en GAV
Les nerfs à vif, la coke dans le pif
Agressif pour un soutif' ou un peu de beef
Oh my god, que dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
(Eh oh, eh oh) que veux-tu que je dise à leurs mères?
(Eh oh, eh oh) aujourd'hui les jeunes n'ont plus rien à perdre
(Eh oh, eh oh) ils préfèrent mourir que perdre la guerre
(Eh oh, eh oh)
(Eh oh, eh oh)
The world don't stop
Keep my guns pop guy
In my hood we get beat up by the cops
C'est la vie
The blocks too hot
We tryna movies rock
Just another day, another body drops
C'est la vie
Ça va? Parlez vous français ce soir?
C'est cool
Behind it I pump it, à vous
I've been a G since '93 I pay deuces
When house threw me outta my place I make moves
Gimme the ice and the cake I can't choose
It's like a fat woman with weight I can't lose
Yeah it's holding square yeah it's hot
The Method Man, j'ai fumé et toi?
Yeah I don't speak much french I make french shoes
I love me some french toasts and hate french food
My resume been dope, my kinfolks too
Some of you smoke guns my guns smoke you
My frère, I'm hot my frère
If it's about gwap or G-spot I'm man
I'm letting my heat pop, it don't stop there
If it's you and me you ain't gotta prayer
That's life!
(Eh oh, eh oh) que veux-tu que je dise à leurs mères?
(Eh oh, eh oh) aujourd'hui les jeunes n'ont plus rien à perdre
(Eh oh, eh oh) ils préfèrent mourir que perdre la guerre
(Eh oh, eh oh)
(Eh oh, eh oh)
The world don't stop
Keep my guns pop guy
In my hood we get beat up by the cops
C'est la vie
The blocks too hot
We tryna movies rock
Just another day, another body drops
C'est la vie
Oh my god, oh my god, que Dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Oh my god, oh my god, que Dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Oh my god, oh my god, que Dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Oh my god, oh my god, que Dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's get it, get it
You know!
(Eh oh, eh oh) que veux-tu que je dise à leurs mères?
(Eh oh, eh oh) aujourd'hui les jeunes n'ont plus rien à perdre
(Eh oh, eh oh) ils préfèrent mourir que perdre la guerre
(Eh oh, eh oh)
(Eh oh, eh oh)
(?) That's life, wish I could make it twice
And on the second time I get it right (c'est la vie)
Why am I so ghetto (so ghetto)
So hood (so hood)
Method, Soprano (Method, Soprano)
What's good (what's good) huh?
Mec
We gon' get it in on some real life shit
Big up to Soprano, ya know how we do
Wu-Tang
Psy4Tra, Kamarade!
The lyrics of the song C'est La Vie by Soprano feat. Method Man deal with the harsh reality of life in the neighborhood, where young people have nothing to lose and turn to drugs and violence. The song talks about mothers crying over their children killed by gunshots, the constant threat from the police, and the daily struggle to survive in a dangerous environment. The lyrics reveal the feeling of hopelessness and resignation that prevails among those who live in poverty and are surrounded by violence.
Moreover, the song denounces the lack of respect among people, the preference for war and fighting over diplomacy and cooperation, and the decline of education and culture. It depicts a world where the streets are ruled by gangs, and the law of the jungle prevails. The song ultimately expresses the hope that God will keep the young brothers safe from harm and guide them towards a better future.
Overall, the lyrics of C'est La Vie describe a reality of social and economic deprivation, where young people feel trapped in a vicious cycle of violence and poverty, and the future looks bleak and uncertain.
Line by Line Meaning
(Kamarades) yeah
The group is saying 'hello'
C'est la génération qu'a le mépris
This generation is full of contempt
Drogue alcool, entend les cris
Drugs and alcohol are rampant, and the screams can be heard
D'une mère qui pleure en voyant son fils criblé de balles, pas de répit
A crying mother watches her son killed by bullets with no relief
Faut de la caille pour tailler d'ici
Money is necessary to survive here
Donne moi le coffre fais pas l'imbécile
Give me the trunk, don't act like a fool
Plus rien à perdre, j'ai connu la merde
I have nothing more to lose, I have experienced the worst
Voilà ce que te diront les p'tits
The kids will tell you the same thing
Aujourd'hui le respect n'est plus
Today, there is no respect left
Braque son frère après avoir bu
Rob your own brother after drinking
Trois-quatre verres de vodka-redbull
Three to four glasses of vodka-redbull
En portant un pare balles sous le pull
Wearing a bulletproof vest under the sweater
Fuck la school, vive la street
Screw school, long live the streets
Ça fume, ça boit, sous la pilule
They smoke, they drink, under the pill's influence
Le loup aboie pour avoir ta thune
The wolf barks to get your money
Touche du bois pour pas qu'il t'allume
Knock on wood so that he doesn't get you
Les parents désemparés
Parents are left feeling helpless
Les professeurs pris à coups de pied
Teachers are being kicked
Les jours de l'an avec les pompiers
New Year's Eve with the firefighters
Toutes les nuits en GAV
Every night in police custody
Les nerfs à vif, la coke dans le pif
On edge, sniffing cocaine
Agressif pour un soutif' ou un peu de beef
Aggressive over a bra or a little argument
Oh my god, que dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Oh my god, may God protect our little brothers who are coming
(Eh oh, eh oh) que veux-tu que je dise à leurs mères?
What would you like me to say to their mothers?
(Eh oh, eh oh) aujourd'hui les jeunes n'ont plus rien à perdre
Young people today have nothing more to lose
(Eh oh, eh oh) ils préfèrent mourir que perdre la guerre
They prefer to die than lose the war
(Eh oh, eh oh) The world don't stop
The world does not stop
Keep my guns pop guy
Keep my guns loaded, guy
In my hood we get beat up by the cops
In my neighborhood, we get beaten up by the police
C'est la vie
That's life
The blocks too hot
The neighborhood is too dangerous
We tryna movies rock
We are trying to be like movie stars
Just another day, another body drops
Just another day when someone gets killed
Ça va? Parlez vous français ce soir?
How's it going? Do you speak French tonight?
C'est cool
It's all good
Behind it I pump it, à vous
Behind it, I pump it, it's for you
I've been a G since '93 I pay deuces
I've been a gangster since 1993, I respect the code
When house threw me outta my place I make moves
When I got evicted, I made my own way
Gimme the ice and the cake I can't choose
Give me the diamonds and the money, I can't decide
It's like a fat woman with weight I can't lose
It's like trying to lose weight when you're a fat woman
Yeah it's holding square yeah it's hot
Yeah, it's holding square, yeah, it's hot
The Method Man, j'ai fumé et toi?
The Method Man, I smoked, and you?
Yeah I don't speak much french I make french shoes
Yeah, I don't speak much French, but I make French shoes
I love me some french toasts and hate french food
I love French toast, but I hate French food
My resume been dope, my kinfolks too
My experience has been great, and so are my family members
Some of you smoke guns my guns smoke you
You may smoke weed, but my guns are the ones shooting at you
My frère, I'm hot my frère
My brother, I'm hot, my brother
If it's about gwap or G-spot I'm man
If it's about money or the G-spot, I'm the man
I'm letting my heat pop, it don't stop there
I'm letting my pistol shoot, and it doesn't stop there
If it's you and me you ain't gotta prayer
If it's you and me, you don't have a chance
Oh my god, oh my god, que Dieu garde nos p'tits frères qui arrivent
Oh my god, oh my god, may God protect our little brothers who are coming
Uh, let's get it, get it
Uh, let's do it, let's do it
(?) That's life, wish I could make it twice
That's life, I wish I could do it twice
And on the second time I get it right (c'est la vie)
And on the second time, I get it right (that's life)
Why am I so ghetto (so ghetto)
Why am I so ghetto?
So hood (so hood)
So thuggy
Method, Soprano (Method, Soprano)
Method, Soprano
What's good (what's good) huh?
What's up, man? What's good?
Mec
Man
We gon' get it in on some real life shit
We're going to talk about some real-life stuff
Big up to Soprano, ya know how we do
Shout out to Soprano, you know how we do
Wu-Tang
Wu-Tang
Psy4Tra, Kamarade!
Psy4Tra, comrade!
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Stephan Buchenauer, Said M'Roumbaba, Clifford Smith
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
Versus
Tellement fort ce morceau même après toutes ses années 👏🏽
kADER LE dOZO
Une époque formidable
On avait du bon soprano d'un côté
Et de l'autre La fouine
Elle me manque cette époque 😥
Bonjour
Un des meilleurs son de sopra
olivier bez
Merci à soprano pour ce morceau avec method man que du lourd ça fait mal
mélissa biron
trop kiffant j'adore viva soprano :)
RAPH
C’est ce que j’aime dans la musique les textes de soprano
Bryan
Trop bon ce son
Thierry Biboum
Method Man putain D’MC! Troooop loin! TROP FORT!!
Brian JULIEN
Les 2 légende !!!!
Mickaël meth
Quel différence entre une légende du hip hop et le rappeur soprano