Interlude : Musique Française
Soprano Lyrics


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(le présentateur parle)

Oui j'ai le faux révolver
Oui j'ai la rime qui tu
J'ai râpé le premier
J'tai touché t'es foutu x2

(le présentateur parle)

Dans les caves de mon bloc
Y'a des gamins qui vendent
De la drogue aux bourgeois
Sous le nez des gendarmes

Dans les caves de mon bloc
Y'a des darrons qui prie
Sur des tapis pourris
L'ablution à l'eau froide

Dans les caves de mon bloc
Y'a des darrones qui montent
Des sachets de courses
Mais sans accenseurs

Dans les caves de mon bloc
J'passe mes nuits a raper
Ma jeunesse bousillé
Par l'echec scolaire

Dans les caves de mon blocX3





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(le présentateur parle)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Soprano's song Interlude: Musique Française are spoken by a presenter or emcee, and describe a gritty and disturbing reality in the singer's neighborhood. The first verse talks about the presenter's "fake revolver" and his powerful rhymes that can defeat his opponents. He claims to have rapped first and touched his adversary, rendering them defeated. This is likely a reference to the competitive nature of rap battles and the importance of being the first to deliver a knockout punch.


The second verse describes the underground world of the presenter's block. Gritty and grim, the caves in the block are a hub for illegal activity, with young kids selling drugs to wealthy people right under the noses of law enforcement. Meanwhile, older members of the community pray on shoddy mats with cold water, and older women struggle to climb stairs without elevators to bring groceries home. All the while, the presenter is spending his nights rapping in these very caves, lamenting how his youth has been ruined by his lack of success in school.


Overall, this song paints a bleak picture of urban life, where everyone is struggling just to get by and find their place in a harsh and unforgiving environment. Despite the bleakness of these lyrics, Soprano's style and flow is captivating, drawing the listener into the reality he describes.


Line by Line Meaning

Oui j'ai le faux révolver
Yes, I have the fake revolver


Oui j'ai la rime qui tu
Yes, I have the rhyme that kills


J'ai râpé le premier
I was the first to rap


J'tai touché t'es foutu x2
I've touched you, you're done for


Dans les caves de mon bloc
In the basements of my block


Y'a des gamins qui vendent
There are kids selling


De la drogue aux bourgeois
Drugs to the bourgeois


Sous le nez des gendarmes
Under the nose of the police


Y'a des darrons qui prie
There are parents praying


Sur des tapis pourris
On rotten carpets


L'ablution à l'eau froide
Performing ablutions with cold water


Y'a des darrones qui montent
There are mothers carrying


Des sachets de courses
Grocery bags


Mais sans accenseurs
But no elevators


J'passe mes nuits a raper
I spend my nights rapping


Ma jeunesse bousillé
My youth ruined


Par l'echec scolaire
By academic failure


Dans les caves de mon blocX3
In the basements of my block (x3)




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