L'impasse Feat Béné

Béné:
Go on, stop giving me a headache
What were you doing before, no money
We do what needs to be done
It's not you who feeds my mother
So leave me alone a bit

Kery James:
You're losing it, Béné

Béné:
I want cash

Kery James:
You want cash?

Béné:
Cash!
That's all that's real for me

Chorus Béné:
2x
Now I need money (money...)
Tell me what's the point of studying? (studying...)
Anyway, in France, we're screwed
I don't need their diplomas, I need cash...

Kery James:
You want to drop out of school? Béné?
You're losing it, you're messing around
Or You're going to end up like many, long since their smile,
Their future is gone, it's been 2 - 3 Generations doing the same things
Not in the same way, but we're screwing up for the same reasons
The same junkies tear their crap for the same doses
The halls change appearance but our brothers keep the same poses

Do you know what you're getting into, if you light the fuse little brother it's gonna explode
The same deals with the street containing the same clauses, they kill you if you talk too much
Breathe if you're claustrophobic, the street is suffocating, there are only sick people, it's the hospital
Paths with scoliosis, no one walks straight in the neurosis
Is that what you want, Béné? tell me is that what you're worth?
Is that your life? Béné, tell me is that what you're aiming for?

Chorus Béné:
2x
Now I need money (money...)
Tell me what's the point of studying? (studying...)
Anyway, in France, we're screwed
I don't need their diplomas, I need cash...

Kery James:
Hey if you drop out of school now, right now I can tell you
what's likely to happen to you Béné, you'll assemble a team
An old guy will advance you coke and weed,
For the drug trade you'll need a territory, as you're young and brave,
You'll get it with stabbings,
Then you'll take the place of guys who have been in place for too long
And who forget that time passes, but each has their time,
All our legends are dead or fallen, locked up or screwed
Because of too many stays in prison, too many stays in the psych ward,
When I rap the street, it's precise, it's in HD
From details to big with guts and big guns you'll make big money
From the cops to the narcs, victim of your rep everyone will have an eye on your fortune
You won't need anyone to advance you anything, you'll go down to Spain, What's up?
Now you're the one distributing, others wait in the shadows patiently for you to stumble

Béné:
Yeah, yeah, don't worry they can always wait for my fall
I'll always live up to my reputation
I'll be cunning, I'll trust no one except my associates, all social cases from J.C(Jacques Cartier)

Chorus Béné:
2x
Now I need money (money...)
Tell me what's the point of studying? (studying...)
Anyway, in France, we're screwed
I don't need their diplomas, I need cash...

Kery James:
Now that you're the one distributing, the stakes are no longer the same, nor the problems
Hard to climb without hurting anyone, without losing yourself, no one could do it
A guy will refuse to pay you, you'll want him to be the last to try, he'll shout all over Paris that you're a banana
To get your stash back, you'll have to beat him up, what nerve

I won't kill anyone for money, it's true I want money but I still have an education (of course)
I'm not crazy, I don't want to be pinned for life
but one thing is for sure I'm not a wimp

Hey, you'll think you have no choice, you'll do it, you'll do it, you'll kill him
What do you think? otherwise other guys will come to extort you
Your stash, your girls, and the loot you've set aside
You'll care too much about your reputation as a man of action, so you'll take action it takes a fraction of a second
Deadly will be the punishment for those who remain alive and envy your rise Your stock will rise, and even among the cops your file will change,
Listed in organized crime, you can imagine that the end will be sad
You'll get ratted out, on an anonymous phone call, stopped in your tracks
On a return from Spain you'll get picked up, charged, the worst part is that even your buddies will blame you
Search warrant, listen, no matter how much money you put in the lawyer, listen
You'll do ten full years, even primary, you'll serve your sentence even if you cry rivers
Only your mother will assist you, after a year or two, all your buddies will back off
Maybe only one will remain faithful to you, he's the one who will tell you that your girl is cheating on you
You'll lose it, stuck behind bars, get out after ten years, worn out
With a long list of scores to settle, but the guys on your team got shot
They got overtaken by ambitious young ones, brave like you
At the time even more vicious, Power closes in on you
What can you do besides going on a heist, but it will cost you dearly Because next time it's in twenty years, because now you have no qualifications,
You'll have pocketed too much money to accept working for minimum wage
You'll be caught in the spiral that will remind you of my words, you'll envy those who continued school
It will be too late, what's done is done, you'll regret the time when you told me...

4x
Now I need money
Tell me what's the point of studying?
Anyway, in France, we're screwed
I don't need their diplomas, I need cash...

What's the point of studying, it's to build a future
Smile, Hope to achieve what our parents couldn't have.

The dead end... We don't get out, our little brothers replace us
In the dead end...
It even snows on our schools,
Our singers don't do solfeggio