Gratuit

Un beat oublié, retrouvé par hasard sur un vieux disque dur avec mon fils. À l’époque, on cherchait une voix, un rappeur capable de lui donner corps — sans jamais vraiment trouver. Alors il est resté là, en suspens, mis de côté, traversant les années en silence.

Aujourd’hui, je lui ai enfin insufflé une voix. Une vie.

Paroles

hitched a ride just like any other day
I tried to lie but it's better this way
Simply hypocritical top of my game
Maybe minimal but I'm not so lame
So get your uncles and your mothers too
'Cause I'm the only one I don't come in two
It's a high dive when it's something you want
Saying why be super when you know you're smart (strings…)

Hit the curb, feel the pulse in the concrete veins Every echo got a name but it sound the same Little truths in the cracks where the daylight splits Big talk, small walk, yeah I catalogue it
I’m a ghost in the grid with a low-fi crown Turn a whisper to a wave when the bass drops down You can chase that shine, I’ll refine my lane Turn the doubt into drive, let it feed the flame

Say less, move sharp, let the silence speak Every flaw got a cost, every win got a leak No mask, no act, just a line in time If you feel that weight, then you feel that rhyme

Cross that line if you mean what you say No rewind, no clean getaway Low light, but the vision stays G minor nights in a boom bap haze
Step in sync with the kick and snare Truth hits hard, yeah it’s laid bare No twin, no clone, just a singular stare I don’t split myself just to get you there

Late night math with a head full of noise Every choice got a cost, never came with poise I was built from the breaks and the in-between Not a king, not a pawn, just a sharp routine
See the crowd move fast but they stand in place Same script, new skin, just a different face I don’t play that role, I rewrite the scene Keep it raw, keep it flawed, keep the edges seen

Strip it down to the bone, no gloss, no lie If it lives, it survives, if it dies, it dies Let the piano bleed, let the reverb cry Every note like a cut that you can’t deny

Cross that line, let it fracture clean No disguise in the in-between Dark tones but the mind stays keen Every bar like a loaded spring
Kick-snare talk in a measured flow Sub bass deep where the shadows go One voice, one path, let the pressure grow I don’t split for the crowd — let ‘em feel it though

Hitched a ride, now I’m steering the way No disguise, let it land, let it stay From the low end pulse to the words I lay I don’t double myself — I decay or I stay