À mi-chemin - Hocus Pocus, Ben l'Oncle Soul, Akhenaton

À mi-chemin entre what you think you are

Et what you really are

J’suis entre les mots et les lignes, les notes et les signes

Les racines et la cime, l'écran tactile et la mine

Le sous-sol et le prime time

Ma campagne et Paris by night

Entre le vieux pour les jeunes et le jeune pour les vieux

Entre «Connard «et «Monsieur»

Entre vous et tu, entre tu et vous

La drapeau blanc et «Entretuez-vous «Le poinçonneur des Lilas et Rockin' Squat

J’suis juste là entre l’oreille gauche et l’oreille droite

Entre mon home studio et Universal

Un smoking et un T-shirt sale

Entre le pote et le boss, l’artiste et le fils

L’homme et l’ex-gosse, l’expert et le novice

L’introverti et le MC

Entre Sylvain et 20Syl

À mi-chemin entre what you think you are

Et what you really are

Me voici seul dans mon lab face à ma feuille blanche

Chute libre comme d’hab et les mots comme seules branches

Louvoie entre la paix et le gun

Entre les Hommes et Allah

Entre le nombre et le un

Alchimie couplée de taff et de fun

De graffs et de feuilles, de baffes et d'épreuves

Lassé du seum dans la bouche des ministres

Mon âme, entre espoir et futur sinistre

Si tu voyais ces colères dans mon cœur

Tu m’aimerais moins, peut-être, comprends

Je t’invite au trip dans mon turf, on annonce mon heure

Mais je crois qu’avant tu verras leur déroute au prompteur

Entre le discret, le clinquant, le brillant

Je suis comme à la rue, j’file pas la merde au client

La vie me l’a dit: «Chill, elle est collante !

«Surtout quand on pousse mal entre amour et morts violentes

Entre le père et le fils que je suis

Faire face aux tempêtes que j’essuie

En restant digne, accepter ses contrastes et ses rêves

Qu'à la faveur de la nuit, dans les étoiles on trace

À mi-chemin entre what you think you are

Et what you really are

J’suis entre l'être humain et les objets

Entre les sillons et les octets

Avant et après

Concret et abstrait, à mi-chemin entre

Entre triangle/rond/croix/carré

Et Pomme Z/ Pomme C/ Pomme V

Entre le réel et les pixels

Mon gabarit et mes sapes XL

Canette écarlate et thé à la menthe

Et merde !

Déjà entre trente et quarante

Un portrait entre deux toiles, un moi entre deux toi

Un choix entre deux cases, pourquoi?

À mi-chemin entre Kool Shen et Bruno

Gainsbourg et Lucien, Abdoulaye et Oxmo

AKH et Philippe, Shurik’n et Geoffroy

Ou juste entre 20Syl et moi

À mi-chemin entre what you think you are

Et what you really are

Halfway between what you think you are

And what you really are

I'm between words and lines, notes and signs

The roots and the top, the touchscreen and the mine

The basement and prime time

My campaign and Paris by night

Between old for young and young for old

Between “Asshole” and “Monsieur”

Between you and you, between you and you

The White Flag and "Kill Each Other" The Lilac Puncher and Rockin' Squat

I'm right there between the left ear and the right ear

Between my home studio and Universal

A tuxedo and a dirty T-shirt

Between buddy and boss, artist and son

The man and the ex-kid, the expert and the novice

The Introvert and the MC

Between Sylvain and 20Syl

Halfway between what you think you are

And what you really are

Here I am alone in my lab facing my white sheet

Free fall as usual and words as only branches

Weave between peace and gun

Between Men and Allah

Between number and one

Alchemy coupled with work and fun

Of graffiti and sheets, slaps and proofs

Tired of the seum in the mouths of ministers

My soul, between hope and a grim future

If you saw these angers in my heart

You would love me less, maybe, understand

I invite you to the trip in my turf, we announce my time

But I believe you'll see their rout at the prompter first

Between the discreet, the flashy, the shiny

I'm like on the street, I don't give shit to the client

Life told me, "Chill, she's sticky!"

"Especially when you grow badly between love and violent deaths

Between the father and the son that I am

To face the storms that I experience

Staying dignified, accepting its contrasts and dreams

That in favor of the night, in the stars we trace

Halfway between what you think you are

And what you really are

I'm between the human being and the objects

Between grooves and bytes

Before and after

Concrete and abstract, halfway between

Between triangle/round/cross/square

And Apple Z/ Apple C/ Apple V

Between reality and pixels

My size and my clothes XL

Scarlet can and mint tea

And damn it!

Already between thirty and forty

A portrait between two canvases, a me between two you

A choice between two boxes, why?

Halfway between Kool Shen and Bruno

Gainsbourg and Lucien, Abdoulaye and Oxmo

AKH and Philippe, Shurik'n and Geoffroy

Or just between 20Syl and me

Halfway between what you think you are

And what you really are