Letter to (the French) Republic by Kery James To all those racists with a hypocritical tolerance, Who built their nation on blood, Now setting themselves up as sermonizer, Wealth Looters, Africans' murderers, Colonizers, Algerians' torturers, This colonial past is yours, You are the ones who chose to tied your story to ours, Now you must take responsibility, The smell of blood is chasing you, even though you wear perfume, We, Arabs and Blacks, We are not here by accident, Each arrival has its own departure, You wanted immigration, Thanks to it, you stuff yourself to indigestion, I think France never did charity, Immigrants were only cheap labour, Keep to yourself your republican illusions, From the sweet France flouted by African immigrations, Ask the colonial infrantrymen and harkis who takes advantage of who, The republic is innocent only in your dreams, And you prove yourself not guilty only in your lies, We, Arabs and Blacks, We are not here by accident, Each arrival has! its own departure, But do you really think that with time niggas would mutate to become white? But human nature has swept away your plans, One cannot integrate into rejection, One cannot integrate into French ghetto, cooped up just with immigrants, you need to be coherent, How can you point out self-segregation, That you started since the slums in Nanterre, Pyromaniac and firemen, your memory is selective, We didn't come in peace; your history is aggressive, Here, we live better than over there, we ...
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