Boul ma sene, boul ma guiss madi re nga fokni mane
  Khamouma li neka thi sama souf ak thi guinaw
  Beugouma kouma khol oaldine yaw li neka si yaw
  mo ne si man, li ne si mane moye dilene diapale
  Roughneck and rudeness,
  We should be using, on the ones who practice wicked charms
  
  For the sword and the stone
  Bad to the bone
  Battle is not over
  Even when it's won
  And when a child is born into this world
  It has no concept
  Of the tone the skin is living in
  
  It's not a second
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting
  It's not a second
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting X3
  J'assume les raisons qui nous poussent de changer tout,
  J'aimerais qu'on oublie leur couleur pour qu'ils esperent
  Beaucoup de sentiments de race qui font qu'ils desesperent
  Je veux les portes grandements ouvertes,
  Des amis pour parler de leur peine, de leur joie
  Pour qu'ils leur filent des infos qui ne divisent pas
  Changer
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting
  It's not a second
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting X3
  And when a child is born into this world
  It has no concept
  Of the tone the skin is living in
  And there's a million voices
  And there's a million voices
  To tell you what she should be thinking
  So you better sober up for just a second
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting
  It's not a second
  7 seconds away
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting
  It's not a second
  7 seconds away
  
  Just as long as I stay
  I'll be waiting
  Buffalo Stance
  Ladies and gentlemen I'd like to introduce the hi hat
  Go on, mmmm, that's good, now tamborine, right now
  mmmm, wooh, yeah, D.J.
  
  Who's that gigolo on the street
  With his hands in his pockets and his crocadile feet
  Hanging off the curb, looking all disturbed
  At the boys from home. They all came running
  They were making noise, manhandling toys
  That's the girls on the block with the nasty curls
  Wearing padded bras sucking beers through straws
  Dropping down their drawers, where did you get yours?
  Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
  Gigolo. Gigolo, Huh, sukka?
  
  Chorus1:
  Who's looking good today?
  Who's looking good in every way?
  No style rookie
  You better watch don't mess with me
  
  Chorus2:
  No moneyman can win my love
  It's sweetness that I'm thinking of.
  We always hang in a Buffalo Stance
  We do the dive every time we dance
  I'll give you love baby not romance
  I'll make a move nothing left to chance
  So don't you get fresh with me
  Get funky. Yeah Timmy.
  
  Tell it like it is. Check out this DJ.
  So you say you wanted money but you know it's never funny
  When your shoes worn through and there's a rumble in your tummy
  But you had to have style get a gold tooth smile
  Put a girl on the corner so you can make a pile
  Committed a crime and went inside
  It was coming your way but you had to survive
  When you lost your babe, you lost the race
  Now you're looking at me to take her place.
  
  Chorus1
  
  Smokin.' Not cokin.' Get funky sax.
  Looking good, hanging with the wild bunch.
  Looking good in a Buffalo Stance.
  Looking good when it comes to the crunch
  Looking good's a state of mind
  State of mind don't look behind you
  State of mind or you'll be dead
  State of mind may I remind you
  Bomb the Bass...rock this place!
  What is he like? What's he like anway?
  Yo' man what do you expect the guy's a gigolo man
  You know I mean?
  
  Chorus2 X 2
  
  Wind on my face, sound in my ears
  Water from my eyes, and you on my mind
  As I sink, diving down deep...deeper into your soul.
  
  Chorus2 to fade...