Je veux pas faire le vieux con, mais purée le rap des années 90-2000 c'était quelque chose quand je voit Jul ou bien Julie où je sais pas qui mhd, pnl, sch, VIH et j'en passe ca me fout la gerbe.
Mais comment sa me manque !!!!! J'ai 40ans et pour moi il est très important de crier ÇA C'EST DU VRAI RAP..... RENDEZ NOUS MASTA DOUDOU !!!! BORDEL !!!!! MAN TES VÉRITABLEMENT VÉRITABLE EN DISANT LA VÉRITÉ..... REVIENS COMME ÇA !!!! NE CHANGE RIEN TU ES GRAND
Vitry sans Haine 94 quatre cent...... Rico BeatBox.... Lil Pi, et bien d'autres. Une pensée pour ceux qui ne sont plus.... Le bon son reste pour longtime !!!!!
English lyrics : Landed him at 9 with a head full of childhood dreams Lots of toys, lots of wishes, lots of good feelings Full of illusions, too many allusions, fuel immigration Full attention to this richer food A time of observation then of adaptation Then in the bath, thrown in the meanders of education Let's talk about National Education where we carry it around Because the Frenchman speaks badly or he understands badly Maybe it's okay to be disturbed When at home too it goes bad Seeing your parents hitting your face has become commonplace Taking care of your brothers and sisters is a real job For him it's not easy as the eldest of the family No right to spin, no right to be on a bad girl Not allowed to be on a siding He was oriented as a mechanic for the purpose of a CAP as baggage Normal that he has rage in his heart Doubt, fear, a lot of resentment The fear of not having been up to the task, a burden on the heart For parents who dream of having a doctor son When I tell this story, it speaks to you when I talk to you After all, we are all kids growing up A little one who becomes big is a big one who was small The story of my life or your life, it's just a kid growing up Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up Diplomas in hand, no job, CAF, normal with the times With just a CAP, it's on you no problem Nothing but slaps, laughs so téci, it arises between assos' They expose barje projects so that the larvae explode And as many young people taste everything, touch everything Scam, steal drugs, deal drunk, take the trite road Suburban thugs fuck it all Armed attack in high places Weapons, H, Cam trafficking Clever and thin blade known from Paris to Dan He will have celebrated Christmas at the post Taken of sacred roustes also offered to his brothers and sisters Many Lacoste take risks knowing he can blow himself up It must not be tebê, just time to weigh, place, impose Never rest, just jostle, rock Then accumulate in this little game many of his friends drowned He knows who plays loses wins in this kind of business To oblige that one day you pers, to oblige to be saved With just his memory ss dreams and his ticket Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up Landing in the corn is auch, plus the habit of heat The poor man sweats like a beauf, without tunes More than 10 years later, see the family again It's hard even if it's fun, smells, good memories For a time, to be happy even carefree Loving like a child, lucky he is aware of it This is where misfortune awaits at the turn It is there that in France, his father dies, from his cloud he must come back down Relatives need help, he must strengthen father African custom is the oldest of the brothers Go there with coal to rebuild, that's all that can do It goes or it breaks it's its motto and this time it broke For 6 years he was not born, could not come to the rescue of his mother Lost a love forever of this journey, he leaves airgri With 5 years more mature and more thinking Taffe for two years lands and gets married A child was born, the story of a life with few details Maybe your life, we're all alike thanks to the infinite Well he left us prematurely while sleeping That's also life, it's flesh and blood to the ashes We're all kids alive that the dead will take back Peace to his soul, my big brother still a child For us it's only a matter of time Since we're all kids growing up Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up.
@@marlostanfield9253 J'avais le projet de numériser des heures de programmes que j'ai enregistré à l'époque sur Zik et les mettre sur ma chaine. Va falloir que je m'y mette, ca peut intérésser.
English lyrics : Landed him at 9 with a head full of childhood dreams Lots of toys, lots of wishes, lots of good feelings Full of illusions, too many allusions, fuel immigration Full attention to this richer food A time of observation then of adaptation Then in the bath, thrown in the meanders of education Let's talk about National Education where we carry it around Because the Frenchman speaks badly or he understands badly Maybe it's okay to be disturbed When at home too it goes bad Seeing your parents hitting your face has become commonplace Taking care of your brothers and sisters is a real job For him it's not easy as the eldest of the family No right to spin, no right to be on a bad girl Not allowed to be on a siding He was oriented as a mechanic for the purpose of a CAP as baggage Normal that he has rage in his heart Doubt, fear, a lot of resentment The fear of not having been up to the task, a burden on the heart For parents who dream of having a doctor son When I tell this story, it speaks to you when I talk to you After all, we are all kids growing up A little one who becomes big is a big one who was small The story of my life or your life, it's just a kid growing up Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up Diplomas in hand, no job, CAF, normal with the times With just a CAP, it's on you no problem Nothing but slaps, laughs so téci, it arises between assos' They expose barje projects so that the larvae explode And as many young people taste everything, touch everything Scam, steal drugs, deal drunk, take the trite road Suburban thugs fuck it all Armed attack in high places Weapons, H, Cam trafficking Clever and thin blade known from Paris to Dan He will have celebrated Christmas at the post Taken of sacred roustes also offered to his brothers and sisters Many Lacoste take risks knowing he can blow himself up It must not be tebê, just time to weigh, place, impose Never rest, just jostle, rock Then accumulate in this little game many of his friends drowned He knows who plays loses wins in this kind of business To oblige that one day you pers, to oblige to be saved With just his memory ss dreams and his ticket Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up Landing in the corn is auch, plus the habit of heat The poor man sweats like a beauf, without tunes More than 10 years later, see the family again It's hard even if it's fun, smells, good memories For a time, to be happy even carefree Loving like a child, lucky he is aware of it This is where misfortune awaits at the turn It is there that in France, his father dies, from his cloud he must come back down Relatives need help, he must strengthen father African custom is the oldest of the brothers Go there with coal to rebuild, that's all that can do It goes or it breaks it's its motto and this time it broke For 6 years he was not born, could not come to the rescue of his mother Lost a love forever of this journey, he leaves airgri With 5 years more mature and more thinking Taffe for two years lands and gets married A child was born, the story of a life with few details Maybe your life, we're all alike thanks to the infinite Well he left us prematurely while sleeping That's also life, it's flesh and blood to the ashes We're all kids alive that the dead will take back Peace to his soul, my big brother still a child For us it's only a matter of time Since we're all kids growing up Joy, pain, years in succession Graduates, judgments until D-day time This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up.
est ce que y'a quelqu'un qui pourrait me dire le nom de la compilation de clips sur la qu'elle il était avec les clips de la psy', vinc, ttc et bien d'autres aux environ de 2003 2004. Merci
Quelle voix ... il avait pas besoin d autothune sa voix est unique ca me manque les bons sons de rap français
Slt attend de l'entendre en dolby surround au ciné dans le Chat Botté 2.....Incroyable BOGOTOP tjs au TOP! PEACE
@@undagroundvangerzmusicOu en doublage de Vin Diesel dans Babylon A.D ! ❤
Exactement. Quelle superbe voix. Grave. Excellent quand il parle tres lentement. Envoutante. Merci Doudou Masta ! Wow !
Si ya des jeunes qui passent par là : c'est ça du vrai rap! C'est ça un ARTISTE !
Doomfist here
Je veux pas faire le vieux con, mais purée le rap des années 90-2000 c'était quelque chose quand je voit Jul ou bien Julie où je sais pas qui mhd, pnl, sch, VIH et j'en passe ca me fout la gerbe.
T'es pas tout seul tkt
ok boomer!
Le grand Loup Garoup. Dedicace a Doudou Masta.
Bien entendu......avec les fauches......
"On est tous des mômes qui grandiSSENT" même en 2020 je continue de grandir.... avec mes enfants 😉
Masallah
Y'a pas, ce son ne prendra jamais une ride, respect
Aïe aïe aïe
Mais comment sa me manque !!!!! J'ai 40ans et pour moi il est très important de crier ÇA C'EST DU VRAI RAP..... RENDEZ NOUS MASTA DOUDOU !!!! BORDEL !!!!! MAN TES VÉRITABLEMENT VÉRITABLE EN DISANT LA VÉRITÉ..... REVIENS COMME ÇA !!!! NE CHANGE RIEN TU ES GRAND
C'est d'une profondeur, d'une humilité et d'une humanité rares. Le contraste avec le "rap" actuel est abyssal
Grand doodi master rie Oise
J'ai eu la chance de le rencontrer... Ce mec est genial
Ah ouais ?, où quand comment ? Balance ça me branche
@@getreadybitch1 en tournage dans une série...j'étais figurant et il était la...c'est lui qui m'a abordé...super sympa
@@ninjaDu59 fun, merci. Quelle série ? Bonne journée, peace
vous êtes là ? 2020
Oui oui
21
2021 !
Je viens de retrouver ce son sur spotify... Trops de souvenirs
Toute mon enfance
Ya que les connaisseurs qui peuvent ce retrouvé ici
C’est la voix du loup dans le chat potté 2 INCROYABLE VOIX !
Et de l'ours dans Le robot sauvage aussi 😉
Vitry sans Haine 94 quatre cent...... Rico BeatBox.... Lil Pi, et bien d'autres. Une pensée pour ceux qui ne sont plus.... Le bon son reste pour longtime !!!!!
J'etais qu'un môme lorsque c'est sorti, que c'est bon de reecouter plus d'une décennie après.
#unmômequiagrandi !
2024 toujours al 💪💪💪
Pour l avoir connu cette chanson elle nous concernè rip a son grand frère et au mien aussi dur les années 90
Fort! Et inspirer par une chanson de l'un des meilleur lyriciste allemand! Torch - ich hab geschrieben
On es tous des mômes qui grandissent
aujourd'hui on es des vieux qui vieillissent 😁😁😁😁😁
Moto-Moto je t'aime.
A l'ancienne, les vrais savent....
TROP BON....yes poto mreci Masta!!!!!!!!!!13
Doudou masta une des grandes légendes rap français
C'est les jours de fête qu'on a le plus morflé
Je l’avais pris dans mon taxi Doudou Masta c un vrai brave!!!!
2024 pfioulala sa continue à me bercé "de la joie, de la peine des années qui s'enchaînent des diplômes des jugements jusqu'à l'heure du jour J"
yess
Ca c'est le VRAI pera!!
Big up vitry sur seine
Doudou va dire au directeur Netflix de faire une saison 2 stp 😭
Bon son douda masta lord de son 😎😎😎😎
👌🏼 toujours en 2023
dedicace aux vrai(e)s ami(e)s 94400, les combates, rue neuve, desire granet ......
la voix de ouf
DU LOURD
Doomfist qui fait du rap lourd
T'as vu mec c'est chaud the night
En fait il fait parti des grandes figures du rap fr des 90's!
Doom fist
frappe météore
et ta la vois de doomfist
Vrai rappeur!
La voix française de Doomfist sur overwatch. C'est comme ca que j'ai trouvé ce mec :)
la meme mdr
i dont understand sh*t but this is freakin awesome flow
lyrics are so magic...
English lyrics
:
Landed him at 9 with a head full of childhood dreams
Lots of toys, lots of wishes, lots of good feelings
Full of illusions, too many allusions, fuel immigration
Full attention to this richer food
A time of observation then of adaptation
Then in the bath, thrown in the meanders of education
Let's talk about National Education where we carry it around
Because the Frenchman speaks badly or he understands badly
Maybe it's okay to be disturbed
When at home too it goes bad
Seeing your parents hitting your face has become commonplace
Taking care of your brothers and sisters is a real job
For him it's not easy as the eldest of the family
No right to spin, no right to be on a bad girl
Not allowed to be on a siding
He was oriented as a mechanic for the purpose of a CAP as baggage
Normal that he has rage in his heart
Doubt, fear, a lot of resentment
The fear of not having been up to the task, a burden on the heart
For parents who dream of having a doctor son
When I tell this story, it speaks to you when I talk to you
After all, we are all kids growing up
A little one who becomes big is a big one who was small
The story of my life or your life, it's just a kid growing up
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up
Diplomas in hand, no job, CAF, normal with the times
With just a CAP, it's on you no problem
Nothing but slaps, laughs so téci, it arises between assos'
They expose barje projects so that the larvae explode
And as many young people taste everything, touch everything
Scam, steal drugs, deal drunk, take the trite road
Suburban thugs fuck it all
Armed attack in high places
Weapons, H, Cam trafficking
Clever and thin blade known from Paris to Dan
He will have celebrated Christmas at the post
Taken of sacred roustes also offered to his brothers and sisters
Many Lacoste take risks knowing he can blow himself up
It must not be tebê, just time to weigh, place, impose
Never rest, just jostle, rock
Then accumulate in this little game many of his friends drowned
He knows who plays loses wins in this kind of business
To oblige that one day you pers, to oblige to be saved
With just his memory ss dreams and his ticket
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up
Landing in the corn is auch, plus the habit of heat
The poor man sweats like a beauf, without tunes
More than 10 years later, see the family again
It's hard even if it's fun, smells, good memories
For a time, to be happy even carefree
Loving like a child, lucky he is aware of it
This is where misfortune awaits at the turn
It is there that in France, his father dies, from his cloud he must come back down
Relatives need help, he must strengthen father
African custom is the oldest of the brothers
Go there with coal to rebuild, that's all that can do
It goes or it breaks it's its motto and this time it broke
For 6 years he was not born, could not come to the rescue of his mother
Lost a love forever of this journey, he leaves airgri
With 5 years more mature and more thinking
Taffe for two years lands and gets married
A child was born, the story of a life with few details
Maybe your life, we're all alike thanks to the infinite
Well he left us prematurely while sleeping
That's also life, it's flesh and blood to the ashes
We're all kids alive that the dead will take back
Peace to his soul, my big brother still a child
For us it's only a matter of time
Since we're all kids growing up
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up.
Ehre a mo sefek aware
un classique
Les vrais reconnaissent moto moto
Mais wsh, c’est la voix de doomfist non???? 😮
ça met la chair de poule
Ce clip sur la chaîne zik'xxl, les souvenirs de fous
Incroyable
Déchire!
2021 et ça déchire encore.
découvert sur 'Zik à l'époque !
T’a d’autres souvenirs de sons qui passait sur cette chaîne ?
@@marlostanfield9253
Je vais regarder mes archives en vhs mais oui certainement.
@@tony.r8039 tu me ferai énormément plaisir si tu trouverai sa jte jure
@@marlostanfield9253
J'avais le projet de numériser des heures de programmes que j'ai enregistré à l'époque sur Zik et les mettre sur ma chaine.
Va falloir que je m'y mette, ca peut intérésser.
@@tony.r8039 envoi moi en privé au pire ?
un salem de fr comté 25
Le bon rap d'antan
le petit a grandi et fume des petits wayyyyy 1984 j'ai appris la haine n'a pas de barrieres
English lyrics
:
Landed him at 9 with a head full of childhood dreams
Lots of toys, lots of wishes, lots of good feelings
Full of illusions, too many allusions, fuel immigration
Full attention to this richer food
A time of observation then of adaptation
Then in the bath, thrown in the meanders of education
Let's talk about National Education where we carry it around
Because the Frenchman speaks badly or he understands badly
Maybe it's okay to be disturbed
When at home too it goes bad
Seeing your parents hitting your face has become commonplace
Taking care of your brothers and sisters is a real job
For him it's not easy as the eldest of the family
No right to spin, no right to be on a bad girl
Not allowed to be on a siding
He was oriented as a mechanic for the purpose of a CAP as baggage
Normal that he has rage in his heart
Doubt, fear, a lot of resentment
The fear of not having been up to the task, a burden on the heart
For parents who dream of having a doctor son
When I tell this story, it speaks to you when I talk to you
After all, we are all kids growing up
A little one who becomes big is a big one who was small
The story of my life or your life, it's just a kid growing up
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up
Diplomas in hand, no job, CAF, normal with the times
With just a CAP, it's on you no problem
Nothing but slaps, laughs so téci, it arises between assos'
They expose barje projects so that the larvae explode
And as many young people taste everything, touch everything
Scam, steal drugs, deal drunk, take the trite road
Suburban thugs fuck it all
Armed attack in high places
Weapons, H, Cam trafficking
Clever and thin blade known from Paris to Dan
He will have celebrated Christmas at the post
Taken of sacred roustes also offered to his brothers and sisters
Many Lacoste take risks knowing he can blow himself up
It must not be tebê, just time to weigh, place, impose
Never rest, just jostle, rock
Then accumulate in this little game many of his friends drowned
He knows who plays loses wins in this kind of business
To oblige that one day you pers, to oblige to be saved
With just his memory ss dreams and his ticket
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up
Landing in the corn is auch, plus the habit of heat
The poor man sweats like a beauf, without tunes
More than 10 years later, see the family again
It's hard even if it's fun, smells, good memories
For a time, to be happy even carefree
Loving like a child, lucky he is aware of it
This is where misfortune awaits at the turn
It is there that in France, his father dies, from his cloud he must come back down
Relatives need help, he must strengthen father
African custom is the oldest of the brothers
Go there with coal to rebuild, that's all that can do
It goes or it breaks it's its motto and this time it broke
For 6 years he was not born, could not come to the rescue of his mother
Lost a love forever of this journey, he leaves airgri
With 5 years more mature and more thinking
Taffe for two years lands and gets married
A child was born, the story of a life with few details
Maybe your life, we're all alike thanks to the infinite
Well he left us prematurely while sleeping
That's also life, it's flesh and blood to the ashes
We're all kids alive that the dead will take back
Peace to his soul, my big brother still a child
For us it's only a matter of time
Since we're all kids growing up
Joy, pain, years in succession
Graduates, judgments until D-day time
This is a kid growing up, we are all kids growing up.
Il était une fois le rap français
Ecoutéz „ Torch - Blauer Samt“
'Zik 2002
DOOMFIIIIIIIST 😹😹🎉🎉
Bon son a l ancienne
toujours la 2023
2024 maintenant
@@Nu.age_fantoujours là et je serai toujours là.
@@antonio-s9o4j moi aussi encore et toujours la jusqu'au bout
Doctorat.
Si c est grave a le mïithe loloche tefou
doomfist c’est toi ?
FRAPPE METEORE
Notre petit Doom fist
Garaż, bakaż, ale to jest klasyczek ajj jaram się tym pozdro Francja peace joł
Oka
Et ouais xaavvv hiiigh!!!
méchant
👍✌️👌🤟
Top
Bzaertk woulaji
Sûre ...
Nan je me suis trompé c'est Water Moon de Andreas Vollenweider l'original
Sample originale "Torch - "Ich hab geschrieben"
lol no bro! sample original: Andreas Vollenweider - Water Moon
cheers mate
Doudou Masta, The Best 👌 rapper French 💯 Fuck : "Torch" !!!
faux le père de la.veuve doit lui procurer confort et sécurité .
est ce que y'a quelqu'un qui pourrait me dire le nom de la compilation de clips sur la qu'elle il était avec les clips de la psy', vinc, ttc et bien d'autres aux environ de 2003 2004. Merci
Morad Zouaoui "Clap"
Psartek il y avais ce clip et touche d espoir c etait lourd
Nx
Musicalement le temps pour moi le rap c'est arrêter en 2005 signer hasbeen assumer
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