Sa technique et son flow est indétrônable. Son ambition et son mérite n'a que lui même pour égal. Qu'à sa mort son nom soit gravé sur la roche il le mérite. Que son histoire serve d'exemple et de sagesse

Amina

Trop beau

Rilès I put myself in big trouble

Rilès - MONEY TREES

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Sortie le 8 Juin

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Music video by Nekfeu, Nekfeu performing Nique les Clones Part II (c) 2015 Seine Zoo – Polydor

[Refrain] (×2)
 Je ne vois plus que des clones, ça a commencé à l'école
 À qui tu donnes de l'épaule pour t'en sortir ?
 Ici, tout l'monde joue des rôles en rêvant du million d'euros
Et j'ai poussé comme une rose parmi les orties

 [Couplet 1]
 Je t'avais promis qu'un jour tu te rappellerais de nos têtes
 Je ne suis pas prêt de me taire
De la primaire au lycée, déprimé, je me sentais prisonnier
 Parce que les professeurs voulaient toujours me noter
 Pourtant, j'aimais les cours
 J'étais différent de tous ceux qui me disaient : "Soit tu subis, soit tu mets les coups"
 Moi, je rêvais d'aventure, griffonnais les devantures
 J'attaquais tout ce qui m'était défendu
 Rien à péter de toutes leurs émissions de télé de vendus
 Je voulais voir le monde avant d'être rappelé devant Dieu
 Et, pour ne pas qu'on se moque de moi, je bouquinais en cachette
 Pendant que les gamins de mon âge parlaient de voitures
Un des gars de l'époque bicravait des Armani Code
 Et, un beau jour, il a ramené une arme à l'école
 J'étais choqué de le voir avec un glock (Oui !)
 J'en ai rien à foutre de vos putains de codes (Oui !)
 J'avais peur, je l'ai dit, mais j'ai un cœur, je le dis
 Mais je suis toujours là pour mes putains de potes
Maintenant, pour lui, le bruit des balles est imprimé dans le crâne
 Ceux qui traînaient dans le bât' l'ont entraîné vers le bas

 [Pont 1] (×2)
 Faut jamais céder à la pression du groupe
 D't'façons, quand tu fais du mal, au fond, tu ressens du doute

 [Refrain] (×2)

 [Couplet 2]
 Je suis un nomade, ne me dites pas qu'on est bons qu'à stagner
 Casse-toi, moi, je ne me sens pas casanier
 Instable, ne me parlez pas de m'installer
 Quand t'es différent des autres, on veut te castagner
 T'es malheureux quand t'as qu'un rêve et que tes parents ne veulent pas
 Traîner vers le bas, t’inquiète, je te promets de me battre
 Non, je n'aime pas quand je me promène et que je vois
 Ce petit qui se fait traquer pour des problèmes de poids
 Mais pour qui se prend-on ? De tristes pantins
 J'écris c'te pensée pour que Le Christ m'entende
 Et, dans nos cœur, on est à l'ère de L'Age de Glace
Aymé ? C'est plus qu'un personnage de H
On n'est pas des codes barres
 T'as la cote sur les réseaux puis ta cote part, nan
 On n'est pas des codes barres
 T'as la cote sur les réseaux puis ta cote part
Le regard des gens t'amènera devant le mirage du miroir
 Mais, moi, j'ai la rage, ma vision du rap, elle est rare
 Tant qu'un misérable s'endormira dans la rame
 Pendant que le rat se réchauffera sur les rails

 [Pont 2] (×2)
 Vu qu'on forme des copies conformes
 Qui ne pensent qu'à leur petit confort

 [Refrain] (×2)

 [Pont 3] (×2)
 J'éduque ma peine en leur parlant de nous
Je décuple mes sens comme un handicapé
 Comment trouver le chemin qu'on m'indique à peine ?
J'me sens comme Andy Kaufman dans Man on the Moon

 [Outro]
 Nique les clones
 Nique les clones
 Nique les clones
 Nique les faux
« Ceux qui ont pris tout le plat dans leur assiette
 Laissant les assiettes des autres vides et qui, ayant tout
 Disent, avec une bonne figure, une bonne conscience "Nous, nous qui avons tout, on est pour la paix !"
 Tu sais c'que j'dois leur crier, à ceux-là ?
 "Les premiers violents, les provocateurs de toute violence, c'est vous ! Et quand, le soir, dans vos belles maisons, vous allez embrasser vos p'tits enfants, avec votre bonne conscience, au regard de Dieu, vous avez probablement plus de sang sur vos mains d'inconscients que n'en aura jamais le désespéré qui a pris des armes pour essayer de sortir de son désespoir."»

Nekfeu - Nique Les Clones Part II (Son+Paroles)

PAYDAY - arjang
Producers : Rfen,Liphter
Lyrics :

Old Arzhi : 

Tanam ye trapstar shit
Kola foroshi shode dige az cap sidet
J o mizanam o nis jack bam ke
Pa to kafsham nakon ke tak size

Sefidish sorkhe vali cheshash sabzan
migire a sedat khandam
Mitalabe bega raftan
Inja Mah kamel nemishe helal ahmar

in dige tah J E fif esh nista
zire 20 saal mian bam sine khiz ra
‎nagi mantaghe 6e bi sahab
dastane zendegim mishe 6mile

karo mishinam vasvasi saresh
dafe fereshte nis vali kasabim hame
ghalbam yakhe harja miram
age ashkam darad bara hasasiate

mirese payday bemoghash
midam chaino ba laser beboran
mirese payday yeho
man ro babet ba aapam o chainet velo gang

gang
mikesham kherkesh toro
face amo mibini omade satan jolot
daste teamam jey mey kolof
be be be be be befres loco

New Arzhi

yeho mikhore poshte lenget
shoot shoot shoot
sorkh mishe az scream babet
shoot shoot shoot

mitarsi chon reside pay day
miri khone ba ley ley
tane sagame chainet

mishe shoot baghale pento
miri aghabe benzo
bil baghale grave shoot

dame sob nis elegans jayi
to atishe tars sorkhi mese calamari
hamaro etemad gayid
enghad useri nakardi level up chaghi


narefigh
khabar chin
fink e dalghak 
toam ye palashti
miad samtet hame taraf tir
tokhme babat nisi age najangi

dobare baz shode sar zabonet
tanha chizi ke fade dore kalamone
yejor miam hadis o harf namone
saresh ro kalat
migi taghsire man nabode

midi tavanesho avazesh
tajrobash bara baghias bara to zararesh
baz oftadi to talam avaze tor o talake
man onam ke noghte zaafetono balade

nakonin bazi pas bam
sarjam hamatono gayidam dash
harf nazanin jayi az ma
yeho jato bem lo mide lobeyman

PAYDAY [pro. liphter x Rfen]

RILÈSUNDAYZ #17: 'Fucklalife'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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LYRICS:

He don't give a fuck
He don't give a damn
Asaël N'guetta let me introduce my friend
aka 'Fucklalife'
Cuz nothing bothers him
How many nights and evenings you spent smoking and drinking?
(What you say man?)

Oh, looking dumb right now
Take a sip or take a drag
Oh no stress now, hun
Azaza in every party
Every night another story
That nigga's a laboratory, but
A bit afraid for ya
I wish what happened to me never falls on ya, nah
Remember when I stressed out
I asked you how you don't mind about anything
You simply told me to

"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Ok ok..
"Fucklalife my nigga"
He told me to
"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Aza aza
"Fucklalife my nigga"

They won't understand
Making hits easily only for the fam'
I know you remember now
Faded at this party I told you I wrote a song about you saying..

Oh, looking rash right now
Many sips and many drags he wasted now, hun
Azaza in every party 
Every night another story
That nigga's a cemetery, but
That's why we love ya
The craziest motherfuck' in the city for sure
Remember when I stressed out
I asked you how you don't mind about anything
You simply told me to

"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Ok ok..
"Fucklalife my nigga"
He told me to
"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Aza aza

Just know behind the story of the crazy drunk guy
The meaning is much deeper than a random 'party hard'
None of my worries solved shit, it just widened the scars
Yes I know that life is a test, so I'd better fucklalife
He told me to "fucklalife my nigga"
Since that day I fucklalife my nigga
Stronger cuz I fucklalife my nigga
I do my thing and fucklalife my nigga

Yup

"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Ok ok..
"Fucklalife my nigga"
He told me to
"Fucklalife my nigga"
What you mean?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Just like you're doing?
"Fucklalife my nigga"
Aza aza

iTunes

Fucklalife (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #28: 'REMEDY'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom 

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REMEDY (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #33: 'EVIL'
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
______________________________________

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

*Knock, Knock*
Who's there?
It's the sheitan motherfucker let's play
Sorry bruh I ain't got time for your tricks now
I got my people listening now
4 years in the shadow they were blind out
I thought I would never see the light bruh
Now you can finally wake the fuck up
Rachid, Laura, tell me how you feel now
Always chasing you for just a paper
Got love for you but you could've been first
Pushed me to the edge but never gave up
'Least I learned to never ever trust Trust
I can feel the change is real
I can feel you won't be me
I can feel these niggas 'round me 
Just want to be famous, still looking for their skils

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

Ya, ya, ya
You can't tell me nothing
Nobody talked 'bout that shit as I ain't got a deal
And never took my songs seriously cuz I'm recoding bedside my bed
And now they're all surprised to discover my name
Fuck you, fuck the game
Fuck all your songs, Fuck your fame
Fuck, I'm wise enough to know the buzz will end
Thank you for the love but I've been used to pain
I cannot go out cuz I got songs to make
That shit is my life
For you it's just a phase
Yes I got more hits, you're not ready for them
Yes I got more beats, than I got problems
When I'm done with it
Get back to the paint
Thought I would end up like Gogh
but God said 
"Wait, nigga better stay
Remember what I said"

K-Dot, Chano, Yeezy, Abel
Francis, Yoncé, Pusha, Timbo
Woodkid, Logic, Blake, Russell, Cole
Asap, Travis, Pac & MJ
Donald, Freddie, Banks, M.I.A.
Thanks to y'all I did not jumped off

The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
8 weeks ago death on my mind
The Evil tried to tear me down
Oh lord you saw me on the ground
The Evil tried to tear me down
But it was just wrtten in Time

EVIL (Prod. Rilès)

RILÈSUNDAYZ #52: ‘⏳’
Song : Produced/Written/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by me in my bedroom (Lyrics below)
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Where should I start?
Or where should I go?
To every motherfucker who only saw my past job
Was an monitor for less than a year, 4 days a month
My real job was to sell paintings, building I record

I ain’t a novice, you might see me as new in you lane
Just cuz I had no exposure doesn’t mean I can’t son the game
Shoutout to SEB who started the fire cuz it’s really real
The papers gon’ ignore your existence, less you got a deal

Yeah, yeah I already said it, fuck they didn’t believe my vision
Let me tell you more ‘bout my trip, tho you won’t get every pieces
So.. why you rapping in English? I started when I was 14
I had to hide from my parents that I sang and began writing

Cuz it’s all about the studies, music is buffooneries
They did many sacrifices from Algeria to Paris 
I did try to write in French, my BIC was freezing
Wanted to.. Rap out loud… But didn’t want to share it

So I wrote’ it in a language were they didn’t know
My thoughts, my emotions, joys and troubles undercov’
My early bars were shit, but for my friends I was like Hov’
So I gradually took it seriously, and had bigger goals yet..


..Needed to improve myself
My weakness had to be strength
Made a choice they didn’t fuck with
Went to college for my verses, 
Studied the English language and literature for 3 years
From Shakespeare to Hemingway
But it wasn’t for the B.A

Aside of that I had no dineros
Only my devotion and faith for what I had to show
I spent my whole scholarship on stuff for the studio
Always buying second-hand, the grid of my mic is still broke

But I learned to take the less and made better than the most
4 a.m. for a preamp, in his Saxo baba drove
Me To Paris, it was worth it, as I bought it for 4
Hundred dollars less than what the original really cost

(Didn’t even have enough so negotiating on the low, he told me)

Give me my money, money back I’m on a rush man
My bullets going straight they never swoosh man
I was in Paris for that money ‘bout a preamp
Also for a freestyle, but that’s behind me

Now that I had all in my hands
It was ‘bout engineering
Alone with the internet
Had no teacher for that shit

And then I schooled the game up
Shut the fuck up
What’s a fancy studio
When you can’t rap
Had no song in advance
Nothing was planned
I just spent this whole year
Stuck in my bedroom, shit
Now it’s ‘bout million dollar deals
Still at Mama’s crib
In less than a year,
learned the same as if it equaled 10
With knives under my throat
I discovered more than I wished for
You can’t match the grind
But you can kiss my..
Ok, ok, it’s cool you spoke about your grind and your struggle
It’s crazy you made it that far, but you forgot ‘bout a puzzle
In every song you’re teasing, talking shit we cannot understand
Was It really deeper than that or bullshit you spoke & pretend, hun?
--
It’s not time yet

Yes, I’m late
And it’s because of this ending
I rewrote it 30 times to finally burn them sheets
Everything was ready, except for my spirit
And as it’s stronger than myself
I ain’t got the guts for it
Last Sunday, it was done
But I messed my week
I was thinking way too much for 5 days I lost sleep
Should I say everything or should I keep hiding?
For my own sanity I surrendered to silence
In some way, I spoke to somebody and learned something
In some way, I was supposed to leave but didn’t finish
In some way I was afraid y’all think it’s just madness
In some way, it started when I saw my own being
In some way, I’m hiding elements since 2014
In some way, I’m still preparing for the Grand Final
Now let me give y’all half a clue about the whole puzzle..

[Écoutez avec un casque pour un bon son.]
Lyrics : genius.com/Orelsan-la-fete-est-finie-lyrics

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La fête est finie

Orelsan - La pluie (ft. Stromae)

Prod: Else - 1979
Retrouve le clip sur le compte youtube 2TH Officiel

2TH - Ne fuis pas

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Prod/Recorded/Mixed/Mastered/Video Edited by Rilès

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