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Excuse me… I’m French.
But it don’t mean what you think.
Listen…

Excuse me, I’m French, that’s what they say,
Picture a terrace with cafés all day.
Tourist brochure, champagne glass,
But they don’t see the weight we pass.

They dream of Paris, fashion and lights,
I see the strikes, the endless fights.
They sell romance like it’s a brand,
I live routine they don’t understand.

No chanson nights with accordéon tone,
It’s traffic jams on a cracked iPhone.
They call it chic, they call it flair,
But contradictions fill the air.

I’m not cliché, I’m not refined,
I’m French by chaos, by state of mind.
It’s not their film, it’s not their script,
It’s contradictions that always slip.

Excuse me, I’m French — not romance, not chic,
Contradictions deeper than the image you keep.
Excuse me, I’m French — it’s not black or white,
It’s living with paradox every night.

Excuse me, I’m French, that means the grind,
Rising costs and a restless mind.
Metro tickets, empty fridges,
Politics fightin’ on broken bridges.

From Marseille heat to the Lyon cold,
From Belleville blocks to suburbs old.
We love to protest, we burn, we scream,
But still buy into the broken dream.

Snapchat streams in the banlieue nights,
TikTok lives under neon lights.
They think it’s all baguette and wine,
But struggle’s taste is less divine.

France is rap, it’s grime, it’s rage,
It’s young kids writing bars on page.
It’s contradictions that define the place,
A constant battle with its face.

Excuse me, I’m French — not romance, not chic,
Contradictions deeper than the image you keep.
Excuse me, I’m French — it’s not black or white,
It’s living with paradox every night.

Excuse me, I’m French, but I still don’t know,
If that’s the pride I’m meant to show.
I mock the flag, but it’s in my chest,
I run from roots but I wear the rest.

To be French is to doubt your name,
To laugh at rules but play the game.
It’s irony built in DNA,
It’s rage that never goes away.

It’s feeling split in every breath,
It’s loving the life but fearing the depth.
Rejecting myths, but still I stand,
On soil I curse but call my land.

We love to fight, we love to tease,
We tear apart what we still believe.
Excuse me, I’m French, and that’s the key,
Contradiction is identity.

Excuse me, I’m French — not romance, not chic,
Contradictions deeper than the image you keep.
Excuse me, I’m French — it’s not black or white,
It’s living with paradox every night.

Excuse me, I’m French, it’s complex ground,
No single truth that can be found.
It’s banlieue slang and old château,
It’s techno beats and piano flow.

It’s laughing loud when the system breaks,
It’s building new from our mistakes.
It’s pushing back, it’s standing tall,
It’s hating the state but still we call.

It’s Pho in Belleville, kebab at dawn,
Luxury brands on the Champs-Élysées drawn.
It’s contradictions at every glance,
It’s chaos turned into dance.

I’m French by doubt, I’m French by fire,
By irony sharp, by pure desire.
Excuse me, I’m French — that’s how I live,
Paradox soul, nothing else to give.

Excuse me, I’m French — not romance, not chic,
Contradictions deeper than the image you keep.
Excuse me, I’m French — it’s not black or white,
It’s living with paradox every night.

Excuse me, I’m French — complex truth,
Streaming the present, raising the youth.
Excuse me, I’m French — paradox tone,
Reject the myth but I claim my own.

What Would U Do?

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