Hocus Pocus - A Mi-chemin | Soul Kitchen Session

[@MrJoLyMaX]

C’est ce qu’on appel un duo en symbiose. Bravo messieurs, 10 après je ne m’en lasse pas.

[@nerzulle]

2020 encore la, ça manque Hocus pocus...

[@linneajohansson8386]

My boyfriend listens to this song and another french song every morning. I don't get a shit but I love it anyway :) so much feeling... and french is also a very beautiful language and it's really peaceful listening to people singing or speaking in french! So thank you for making this wonderful music.

[@dylan.b7296]

Fm7 / GbM7 / Bb7 / Fm

[@rawgasmiclove]

LOVE LOVE LOVE this......beautiful soulfull tones!!!!

[@jayzinho1885]

I'm happy to be french cos the lyrics are as great as the flow & the guitar.... ;-)

[@Gabachi92]

Increible, desde España, respeto.

[@nicolasanne1733]

that's our life. Big up for you.

[@elodiedelam7191]

génial !! continuez comme sa , vous déchirez tout!!!!

[@MrMrindustrial]

CLASSIQUE!!!Big ups du Mozambique

[@ElevatingHarmonics]

I prefer this over the original track :O.

[@titefloflor38]

oh oui ! fais-nous vivre la musique :)

[@Jeremiezik]

en acoustique... ça déchire rien à dire!!! Le guitariste c'est un moonstre!

[@kostaeliopoulos8160]

C'est du lourd !!!

[@Partisansoul]

greets from germany! nice style! reeally good, keep on doing

[@srrbr42]

todo el apoyo desde españa me flipa

[@Kefrayaaa]

uwielbiammmmmmm!!!

[@mikeshady408]

Très bon et très bonnes références aussi je crois qu'on a les memes ;)

[@TiTi-Man]

À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are J'suis entre les mots et les lignes, les notes et les signes, Les racines et la cime, l'écran tactile et la mine, Le sous-sol et le prime time, ma campagne et Paris by night, Entre le vieux pour les jeunes, et le jeune pour les vieux, Entre connard et Monsieur, Entre vous et tu, entre tu et vous, Le drapeau blanc et entretuez-vous, Le Poinçonneur des Lilas, et Rockin' Squat, J'suis juste là entre l'oreille gauche et l'oreille droite, Entre mon home studio et Universal, un smoking et un t-shirt sale, Entre le pote et le boss, l'artiste et le fils, L'homme et l'ex-gosse, l'expert et le novice, L'introverti et le MC, entre Sylvain et 20Syl. À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are Me voici seul dans mon lab', face à ma feuille blanche, Chute libre comme d'hab' et les mots comme seule branche, Louvoie entre la paix et le gun, Entre les hommes et Allah, entre le nombre et le un, Alchimie couplée de taff et de fun, de graph' et de feuille, De baffes et d'épreuves, La c'est du seum, dans la bouche des ministres Mon âme entre espoir et futur sinistre, Si tu voyais ces colères dans mon coeur, tu m'aimerais moins peut-être, Comprends j't'invites au trip dans mon Turf. On annonce mon heure mais j'crois qu'avant tu verra leur déroute au prompteur Entre le discret, le clinquant, le brillant, Je suis comme à la rue, j'file pas la merde au client, La vie me l'a dit Chill, elle est collante, Surtout quand on pousse mal entre amour et mort violente Entre le père et le fils que je suis, Fier face aux tempêtes que j'essuies En restant digne, Accepter ces contrastes et ces rêves Qu'à la faveur de la nuit dans les étoiles on trace (Dans les étoiles on trace) A mi-chemin entre hip et hop Entre hé et yeaaah Je suis entre l'être humain et les objets, Entre les sillons et les octets, Avant et après (avant et après), Concret et abstrait, À mi-chemin entre triangle, rond, croix, carré, Et pomme-Z, pomme-C pomme-V, Entre le réel et les PIXELS, Mon gabarit et mes sapes XL, Canette écarlate et thé à la menthe, Et merde, déjà entre 30 et 40, Un portrait entre deux toiles, un moi entre deux toi, Un choix entre deux cases, pourquoi? A mi-chemin entre Kool Shen et Bruno, Gainsbourg et Lucien, Abdoulaye et Oxmo, AKH et Philippe, Shurik'N et Geoffroy, Ou juste entre 20Syl et moi. À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are À mi-chemin entre what you think you are et what you really are What you think you are... What you really are...

[@DJBUCI]

essa musica eh phodaa !!

[@G0odf3lla]

C'est bon ça !

[@Brownie_browne]

que grandeeee mucho flow

[@PierreZik]

je me suis tenté aussi surce morceau ... pas facile ! ! !

[@drdzdd]

Trop fort 20syl !

[@ulysse.r]

Excellent!

[@1Joubs]

@carpediem6625 Fm7 - Gb maj 7 - Bb m7- Ab 7/13 Bonne journée

[@pfjdbdkcjdqa]

du lourd

[@Gilu67]

♥

[@kahramanbh]

no comments for the music, I dont deserve to comment thats why ! However , one thing missing is the "adidas" track pants to go with Nike shoes and Puma tshirt !

[@Minorit55]

first time I actually want to know what someone says in french

[@MoreaFire]

I am Between the words and the lines, the notes(marks) and the signs, Roots and tops, touch-sensitive screen and appearance(mine), The basement and the prime time, My campaign(countryside) and Paris by night. Between the old man for the young people and the young person for the old men, Between "Jerk" and "Sir". Between you and you, between you and you, White flag and " Kill each other " The poinçonneur of Lilacs and Rockin ' Squat, I am just there between the left(awkward) ear and the straight(right) ear. Between my home studio and Universal, A tuxedo and a dirty T-shirt. Between the buddy and the boss, the artist and the son, The man and the ex-kid, the expert and the novice, The introvert and the MC, Between Sylvain and 20Syl. Halfway between.. Are What you think you And.. Are What you really Here I am only in my lab, In the face of(In front of) my white sheet(leaf), In free-fall as of hab And the words as only branches. The gun tacks between the peace and, Between the Men(People) and Allah, Between the number and the one. Alchemy coupled by work(job) and by funny, Graffs and sheets(leaves), Of slaps and tests(events), Tired by the sum in the mouth of the Secretaries, My soul, between hope and future disaster. If you saw these angers in my heart, You would love me less can be - understand(include), I invite you in the trip in my racecourse. We announce my hour but I believe that before, You will see their rout(collapse) to the prompter. Between the discreet, the beading, the diamond(shine), I am as in the street, I spin not the shit to the customer; The life told it to me: " Chill, her is sticky! ", Especially when we grow badly between love and violent deaths. Between the father and the son whom I am, Face the storms which I wipe(suffer), By remaining deserving, to accept his(her,its) contrasts and his(her,its) dreams, That under cover of darkness, in stars we draw... I am Between the human being and the objects, Between furrows(grooves) and bytes(octets), Before and later, Concrete and abstract. Between triangle / circle / cross / square, Enter Apple Z Z/Pomme C C/Pomme V, Between the reality and the pixels, My template(size) and my clothes XL. Scarlet can and mint tea And shit! Already between thirty and forty. A portrait between two paintings(cloths), a me enters two you, A choice between two compartments, why? Halfway in Kool Shen and Bruno, Gainsbourg and Lucien, Abdoulaye and Oxmo, AKH and Philippe, Shurik' n and Geoffroy, Or just between 20Syl and I.

[@samayoon30]

Du sucre liquide...🤤🤤

[@serafin7227]

banger

[@sirlancal500]

Oh god please release the tablatures...

[@gugaluppo]

GoPro?

[@SoulKitchen]

+Gustavo Galuppo 5DII :)

[@midoririrs]

me he enamorado

[@tomaschrapek9233]

ile ou text?

[@CarsonScholz]

circumcision proposition brought me here

[@planetbleu93]

;o)

[@jeuneblavant0v010]

;)

[@fallingfromtheseas]

sexy voice.