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Editeur is in french in this song and it means song records companies, Lotfi was singing about companies he worked with and made him sign contracts that gave them most of the benefits and money that his songs made. its not a rapper's name
دولة مراكش ليست عربية ، وليس خلاف بينهم هو احتلال متواصل ، مع العلم أن ملك مراكش السابق قد بدل سبتة ومليلية الامازيغيتين مقابل دراجة هوائية في وقتها ،لانه أصلا منصب وعائلته من مؤسس كلمة المغرب الجنرال الفرنسي اليوطي ايام الوصاية الفرنسية ، لا لتزوير التاريخ .
Ich freue mich, dass du dich endlich auf Lotfi DK richtig freust. Und ich? Ich bin fan von euch beiden. Schade, dass du die Lyrics nicht verstehst. Du würdest ausflippen. Die Übersetzung frisst den ganzen charm auf. Grüße aus Frankfurt von einer Algeria/Germany fan.
Traduction pour les DZ de mon commentaire à Cojak: Je suis ravie de te voir enfin te réjouir de Loftfi DK. Je suis fan de vous deux. Bien dommage que tu ne comprennes pas les paroles. Tu deviendras fou. La traduction bouffe tout le charme. Bonjour de Frankfurt d'une fan Algéro/Allemande. J
❤❤❤Dear Cojak, thanks for this new reaction of Lotfi, my english is not as good as I want to translate you correctly the lyrics, but as always thus our great Lotfi. Maybe, you can once, react to Raja Meziane songs, thanks( decallage horreur, Toxic, and other songs...). Thanks for your job 👏
At that time, the artist was oppressed and could not succeed or receive his rights from the profits. Lutfi was the only one who was able to speak the truth.
Most algerians rappers usually snoop out self-west nations melodies production ,performed by in the beginning americans rappers using huge synthetisors piano.... Hip-hops songs and melodies were usually recorded inside cassettes and CD .... Rappers algerians can not produce a self-concert using guitars ,drums ,synthe, bass,... It was all cooked at the west, only they took a melody and write lyrics for, at my very account lotfi dk never produce a melody proper to their house music, unless he could play guitar and piano like a profesional one.
You will not find a single bad word in his artistic career. He is a cultured and respectful person, and this is what kept us loyal to him, and the new generation did not like it. I advise you to listen to translated songs. Your reaction will be more beautiful when you interact with the words at the right time and rhythm.
What caught my ears accidentally when you said he doesn't cuss or say taboo words, this rapper is well educated he never cusses maybe in his very old songs but subliminally not direct cusses.
In every tick of the clock, my life is slipping away People and the world are changing, even iron rusts And I'm the only one standing still, firm in my place Some chose the right path, some chose the wrong one It's a harsh and difficult feeling when people see you as a failure Your father, mother, siblings, and friends see you as useless "Get up, son, try and keep trying," I swear I tried so hard I tried a lot, but every time before I scored, it was a foul I don’t have any skill, nor any connections, and I’m in a mess I pressed the pedal to the floor even after the gas ran out In every job interview, they tell me to wrap myself in my degree Lean against any wall and kiss it goodbye I flashed back and counted my life years: thirty years, I found I counted again and again, and I was shocked Looking in the mirror, I found some gray hairs And my father is still the one supporting the household My family treats me like a burden, and my situation is terrible My self-confidence is gone, success seems impossible I want to escape from myself, from my situation, from my family, from the world I wish I could find another world to escape to, even for a second One day, my friend told me, "A friend can only be helped by another friend" He said in a late-night chat session we were having, I asked, "Is it hash?" He laughed and said, "It’s 'bisa'" I told him, "I don’t want to get addicted" He said, "Don’t worry, you can't get addicted from the first hit" He convinced me, and at night, he really gave me the first hit My joints relaxed, and my spirit left I was talking to myself from the inside, rambling silently outside My worries seemed to vanish, the vision blurred more and more Every problem I had in the world died and disappeared Hours passed in a second; I found the group leaving I entered my house at dawn, my family was asleep I buried myself under the blanket, my body freezing I fell asleep in less than a second, like someone under anesthesia The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough I woke up, snapped back to reality and misery The day passed slowly as if it were months and years I wished the day would pass quickly so I could hit again Return to being the king of my world, away from the world that threw me away They invited me to hit with them every day, and I was welcomed I had already taken the path, and the road was being drawn One day, my friend surprised me He said to my face, “Stop dreaming” Where will we get money for you and me to hit every day? Empty your pockets; you’ll be deprived of our sessions if you can’t pay From now on, no more free hits, understood? (Understood) I went home, and the next day, at the time of the hit, my body was electrified Whips on my back, and my nose was leaking and dripping I want to hit, but where will I get the money from? Where will I get the money? I started borrowing from everyone I knew and kept hitting I even took money from my siblings meant for their lessons Everyone hated me and was avoiding me; I became too heavy on their hearts Fifty pounds after fifty, then a hundred, then a hundred more I was stealing money from the house every day, and everyone was suspicious of me I sold every gift I ever received I ran out of money until one day I had an idea, a light bulb moment My mother's gold, my sister’s mobile, my brother's laptop I stole them, and as I was running away, my father stopped me He tried to stop me, grabbing my arm tightly; I pushed him He hit the wall, and looked at me, wondering how his son could hurt him He took everything from me and locked the door in anger At that moment, I asked for the strangest thing one could ask for I wanted money right now, or I’d commit a crime He accused me of being crazy and cursed me out All the doors were opening, my family was watching They were still processing, wondering if this was serious or a joke I grabbed my three-year-old niece and headed for the window "Give me the money, or I’ll throw her out," suddenly, the panic increased My mother cried out loud in front of me; I came to my senses for a second She threw me money and yelled, "I never want to see your face again" “Leave, you have no mother here, you’re worse than the devil to me” I took the money and ran, knowing I wouldn’t return home again The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough I lost all my family and friends; I became alone Where will I get money? I need to find a new way Suddenly, I remembered a neighbor my age who’s always lived alone His father’s on assignment abroad and sends him money every month I pulled him in the same way I was pulled into the same path I found a new source of money, a house, and a friend We hit together with his money and at his house, with no worries His father's hard-earned savings were all gone in four months One night, while we were hitting, he got a call he couldn't believe His father found out his son was robbing him and was transferred to intensive care Every nerve in my body tensed, I increased the dose The usual dose was no longer effective My life's story played in front of me, darker and darker I injected the poison into my veins, increasing it more and more I wanted to disappear, to vanish from the world like water evaporates I increased the dose a bit more, my whole body turned yellow My friend panicked, stood up in haste, “What’s wrong, man? Why are you so yellow?” Your body is sweating, and you’re shaking like you've been bitten by a snake Although I was drenched in sweat, my body was freezing, in immense pain In my shock, I tried to stand tall, but my body collapsed on the ground My body refused every command from me, my strength faded And the world gradually darkened, and bit by bit, it turned black The last thing I saw in my life was tragic My friend was terrified, watching me leave life The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough My life ended quickly I rewound my life story, and there was nothing good in it worth remembering My whole life slipped away, and I wasted it all I regret every dark moment I lived through God, please give me another chance to return to life I’ll walk the right path till the very end It's really hard to disappear from this world And for people to remember you for nothing good, for God’s sake.
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Bobina = soundtrack in Algerian slang it's like audio cassette
He claches bad and corrupt Editors
Editeur is in french in this song and it means song records companies, Lotfi was singing about companies he worked with and made him sign contracts that gave them most of the benefits and money that his songs made. its not a rapper's name
دولة مراكش ليست عربية ،
وليس خلاف بينهم هو احتلال متواصل ، مع العلم أن ملك مراكش السابق قد بدل سبتة ومليلية الامازيغيتين مقابل دراجة هوائية في وقتها ،لانه أصلا منصب وعائلته من مؤسس كلمة المغرب الجنرال الفرنسي اليوطي ايام الوصاية الفرنسية ، لا لتزوير التاريخ .
That song is from 1998 and that video was ripped from a TV channel.
2001
@@samyattia5693 Yes. My bad.
@@cashbonanza963Yeah 2001 on the break dance album
Lotfi Double Canon is not just a singer, he is a very creative and intelligent person.
Ich freue mich, dass du dich endlich auf Lotfi DK richtig freust. Und ich? Ich bin fan von euch beiden.
Schade, dass du die Lyrics nicht verstehst. Du würdest ausflippen. Die Übersetzung frisst den ganzen charm auf.
Grüße aus Frankfurt von einer Algeria/Germany fan.
Traduction pour les DZ de mon commentaire à Cojak:
Je suis ravie de te voir enfin te réjouir de Loftfi DK. Je suis fan de vous deux.
Bien dommage que tu ne comprennes pas les paroles. Tu deviendras fou. La traduction bouffe tout le charme.
Bonjour de Frankfurt d'une fan Algéro/Allemande.
J
@@grimesria1166
Thanks from Algeria ❤💪🇩🇿
Thank you cojak the best reaction bro
This song was in the period when Algeria was going through a black decade, i.e. a civil war, and despite that, Lutfi used to sing rap.
❤❤❤Dear Cojak, thanks for this new reaction of Lotfi, my english is not as good as I want to translate you correctly the lyrics, but as always thus our great Lotfi. Maybe, you can once, react to Raja Meziane songs, thanks( decallage horreur, Toxic, and other songs...). Thanks for your job 👏
Please react group MBS... old Algerian rap ... beautiful ❤️
Lotfi DOUBLE Kaka
Thx for ur reaction 🇩🇿
Bobina is the coil.... He said: make me a coil please to sing
Editeur = producer = record studio (company) ..they use to ripp off artists and steal their money by making them sign contracts .
At that time, the artist was oppressed and could not succeed or receive his rights from the profits. Lutfi was the only one who was able to speak the truth.
The only one? Have you heard of Matoub Lounes? Do some research. The guy gave his life for Algeria and you guys don't even know. What a shame.
People's demands : cojakrap featurning lotfi dk 🤔🤔🤔
Most algerians rappers usually snoop out self-west nations melodies production ,performed by in the beginning americans rappers using huge synthetisors piano.... Hip-hops songs and melodies were usually recorded inside cassettes and CD .... Rappers algerians can not produce a self-concert using guitars ,drums ,synthe, bass,... It was all cooked at the west, only they took a melody and write lyrics for, at my very account lotfi dk never produce a melody proper to their house music, unless he could play guitar and piano like a profesional one.
😂 bobina it means k7 to registe a song
This song, I think, was released at the end of the 90s.. really Lotfi is the King of Arab rap
Funny Clip Funny Reaction 😍
nice and funny reaction. when Lotfi wrote that song, the fucking Dedinn didn't exist. I also recommend the song Clach..
You will not find a single bad word in his artistic career. He is a cultured and respectful person, and this is what kept us loyal to him, and the new generation did not like it. I advise you to listen to translated songs. Your reaction will be more beautiful when you interact with the words at the right time and rhythm.
Hello my friend.if you want to make reaction on song of lotfi DK science fi ras(science in the heaf) you wil be really surprised 🎉. Thank you
Am fan of lotfi since i was lil kid i was 5 years old i was writing his songs in my studying copybook 😂😂😂
Reaction Redstar radi ft marwan mrag كلو عالهادي and you can translate the lyrics from the pinned comments
Lotfi here is impersonating the music producer (editeur). and the people who appeared in the video are famous singers in Algeria.
He's not dissing anyone particularly, he's dissing the music producers in general
dude you need to listen to lotfi dk fakakir. he basically went crazy against the gouvernement 😂
I like your lotfi dk reaction...thank you cojak from algéria. ❤🎉
What caught my ears accidentally when you said he doesn't cuss or say taboo words, this rapper is well educated he never cusses maybe in his very old songs but subliminally not direct cusses.
it's not a clash on raper called Editor, it's about the system of music editors.
He clashed bad editures and he talking like editur ... this man is genuis and he never talking bad words but his clashes is very strong
Corroption in the music field in Algeria 🇩🇿 for sure
bobina mean's bobine in french he mean's "make me an album " he said to the productor
Right translation
Corroption in the music field 7:45 d in Algeria 🇩🇿 for sure
A legend that will not be repeated, and a cannon equipped with heavy words. Greetings
The song was released I'm 2001 bro
لا إله إلا الله محمد رسول الله
Try to learn Algerian language because you can't translate the song through an app 😂😂😂
I'm algérien ilove lotfi dk abd you cojak boubina is casette
The cool thing in the video all the cameos from differents artists
You need to get a translation. The lyrics have great meanings.
لطفي القوة في الكلام تحياتي لك اخي من الجزائر ❤
Lotfi dk kanibal 1997
نحن نتكلم عن فيديو قديم منذ 20 عام ياصديقي❤
❤🇩🇿
Bobina= cassette tape
in the second verse he disses the rai singers not rappers
اتمنى لك ان تلتقي مع لطفي يوما وتجري معه حوارا.❤
He is talking about editors gangster
Pleese réaction this song
Lotfixion
Je t'en prie de faire une réaction sur lotfi dk (non stop) please
Get visa ti leave our land is costum in algerian
Non arab rap .its africaine Rap 🇹🇳🇲🇦🇩🇿
Non arab rap .its africaine Rap 🇹🇳🇲🇦🇩🇿
He dissed all the music industry
boubine it's cassette
🇩🇪✌️🇩🇿✌️🇲🇦✌️🇹🇳
😂😂😂😂
Bro réaction red star Radi ft marwen Mrag كلو عالهادي
2001 🐐
Song in 1997
😗😙😚😘😍
123 viva algeria
Lotfi Dk , o a s
RIP rockeur 😢
Try la sain - WBMS - new song bro he is from algeria annaba city also he is a good rapper check him may be u like his style big love bro ❤
Actually he is saying music editors are like vampires they suck the money from artists work
2021 ----> 2024 !!!! That's was legend meaning
لطفي وفقط
Please, the song Cannibal Lotfi Double Canon❤❤❤❤
Bro it's been a while i think it's time for a Stou reaction he dropped a recent one Bonsoir
i dont mind a sponsor its alright , i mean its good for you , then im happy for that
Can you give us a lyrics copy please
In every tick of the clock, my life is slipping away People and the world are changing, even iron rusts And I'm the only one standing still, firm in my place Some chose the right path, some chose the wrong one It's a harsh and difficult feeling when people see you as a failure Your father, mother, siblings, and friends see you as useless "Get up, son, try and keep trying," I swear I tried so hard I tried a lot, but every time before I scored, it was a foul I don’t have any skill, nor any connections, and I’m in a mess I pressed the pedal to the floor even after the gas ran out In every job interview, they tell me to wrap myself in my degree Lean against any wall and kiss it goodbye I flashed back and counted my life years: thirty years, I found I counted again and again, and I was shocked Looking in the mirror, I found some gray hairs And my father is still the one supporting the household My family treats me like a burden, and my situation is terrible My self-confidence is gone, success seems impossible I want to escape from myself, from my situation, from my family, from the world I wish I could find another world to escape to, even for a second One day, my friend told me, "A friend can only be helped by another friend" He said in a late-night chat session we were having, I asked, "Is it hash?" He laughed and said, "It’s 'bisa'" I told him, "I don’t want to get addicted" He said, "Don’t worry, you can't get addicted from the first hit" He convinced me, and at night, he really gave me the first hit My joints relaxed, and my spirit left I was talking to myself from the inside, rambling silently outside My worries seemed to vanish, the vision blurred more and more Every problem I had in the world died and disappeared Hours passed in a second; I found the group leaving I entered my house at dawn, my family was asleep I buried myself under the blanket, my body freezing I fell asleep in less than a second, like someone under anesthesia The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough I woke up, snapped back to reality and misery The day passed slowly as if it were months and years I wished the day would pass quickly so I could hit again Return to being the king of my world, away from the world that threw me away They invited me to hit with them every day, and I was welcomed I had already taken the path, and the road was being drawn One day, my friend surprised me He said to my face, “Stop dreaming” Where will we get money for you and me to hit every day? Empty your pockets; you’ll be deprived of our sessions if you can’t pay From now on, no more free hits, understood? (Understood) I went home, and the next day, at the time of the hit, my body was electrified Whips on my back, and my nose was leaking and dripping I want to hit, but where will I get the money from? Where will I get the money? I started borrowing from everyone I knew and kept hitting I even took money from my siblings meant for their lessons Everyone hated me and was avoiding me; I became too heavy on their hearts Fifty pounds after fifty, then a hundred, then a hundred more I was stealing money from the house every day, and everyone was suspicious of me I sold every gift I ever received I ran out of money until one day I had an idea, a light bulb moment My mother's gold, my sister’s mobile, my brother's laptop I stole them, and as I was running away, my father stopped me He tried to stop me, grabbing my arm tightly; I pushed him He hit the wall, and looked at me, wondering how his son could hurt him He took everything from me and locked the door in anger At that moment, I asked for the strangest thing one could ask for I wanted money right now, or I’d commit a crime He accused me of being crazy and cursed me out All the doors were opening, my family was watching They were still processing, wondering if this was serious or a joke I grabbed my three-year-old niece and headed for the window "Give me the money, or I’ll throw her out," suddenly, the panic increased My mother cried out loud in front of me; I came to my senses for a second She threw me money and yelled, "I never want to see your face again" “Leave, you have no mother here, you’re worse than the devil to me” I took the money and ran, knowing I wouldn’t return home again The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough I lost all my family and friends; I became alone Where will I get money? I need to find a new way Suddenly, I remembered a neighbor my age who’s always lived alone His father’s on assignment abroad and sends him money every month I pulled him in the same way I was pulled into the same path I found a new source of money, a house, and a friend We hit together with his money and at his house, with no worries His father's hard-earned savings were all gone in four months One night, while we were hitting, he got a call he couldn't believe His father found out his son was robbing him and was transferred to intensive care Every nerve in my body tensed, I increased the dose The usual dose was no longer effective My life's story played in front of me, darker and darker I injected the poison into my veins, increasing it more and more I wanted to disappear, to vanish from the world like water evaporates I increased the dose a bit more, my whole body turned yellow My friend panicked, stood up in haste, “What’s wrong, man? Why are you so yellow?” Your body is sweating, and you’re shaking like you've been bitten by a snake Although I was drenched in sweat, my body was freezing, in immense pain In my shock, I tried to stand tall, but my body collapsed on the ground My body refused every command from me, my strength faded And the world gradually darkened, and bit by bit, it turned black The last thing I saw in my life was tragic My friend was terrified, watching me leave life The train of life is passing quickly, year after year And I'm the same as I was since I was one year old Life is the same, and I am still the same I'm tired, fed up with life; you can say I’ve had enough My life ended quickly I rewound my life story, and there was nothing good in it worth remembering My whole life slipped away, and I wasted it all I regret every dark moment I lived through God, please give me another chance to return to life I’ll walk the right path till the very end It's really hard to disappear from this world And for people to remember you for nothing good, for God’s sake.
20 million in Algeria is just 1000 $ 😅
React on Lotfi dk NAR song.
the video age is more then 20 years
what about skorap?
Reaction mk 23
🇩🇿🇩🇿🇩🇿💪💪💪
🎉
nice videos
لطفي فخر لعرب 🎉🎉🎉🎉
هو يقول انا امازيغي من جا فخر العرب 😂😂😂😂
@@messaoudkouadria5356 الموهم احنا كول موسلمين
Nice 👍👍
Ja brudi wie kannt mann sagen 💥💥💥
Nice réaction
Corroption in the music field in Algeria 🇩🇿 for sure
4:19 i think that was actully like 20 years ago 🙃
19:56 true ... except Didine...he is rich