Mmm is this really the end or is it a new beginning?
new reality..

So many misconceptions (don't be misled)
So many evil deceptions (oh I am) [bad word] to give direction
For I am the lifesaver (the life)

Scooby doo wah scooby doo wee
Like a jazz player I improvise wisely
Free with the style, I flow like the Nile
but remember, don't mistake the smile
Deep rooted is my rhymin
Like ancient African griots, precise is my timing
But let me get to the essence of what I'm sayin here
Too many blood red streets with bodies layin there
The systematic fanatics are at it again
Tryin to kill me and all of us my friend
But don't bend to the mental strain
Against all odds, we must strive for essential gains
Be [bad word] to the life the Lord gave ya
And that's a message from the lifesaver
The lifesaver..

Oh I am, the life (I.. am the lifesaver)
I am, the life.. yeah

It takes a more intelligent man to squash a fight
than to set one off, knowledge I'll let some off
Cause nowadays, everybody's a killer
And as for me, no other MC is iller
but still a thorn scrapes my heart
when I see another life that's been torn apart
over nonsense, no law, no order, it's evidence
that the money only takes precedence
Cause everybody wants power
While the innocent are born or die, during every hour
I scowl as I look upon evil
but I must have the strength, to spark awareness in my people
And we will learn to respect our neighbors
Another message from the lifesaver
The lifesaver..

People talk about the Armaggedeon
And nowadays everyone you know is packin lead son
Each day's another test
Aiyyo I better do my best, cause a lot's ridin on my chest
So when I lead you to the water, you best know
how to swim across, so you can reach the border
It's international, the message and the flavor
So here's some more important words from the lifesaver
The lifesaver.. (I am the life)
The lifesaver..

Garcon, fache, grandissant dans la violence et la [bad word] 
Le mot "Peace" c'est pour ceux qui perissent.
Chaque jour, aux alentours, dans le monde et ses tours,
En prison ou retour en arriere dans les fours.
Et les condes font leurs rondes, les villes grondent,
La terre chauffe, les sommets des montagnes fondent.
Pendant ca passe, Black ! Ca casse !
Tel est mon uniforme dans une guerre entre races.
On me regarde, on me met en garde-a-vue
certains cafardent, d'autres bavardent et tuent
Dedicaces a tous quartiers, toutes cites
Oh pas de chance pour ceux qui sont tombes
Mais pas pour la France, pays trop bidon
vivement Armaggedeon, j'ai raison.
Previent Jehovah pour mon pardon car si un flic me juge je le droite,
Tend mon doigts dans son oeil et le fond de son cerveau je gratte

So many misconceptions
So many evil deceptions [bad word] to give direction