End-Discipline Lyrics In English

[VERSE 1]
You do not care, you spit everywhere on the asphalt
You throw your garbage all-away, the neighborhood you do not care!
You block the passage just for a ceremony
A big tent to celebrate a baptism
You wash your clothes in the middle of the busy street like a car-fast broke down
The driver is not cold in the eyes
Nothing to do with the back of a donkey
Banales are fights between apprentices and coxseurs on public roads
How many speeders burn the invisible red light
Everyone does not care in the end we have eyes that for his nice box we drool.

[CHORUS]
Endiscipline
Our behaviors reflect us
The worst in poverty is the unconsciousness
Impoliteness and bad behavior
Endiscipline
Your way of being is reflected on your attitude
We will judge you on the facts and the attitude
Endiscipline
Is like a commodity that sells like hotcakes
Everyone buys everyone by selling
Endiscipline
We are more and more fiery we are stubborn
One of these days we will regret it bitterly

[ VERSE 2]
You're not patient, you prefer to grill the steps
You came last you want to go first
You schels and you stick people in the bus while stealing pleasure
You pickpocket.
You smoke us with your cigarette, barely
You throw a package and you open another one and you put it everywhere while drinking njaru coffee
The cup will wait for the passage of the carts
After a few sips of water you throw the bag on the floor, your hands are dirty you just come out of the toilet

[CHORUS]
Endiscipline
Our behaviors reflect us
The worst in poverty is the unconsciousness
Impoliteness and bad behavior
Endiscipline
Your way of being is reflected on your attitude
We will judge you on the facts and the attitude
Endiscipline
Is like a commodity that sells like hotcakes
Everyone buys everyone by selling
Endiscipline
We are more and more fiery we are stubborn
One of these days we will regret it bitterly

Being civilized or impolite ...
In your way of walking, to speak
To salute or to do
Too many accidents due to a lack of civility .....

[VERSE 3]
Looks like they have blindness, "defense to urinate" even written on the wall
Do not stop them from peeing
Or to deposit their needs there.
Even a police officer (siflet) will not stop the ndiaga ndiaye (public transport) without a brake,
He will put his hand in his pocket.
He is not on his plate taximan
He will have taken the forbidden meaning as usual.
And the street vendor wanders in the wind
Under the burning sun he is the king of sidewalks
he will do as in Sandika (pikine)
He will besiege Sandaga. We all come from the village
We are not slackers we have the same goal is to make a profit whatever the cost
And the more the buildings go out of the ground the more the spirits bury themselves,
We see it all too clearly we bury the good manners
The more the buildings go out of the ground the more the spirits are burrowed.