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Translation
You're going to suffer
[Intro]
Yeah, Banlieue Sale
Hey Rise-E I got you
Gucci, Louis, Fendi
[Verse 1 - The Weasel]
I only have two hands, and twenty-four inches
Since the beginning I see all these MCs after me
I fuck you all, I hurt you all
I turned the rap pregnant, push! Push!
Since the beginning I look the rap in the mirror
Dude this is too much, confuse the underground and the metro
Nah it's zero, zero, zero for my white, my maghrebi, niggas eats the rice paro
This one for my pirates in front of the lobby #JackSparrow
Your flow is vague, stop the jokes
You'll lose a tooth #VeryBadSwagg
This one is for my thugs, the real guys know
My white like Orelsan
If you don't like Fouin you got dirty ears
Bro, you're too low, returns to the hall
60 days 60 nights the swagg follows me #Lalanne
From the south to the east, It's not worth to test
We don't pick up the remains, it's Banlieue Sale
And fuck its mother the rest
[Bridge - The Weasel]
Take your swagg, and leave my house
You refuse to work
Orelsan, your text, you remember?
[Verse 2 - Orelsan]
They say that I represent the lose but I represent the real life
The day, the day, love, doubt, intelligence, stupidity
Again a small kibble to put you in appetite
A small rocket before the invincible armada of T-1000
Their lyrics are light, their instrumentals brush against anorexia
This is not because we don't understand what you write that you make poetry
I came a bit lost full of modesty
Today, I act as the savior of the prophecy
I explode the chrysalis, triggers a acid rain
They look at the stone, I try to show the pyramid
If you're shit, it's not the fault of Illuminati
Orelsan, I haven't yet meet Mr. Miyagi
I'm like your little obese girlfriend: in full forms
Confiscate my ID, I rap like nobody
You play the sides guys, the kings of the night who roam the nightclubs
But the only thing who brings you closer to ibiza is a Seat!
And I go to the next level, I'm sick of moving slowly
They only arrive at mime us, we should deliver our discs with white gloves
With La Fouine, with our good sides, our evil inclinations
It's time to learn to dinosaurs to love the change
[Chorus - The Weasel & Orelsan]
And you're going to suffer, you're going to suffer
You're going to suffer, how much?
You're going to suffer, a lot!
And you're going to suffer, you're going to suffer
[Verse 3 - Orelsan]
I'm like children without immune defense, I'm in my bubble
I polishes my figures while I look at Hentai
I get up at the cocktail hour, I branch Guitar Hero
Alcohol makes me swell, mix Coke Zero
They think I'm partying every weekend, that's wrong
I work my flow, I spend more time in the cabin than Captain Nemo
It's summer, your girlfriend is on a diet
Luckily I have the meat for her protein intake!
Dedications to my overdraft
I don't make the breakfast anymore but I'm back for the cutlery
My album took a long time, I had to recover strength
This is the first time we don't blame me for a premature ejaculation
[Verse 4 - The Weasel]
Yeah, Fouiny, Orelsan, all these rappers will take
Should have the glasses of Ray for see your records sell
It's your fucking career who goes to ashes
You're pretty good, we fuck, but no question that we sleep together
[Chorus]
Jethro Paris✕
La Fouine: Top 3
| 1. | Ma Meilleure |
| 2. | Du ferme |
| 3. | Quand je partirai |
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