The scratch (the scratch, the scratch, the scratch)

Because it's time now to get into action
And tell these people that the beat is crazy
So instantly when I take the microphone
I am the commando of words
Listen to this style and capture this sound well
Because I take the microphone in the beat and give lessons
I am ranked number one, numero uno
Or ranked number one, in the city of Paname
No "Chaussée aux Moines" for the Posse 500-One

I am ranked number one, ranked number one
I repeat, ranked number one because I am a 500-One
Again, ranked number one, ranked number one
Ranked number one because I'm a 500-One

So, listen well to this style, my friend, listen to this sound
Because Claude MC takes the microphone on the beat, he controls the versions
Instrumentals, that means this style is fatal
When I take the microphone on the beat, it's to heat up the room
Because I'm ranked number one, ranked number one
Ranked number one, I am a 500-One
Ranked number one, I repeat, ranked number one
Ranked number one, I am a 500-One

Never 2 without 3
Always 500-One
A big shout out to the man we call Soon E
To the woman we call Melaaz
To the man we call Jimmy Jones
Jimmy Jones or Jimmy Jay, no one knows
In-djama, In-diana Jones, In-Jimmy Jones

Cool, like the cooing bird, I defy the crowd
Are you ready to dance?
Bidi bing, bidi bing, bing bing dong

So, listen well to my style and capture this lesson well
Because on the tempo, I am the para-commando of sound
I repeat, listen well to my style, listen to this lesson well
Because on the tempo, I am the para-commando of sound

Accompanied by a microphone, accompanied by a pen
I take the microphone on the beat to improvise
And I only like militants, not soldiers
Not colonists, not colonels, not colonies
That's why on the beat, I'm really very irie (irie)

Oh la la la la la la
It grooves in the room
With the man we call Claude MC Solaar on the decks
And with Jimmy Jones in the room who is cutting
Ah, it's very interesting
We also see in third position
The man who saw the man who saw the man who saw the bear coming
Watch out
And Léon Zitrone is making his comment
Comment, how to silence, how to do
To be ranked number one like Claude MC Laar-So?
Laar-So, S.O.L.2A.R
Just to say and prove that I have my feet on the ground
Feet on the ground, feet in the universe
What to say, what to do?
What to say? Nothing at all
Claude MC settles in, fatal and brutal
I take the microphone on the beat, it's transcendental
Damn, the beat

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