Flop! : traduction de Français vers Anglais
I'm watching Miss France and I'm wondering
About the place of women in the world
"Me, I'm for ecology"
"And then the end of hunger in the world"
Listen, my big girl, sit your ass down
Find your fight quietly
Society of pedos, soon Pinocchio gets hard when he lies
(Who's taking bets? Who wants to take bets?)
(They want to pervert our kids, the bastards)
While they sexualize everything, I contextualize everything
(Ohlolo, he's so good)
You come from the neighborhood, you have no excuse
For having nothing in your brain
Books are available everywhere
Not just for the whites of the 16th
I have a big mouth and I know well
That all this can hurt me
"I'm proud to be obese"
No, you're just too lazy to exercise
The street is dangerous, one misfortune and you can say goodbye to the top
You've been dozing off sitting on the Glock and the cops knock at six o'clock
Shit, they don't tell you "I love you" anymore once you've blown 100k
The soldiers support on Twitter with manga PP
When I look back at the past I say to myself "I've helped so many guys"
When I look back at the past I say to myself "I've been tender, guy"
Young, but principle of before neo-conservative
Don't follow me, I'm not a leader, I'm just an observer
But when I tell my truths, don't cut me off, I told you
My entrepreneurship books, are Jay-Z's verses
You're looking for the truth, instead they lie to you
This imaginary world, like the great replacement
Change comes from public opinion
So a sleeping people, is a dying freedom
I shoot to hurt but it's not necessarily the legs
A dead artist, is not necessarily a legend
Their texts are poor, it's Burundi
Every day, I tell myself
"The day I become rich, is today"
I manage to do what they don't do
Because I have the aura they don't have
Weird like your girl taking kizomba classes
Sometimes I might be overdoing it yet I hold back
My style might be déjà vu but I do it too well
Blacks won't change anything with their fists raised in the void
Same for the whites, with their solid babtou t-shirts
(Flop) you're throwing jabs at me but you're not saying my name
(Flop) you've already fucked her without her telling you her age
(Flop) you put alcohol on your wounds with every injury
Like you put alcohol in your blood with every injury
First series of murders, now I'm thinking about the next one
Smoking a cigar like the old man on the cover
BLKKKK VAN GOGH 2
(The first one who moves, we kill him)
(The first one who moves, we kill him)
(The first one who moves, I kill him)
(The first one who moves, I kill him, I don't give a fuck)
(Hey, the first one who moves, we kill him)