20h13 - La nouvelle paire : traduction de Français vers Anglais
And now, here's the new pair!
What's the news, roll in with a Navigo Pass V12
Arrive straddling a triple Magnum of Grey Goose
A big Reebok on the shoes
Honey, I just want to fuck
Don't tell me your life as if you wanted me to marry you
You still believe in Prince Charming, put out a call for bids
Look for him on "The Friends of Before", put out a call for bids
Facing the camera, I vomit my guts, like David Hasselhoff
Gringe signed on Label 5, Mazel Tov
If you smoke during concerts, we'll slam on your smartphone
These shitty artists will soon sing the Human Rights
Even at the ice cream vendor, you couldn't pay for your Magnum
If I find no one, I'll put my dick in a calzone
White with an attitude, may Eazy-E forgive me
There's enough to attract lawsuits in my dictaphone
I have trouble driving when I listen to music, you dirty bitch
Yes, you're stuck, but be on time when you honk
Honk
Honk
Respect my sound, damn it!
Here's the new pair!
If you have new sneakers, show your new pair
If you have new glasses, show your new pair
If you have new implants, show your new pair
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
If you have new speakers, show your new pair
If you have new leggings, show your new pair
If your mother has become a lesbian, show your new father
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
If I find your CD on the ground, I'll kick it
If you see enraged guys, I'll run in front
The older I get, the more my principles go to hell
I'm bipolar, I always hang out with two polar bears
Gringe plays the bear with schoolgirls, PedoBear
I'll slip into your mouth without warning, like your first premolars
I'm going to take the money from rap, and tear myself away to Buenos Aires
If you're looking for me, I'll be reachable on my toll-free number
I've been rejected so many times
I like to party only in front of nightclubs
I never listen to two things, your sounds and what girls promise
I arrive, shoulder strap on, equipped with miniatures
Leave our Pokéballs, it's the return of Team Rocket
Mail to keep life safe
No longer going from pussies to cougars in my wild nights
I'm still trying!
Dude, your rap game smells like marshmallow
If you think you're going to become a millionaire by kicking poor rhymes
Try again!
If you have new sneakers, show your new pair
If you have new glasses, show your new pair
If you have new implants, show your new pair
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
If you have new speakers, show your new pair
If you have new leggings, show your new pair
If your mother has become a lesbian, show your new father
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
Rioters explode your skull until closing
Listen to the album, feel old, get stretch marks
Let me stain, dirty, soil, everything that remains pure in you
Thus swag he, Gringe, Benedict XVI measures
I don't rap, I pontificate
Push the brains of the faithful who zombify
Lousy lifestyle and wi-fi connection
Coke plus a bit of whiskey, all broke at the end of the month
I raise my glass to the next payment we're going to make in five times
Shut your mouths when I speak, whiskey, Coke, Mentos
All blows are allowed, I do the splits like Jean-Claude
I don't excel in much, except during breaks
I'll sink your company before the end of the job interview
Gringe and Orel', here are the Nobels
We arrive on your pack of cigarettes, like a cloud of locusts
Our album, a dose of crack under your Christmas tree
You only make singles when you clean hotel rooms
If you have new sneakers, show your new pair
If you have new glasses, show your new pair
If you have new implants, show your new pair
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
If you have new speakers, show your new pair
If you have new leggings, show your new pair
If your mom has become a lesbian, show your new dad
Casseurs Flowters, here's the new pair
Hello friends, I just came back from a vernissage with Stanislas
No seriously, how are you guys doing or not?
Yeah, we're good and you?
Not great, because I wouldn't want to bother you
With the problems happening in the Middle East right now
Yeah
But now we only have half an hour left
For us to blow our heads off at happy hour!
Ah shit, damn, how time flies!
And we took an hour and a half in the face, which we'll find later
An hour and a half less on the aperitif
And there you go!
You know what?
Let's blow up your 24 beers that you brought before we go!
No, no way, because when we're going to be burnt out my friend
We're not going to take the inflation of night groceries, no way
It's the survival pack, this one!
We'll take four pints of Ambush and a banana RedBull, please!
Yeah, there are guys who are crazy
You know that David Bowie, he used to test each new song
In the local bar in front of the drunks and all!
But go ahead, but go ahead, there's everything you need
There are the turntables, there are the microphones, please go ahead!
What? That we should sing now?
Yeah but go ahead, really go ahead!
It's been a long time since you've done that!
No, no, really, no, no it's a good audience and all! (Go ahead)
You know what, we'll go if you do the backs!
No problem, let's go, we're going!
But we don't know the lyrics, too!
No but don't worry, it's about you, you'll understand!
Hum, (yeah) one two, one, one