Autiste [English translation]

[Chorus x2]

I fuck the world like an autistic

I fuck the world like an autistic

I fuck the world like an autistic

In bed, shading, I have the permission

Oh, yes! I wander according to the state of madness

I pierce the trunk, it's euphoria

I fuck the world like an autistic, homie

Maybe it's not pretty-pretty

[Verse 1]

I enjoy before I throw up, your gang under the boot

A zest of water of life in the chronic, the impossible becomes possible

Here everything is paid for even romance, the whore makes the logic

All these shit eater are scary, bro, you're a match

Frankly, I paint some hell of a backdrop

Make up pigs to mark the bark

Pen destroyed kids, spoiled by the efforts

Erased from art and teachers

I hid hordes of disgusting aspects so I wouldn't seem detestable

Like a colonist at the U.N. to look respectable

Breast glands, stay calm and buy Jacques Dessange

Before the next super wave of blood alerts the media

Come into town and see the vile civilians disembowel, twisting

For a transfer, getting old drunk in vain and to praise being alive

[Low voice]

What's up Valentin, I really like the way you're placing your voice

I don't get it, but it makes me laugh when I'm moping on the joint

Anyway you know me, I suck you on the side, if you want I whisper words to you

Nice ones, but don't make me think you've got no signal anymore

[Bridge x2]

I fuck you like an autistic

Even if tonight I don't have the permission

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 2]

My head is eaten by joints stuffed or pussy's farts

Discover in my dirty land, the false rich and the real misery

Put in the porridge of the soft "zet'" and I smoke a crib in your beautiful tuft

The extra income flies in and makes dumpling holes cousin

I have voodoo rituals under my elbow

Kung fu technique, twelve balls in the bank and yoohoo boom-boom on all the mayors in froufrous

Even on all the guys in down jackets in the summer who offer me drugs

They'll say, "Vlad, I'm giving you a price!", son of a bitch, it's V.A.L.D.

I'm the kind of guy in the evening who pulls that infamous face

In my corner and then in the bathroom loses a gram

In my joint because in the driveway the turkey would want to hug my underpants

[High-pitched voice]

I want to get impaled anyway, that's our generation

Fuck me, don't be embarrassed, boy...

[Low voice]

You're not shouting now that I've corrected you

I became a man in high school with a pretty butt

Naked on a sink, yes, but I'm not rude

Top man XXX

[Chorus x2]