Nous aussi [English translation]

Rap is in a bad place: testing us, shouldn't need to

If you're not calm, guys, I'll burn you, seriously crush you

Eighteen years old: that's the difference; at first, you raged about my age

But it's weird, when I rap, most people shut their trap because

I have a thousand and one flows, in my cave, I'm Oli Baba, huge

On the mic, I don't mess around, not for the bastards, I liked enticing them

In the street, we approach you, all the girls love you, it's great

You're gold disc but you don't know how to rap

Add "Wood" to "Oli", you find yourself at the movies

Bigflo told me: "Calm down, don't knock the weak"

The MCs are shitty, yes, the battle is uneven

So, if we kick it every time, we'll lose it

They tell me that in town all they talk about is guns

They drink, they smoke, they say "How's it going"

The people demand our pens because there's nothing valid

Since the era of IAM or Michael

Oli, dinner's ready! Yes mum

But don't shout too loud, they'll hear you on the record

Euh... Shit, it's recording? Yeah... Oh well

I accept my life a somewhat rotten poor nice guy

We'll see in ten years if these fake gangsters

Will have grown up; when life and time

Pulls on their wrinkles, it's creepy, the shit's finished

The empty fridge and the shopping trolley, the little one's stomach needs filling

Oli, calm down...

Too later, I'm already gone, I swear to you, life moves too fast

So we don't care about your music videos and your bitches

Dancing pressed up against your Ferrari

Why are you lying, Oli? You're like every teen

You dream of bundles of cash and even having a six-pack

I'm a bit crazy, no one has any idea

In the morning, I have to wake up all my personalities

Among the nerds and teachers

The Parisian bourgeois and rednecks

I don't know what to do anymore, from another planet

I live light years away, sorry, it's the time difference

My mouth is a gun, I'm pulling the trigger

Oli takes it to the next level, have you seen the top 50?

And all my childhood mates who do old school hip-hop

But, on their pitiful iPod, I hear the dance pop

Yes, I have rap in my blood; but from where?

It's funny, "they speak fast but we understand everything"

Thank you madam, you need to get used to it

Even if, in France, rappers don't know how to articulate

Fuck, but say something

Find yourself a speech therapist, a real job or a cause

Oli, why are you bitching about the others? You too, you make mistakes

Yes, I'm afraid of the dark and, when I'm alone, sometimes

I sing crappy songs while doing the dishes

However, behind the mic, who can test me, tell me?

Because I've been waiting for months for an artist to try

And what about the cash? I prefer the crowd

Too many guys went crazy after becoming millionaires

And what about your fans? We come from the future

So they are all visionaries

[Pre-Chorus : Oli]

We're coming from our planet, but the public aren't ready

Eh... Are you singing?

Since the year 2000, the guys don't know how to rap anymore

Oli...?

The fans are calling for us, looking out for the slightest sign of life

It's great

It's Bigflo & Oli, we coming to fill the void

[Chorus]

Talk about... talk about... us too, we can do it

Showing the... talk about... us too, we can do it

Talk about... talk about... us too, we can do it

But we prefer to leave the Earth, we're out of here

Come with us, there's still room

[Verse 2 : Bigflo]

I've come to humiliate you, to make a fool out of you

To mutilate you, you aren't immune, little visionary

I'll eliminate you, unlimited rhymes, you're not authorized

Seen your stupidity loser

You see it's easy to rap fast?

So you can delete some MCs from your playlist

Listen to this shit all day, it's painful

To think that, mostly, they do the rounds at some Zeniths*

But Flo, you bought a ticket... I know...

You need to stop, you're talking shit, I'm trying

But I clash with people I'm fans of, it's like that

As usual in my life, I'm uncomfortable in my own skin

Because, being human, it's humiliating

On my planet, I was already a thousand years old (a thousand)

One thousand yes, so understand that

I find you all so slow... Silence! What?

Flo, shut your mouth! Brother...

No seriously, you're talking to yourself! Shit

Normally they found me strange on the school playground

No one raps faster than us mate, you can time us

They want big guns, beautiful breasts, big fists

Friends, bribes, gossip

But I don't, I'm telling it to you frankly mate

All that is beyond me and the girls want:

"You're the woman of my life

You're the love of my life"

It saddens me to see bitches leaving school

Going crazy, giving in to their weak life, shooting up, spaced out

The escape, the drug, the movies, the cocaine listening to the crap

Changing mates, exchanging smokes, all this to end up pregnant in a car park

Biggie! But in the meantime, you don't sing! I know...

You need to stop being like this. I'm trying...

We'll see tomorrow

At Universal, rubbing my hands together

I have loads of rat carcasses in my 4x4

Spread yourself and scratch, you end up on four legs

You're Cartman because I cut you up into quarters

Attack, the bullet leaves and shatters you

Ah yeah... The guy seriously kicks

Easy to be the best in this rap of stupidity

I still have tricks up my sleeve, yeah I have loads of positions

Like Oli and Biggie, I don't see the masses

I'm mature in rap, it's the same in bed

She's extra virgin, like olive oil

Haha... Nah... Sorry Oli

Don't make easy rhymes, we promised each other

Of course, it pisses them off, it disgusts, it intoxicates them

But's it's cool, we hail from Toulouse and they're not ready

You're a sheep, not a wolf, why are you opening your mouth?

It's painful, it's intense, oops, it's the end of the verse

[Pre-Chorus : Bigflo]

We're coming from our planet, but the public aren't ready

Eh... Are you singing?

Since the year 2000, the guys don't know how to rap anymore

You see... you too

The fans are calling for us, looking out for the slightest sign of life

It's great

It's Bigflo & Oli, we coming to fill the void

[Chorus] (x2)

Talk about... talk about... us too, we can do it

Showing the... talk about... us too, we can do it

Talk about... talk about... us too, we can do it

But we prefer to leave the Earth, we're out of here

Come with us, there's still room

[Outro]

You're expected to send this CD to all of French rap

Tell them to go back to work...

Oli?

Yeah?

I think it isn't really for us here

Shall we go back?