Quand tu allais, on revenait [English translation]

[Chorus]

Do you think you are innovating with your Kata techniques?

The school of Mars is in advance for this era

Take advantage of the gestures that you modelled

On our thoughts; when you went there, we were already back

[Verse 1 - Shuri'n]

I sit at the table of the knights of the low round

Noble brotherhood of the deep rhyme

Where each warrior has his own talent

Every sentence is dissected, carefully studied

Our history goes far, far back

But I add something to what the historians said

It is true that Shaolin was invaded by the Manchus

With the help of traitors, they entered and burned everything

They also said, and the error lies in this fact

That five monks escaped, wrong, there were six of us

And now I unveil my ancestral technique

Ten years of practice have made me a verbal virtuoso

Renounce to face the Gambit, you're going to lose

Hong-Kong Fu-Fu from Mars will blow your genelecs,1 man

The fight would be too unbalanced

For I represent Mars, the city and my neighborhood

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[Verse 2 - Akhenaton]

Their voices rise, I hear them, they want to sink me

I stand guard, to unleash the ukuleles

Shtbaou, lightning legs, Kata in the air

I come to avenge the honor of my father's sister's nephew

That is me, a disciple of the temple of Henan

Mental hold-up, they all took me for an idiot

But I was hidden, lurking in the shadows crawling like a puma

Who has seen his prey, who only murders to chew

Attack at the first sound of the gong, I hit too hard in my flip-flops

Beware of Chill Chang Chong's foot

Ciao, my technique is Apocalypse Now

Vocal bombardment, verbal viet vodao

I was practicing when you were just a kid

So what, you saw things, I saw them 2000 years before you

I'll explain, I already had a hundred lyrics under my hat

While you were playing with your private parts to the tunes of Chapi-Chapo2

I'd be generous if you'd shut up again

But let me tell you, when you went there, we were already back

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[Verse 3 - Akhenaton]

Like in the war of the Illiad, we deploy myriads

Let us infest your speakers in the name of the Triad

Iota alpha mu, your sentences have a bad taste of déjà vu

Do you want to cross swords with callused monks?

Escape, that's your only way out when my ideas start lining up

For a mystical vision, worthy of Shaolin

The big boss, founding Operation Dragon on your fate

And I love this game, cause it's the game of your death

Bruce L.A.I. do you have the charisma to be a monk?

Don't complain, don't whine, we all had oats

For lunch, but you were in your cottage on the plain

When I was in the mountains working my Kuens

[Verse 4 - Shurik'n]

Middle of the Tao "ouassa" in the pao

Don't try to fight us or you get knocked out

I preach the virtues of low profile, sleeping water does way more damage

Than a dog that barks but does not bite

The 426 reaches its plenitude

But I have a hunger for winning, losing is not in my habits

I train every day without toning it down

Because perfection can only be approached through repetition

Holder of a thousand years old technique

I defend the honor of the silver microphone school

Expert of the drunken man's combat style, I get drunk on music

Before jumping from hill to hill

And if you feel like stealing my mic

Don't forget Jachen Chan is tougher than your teeth

You can go back to practice, you're nowhere near ready

When you went there, we were already back

[Chorus]

1. A trademark, but it sounds a lot like "genitals".2. French stop-motion kid series from the seventies.