Ramen [English translation]

[Unique Verse]

Bring a bottle of Jacky because we come in that slut

A ball of hashish before going in a mess

Bring a dozen women, you'll have my clip exclusive

Or my stick covered in plastic while your wife sucks me

I spend my life in a tracksuit but I'm too lazy to do sports

I took fifteen kilos in the space of a year, fuck Musclor

Bring a pen, don't count on emotion lyrics

I'm not akin to a horror movie or a prepubescent anymore

If you like rotating, give your ass we'll woo

I'm the Santa Clause of love, I enter your fireplace

My name is "Orel" for the son of a bitch who don't know yet

I aim the goal, tumbling with my techniques of ninjustu

You piss on yourself cause you really love the thing dirty zoulette

You're good only to dedicate all your fucked up mates in skyroulette

We know you secretly steal us

Stop your vice, I hit your skull with my drive until you keep my song in your head

I'm the definition of the word "Punchline"

Hide your young wives, because they want to flirt with our dirty faces

I don't spend on Sky but I rap in sky

The style of San Ku Kai with the power of Gundam

I grew up with Van Damme, the Bandai toys, Slash, Ken

How do you want me to be a nice guy?

I rap and that's the stampede and repackages, oh

The mc's who want to clash me eat signs, oh

If you want to make your place go play in the sand

Test my crew, you can if you want, you can also lose your pulse

I write my rhymes on Verbatim while your mother play the prostitute

Don't confuse us with the new alternative scene

We don't mix towels and tea towels

You download our sound and I give pearls before swine

So send your gifts that I buy a preamplifier

Because I finished writing my album and I would release it in September

Seventeen tracks in your bands who suck

"Perdu d'avance" triggers an avalanche of phases

Those who know the power fear us

And if you really looking for a license, sign up in a football club

That's for people not really cool who do everything to avoid scrambles

Wake up in the afternoon with the head in the ass

When you'll get busted my album, you never go in class

You will understand that the best thing left to do is to make bullshit

[Outro]

O.R.E.L., from now on it's death for you people

O.R.E.L., you can talk on us but you can't stop the legend

O.R.E.L., any sensible person should prepare psychologically

O.R.E.L., oh nah, it's the end of the beginning: prepare dressings