Rap de résurrection [English translation]

[Verse 1 - Orelsan]

Yeah, I like when there's fucking pussies in the club, they can be blacks, white, mestizo

Whisky-Coke in the blood, and I fuck anything with a heart beat

Battle, when there is only one call me "Highlander"

This is Bruce Harper face Mark Landers

Obsessed, accustomed to pressure surges since I'm in CP

You don't have a angre head , it's your do-rag who is too tight

So stop your car, you rap too bad and you took the big head

You better do the sound instead of playing the mac on your jacket

We emerges from the shadows, hit with tons of sound

I just blow up everything in the bins, I think I'll get my album the 11

I want the gold, silver, bronze, I leave you the fourth

This is fpr Omar, Farouk, Guillaume and Gabriel

Take each of my texts as an insult to all your family

And tell you that I think to your wife while I fuck your kid

I send your group to asylum, I cut your hashish to the paraffin

Clean my hard knocks to drink cured my bitures to the Advil

[Chorus - Orelsan]

If a DJ don't play our songs in nightclub is that he has both arms in plaster

I just blow up everything in the bins, look at the CD jump of the radius

If a radio don't play our song without stop is that the playlist have a bug

Don't worry about the future, we ensures the succession

If the concert hall is empty is that nobody lives in this city

O.R.E.L., Chil-P, Rap of Resurrection

A girl who don't want me to fuck her is lesbian

And if you got some good phases lying, that's because they're mine

[Verse 2 - Orelsan]

I dream of a whore posing in maximum

Who does the modeling, that I maxi-hurt her

A cannibal that could put a horse between her tonsils

If you want to measure you, don't forget to bring your health card

If you plan to recruit me, you will have to dip into your capital

I raised the bar to each freestyle while you block under Marie-Jeanne

I practice the boxe of the man-drunk like Jackie Chan

I'll break your arm in a friendly match in renegade

Able to play the final or to end relegation

Sharingan in one eye, the second a cyclops

And I just spit the sea of ​​fire on blacks whores as King Heenok

Bad luck for those who want sample as Pete Rock

I'm not hip-hop, I'm waiting for the shot that will make me get out of the starting blocks

I wait the fire blow that will send me in a Ziploc bag

I wait no matter how many time even if I have to beat the bitches that block me

A bit of Vodka Smirnoff and I spit in McIntosh

I come hit all iin the stores, soon in Fnac to price shock

[Chorus - Orelsan]

If a DJ don't play our songs in nightclub is that he has both arms in plaster

I just blow up everything in the bins, look at the CD jump of the radius

If a radio don't play our song without stop is that the playlist have a bug

Don't worry about the future, we ensures the succession

If the concert hall is empty is that nobody lives in this city

O.R.E.L., Chil-P, Rap of Resurrection

A girl who don't want me to fuck her is lesbian

And if you got some good phases lying, that's because they're mine

[Verse 3 - Chil-P]

Even without your fucking seats, the sound will plead guilty, stay seated

From Monday to Thursday, to me rap is a game says

Man, don't look for where the shine of my illegal lyrics comes from

Sscream "Yeah!" man and raises your son's and your wife's fists

But where's the drama? Assassinates with a microphone

Don't play the hot guy it will end with tourniquets, wounded

MC it must bleeds we give in excess

And if I murder you your death will be brief, my sound teach it to you

When I shoot everyone run, my lyrics are cartdriges

Don't play the storng guy whereas when you listen my sound I know you're wet

If you're calm, make us know it, it's that my song make enjoy your sister eh!

Skread production, we walk in submarine like the squad

Me I want it to Jump Op, if I'm hardcore it stay Hip-Hop

No need to steal me, my lyrics are cartdriges from a shotgun

Too dirty is my song and 2-4-6 nigga you can't handle anymore

My rap represent Epinay-sur-Seine, and even a little more