Bienv'nue au sein d'ce drôle de royaume Là où chacun a son rôle, qu'il soit adulte ou môme Rôder parmi la faune, tel est notre baume Osez salir vos paumes et gare aux cyclones de la zone C'est l'errance dans ce pays loufoque De Patagonie jusqu'à Vladivostok Des salves de pálinka dans la panse entre amis Serait-on en Transylvanie ? Ici, quand les shits ne sont pas gras, les sourires flanchent Ici, la vengeance est un plat qui donne des carences Ici, la danse est de mise et très franche Si la transe vous vise, bougez vos hanches Et lorsque le déluge viendra, montez chez nous On ouvrira nos bras, notre refuge pour vous Voici la colline cosmique et les portes de sa baraque Sur laquelle il pleut des cordes vocales à nos arcs

We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks when they move their hips We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks (chicks chicks) if they show their tits I love my chicks (chicks!) when they're naked Or shits (shits!) get complicated There's sunshine when she's gone So I carry on not alone with the bright of words The world become crazy if my girls ain't horny And this melody is may be a trap lady Am I still funny ahead of the prettiest pussy? Clean your clit and tits for the party I'm a silly Frenchman and can prove it right now "Voulez-vous coucher avec lui ce soir ?" I'm a wildcat of the woods, catch my sword-cock Put it in your case, oh no! Don't be locked I talk more to Wanda than to Michael Jackson I'm psycho but european unlike Bret Easton Ellis Don't fuck with the mad cow girl disease and kill the progress Please, take a deep breath instead of play chess We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks when they move their hips We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks (chicks chicks) if they show their tits Trust me softly, provided you like milk and honey We must let the war for people without mercy Milf or teen moves as fast as the bpm of that track You won't be my queen except if you give me your back You work my mind every hour, slut It's time to shut up and suck my Lol-Hip-Hop Drink 51, think 69 I'm the ugly white duck because I sign with a black swan The eyes of the tiger look at your body, bitch I kick the beat and win the princess even if she's a witch We're together in a dark room, don't eat any shrooms And be ready for a night with a shark, welcome to my cartoon Which makes you smell the bloom, makes me feel the moon Makes "boom" within our doom due to a broom of the gloom Easy goin' on the funk baby, you're lucky Never too drunk to fuck, never lazy We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks when they move their hips We love girls, girls, but naked girls We like chicks (chicks chicks) if they show their tits

It seems that men are inherently bad Perhaps perhaps... We're like cats in a bag At the start of my mission, I had fair intentions But I sharply made a sad conclusion Although some kindly people are taking good decisions Almost nobody's going to the same direction Most of the time, they choose the evil And smash your spine from behind with a cruel smile Those hell's dogs rule by the betrayal The nose full of the royal drugs. They're loyal To the cash. That's normal 'cause they've a task So understand them and put on this moral mask Just watch out for the strange game In any case, it won't change and there's no blame We have the eyes wide shut. Don't worry about the shame Put your hands in the air! Glory to the flames! I detain the knowledge of being prince, my friends Since my legs and my brain took the same train Years after years, you stand for my name Put your hands in the air! Glory to the flames! I've got a 45 in my black suit On the top of the stack, cheers to the puppeteers group! I'm like the emerald cockroach wasp We brainwash the mass who's continuing to drink the flask Yes, watch the advertising please In order to let the breeze freeze you on your knees Stay superficial. There's no return Take this universal way until the earth burns My advice is to select the vice Unless your intellect wants gentleness without price In that event, be careful as Matthew McAnuff Or the Death will sue you, I don't bluff From the tip of the pyramid, the stuff is raw Inside the legitimate elite above the law The pride of this unique unit is shiny Sono Niccolò Machiavelli, arrivederci I detain the knowledge of being prince, my friends Since my legs and my brain took the same train Years after years, you stand for my name Put your hands in the air! Glory to the flames!

You see (oh!) unless you’re sightless The M.I.C. on the hill like Cypress It’s cosmically healing. No tenseness From evening to morning to night, yes Let’s have some comic chill Come fight against illness with music drills We’re used to killing the sickly swag And keeping our bills into a body bag Drop atomic skills on the spot, or not Deep meaning or silly LolHipHop We’re taking care of simple freedom And sharing wisdom beyond the horizon Thanks to humble lions and noble snakes. Is it possible? We dedicate to all those who fuck up the rumble My tales are often dumb but I ain’t a loser My thumb is up! Call me Agent Dale Cooper Let me rock on the mic All night long Fuck up the fight That’s the low fresh song You see (oh!) unless you’re sightless The M.I.C. on the hill like Cypress It’s cosmically healing. No tenseness From evening to morning to night, yes I am a shark in a bowl on a board from the space And the people look so dark as the matter on the race Now they face the hardest part, the competitor They can’t endorse the fact that I’ve already lived before Who’ll be the one to follow my sprint? You live with signs but no instinct You wake up in the morning with no feelings Enough medical healing to enjoy destroying Decisions become harder, harder When nothing seems to matter, matter You resolve it with marijuana So deserve to get any “booyah! booyah!” I’ll kill ’em and dig all night long "ding-dong" You know my ki became so strong I’ll give up no shit anymore Knock knock knock! We hit the door Let me rock on the mic All night long Fuck up the fight That’s the low fresh song You see (oh!) unless you’re sightless The M.I.C. on the hill like Cypress It’s cosmically healing. No tenseness From evening to morning to night, yes YOU SEE NOW, EVEN IF YOU'RE SIGHTLESS THE M.I.C. ON THE HILL LIKE CYPRESS IT'S COSMICALLY HEALING. NO TENSENESS FROM EVENING TO MORNING TO NIGHT, YES