C'est que du rap [English translation]

[Couplet 1: Oli]

Hello rappers, It’s been a longtime

We got the whole of France singing like a choir

As we wait for the impostors we're making money

You almost forgot the sound of good rap

A feature of Black M and Sopra is priceless

We rap about stuff on no particular topic on a good beat

Come along, we’re rapping, come along, we’re chiseling a little dirty freestyle on the same slab as the time when we used to perform at your first parties

You're nodding your head secretly don’t lie (no)

It’s the Toulousians, the Marseillais and the Parisian

We rap for adults and kids

In five years I’ll buy back all the Haribo factories

Kid, if you’re scared, be careful and tactful

I used to dream of becoming a rapper, I would copy Sexion and Psy 4

In the small halls as a team we used to give freestyles till midnight

I didn’t kill 2Pac, I wasn’t born, man, that’s my alibi

For the snare drum I was sure that you’d like it

The experts have returned, those who have made it without intending to

Forget it, your career looks worn out

Been rapping for six years but still got the luck of a beginner

It’s strange, the more I love them, the more they hate me

I’m fuming, I write it as if it were my first text

They disgust me, I promise, I’ll lift the cup this year

They didn’t invent the powder

They shove it in their noses

Here are the features of the year, a well-formed team

Platinums, principles, crazy big hits

Technique, like a well delivered punch

In stoppage time, you can’t determine who raps better

It’s difficult but if you work, you’ll be able to do same

On Aladdin’s mat, I took off

It was made so well, we’re sorry

They were mockers, we were confident

Hello rappers, it’s been a longtime

Oli

[Couplet 2: Black M]

I don’t have a master I’m not a slave give me my ESTA

I have to take on the States, baby como esta?

I have become a star, little hater what’s your problem?

Diallo flow DSK nigga don’t test me

I’m based in space, Marine given that she takes off

I’m the eternal hashtag, my rhyme spreads seriously

You suck, it’s not that bad, catch me if you can

I do my tac-tac thing, I change gear in my 4X4

GLE all black, H&M the bastards

400 years of slavery

To err is human but this one deserves a potato

I never gave up rap who’s up for a one-on-one

Man, time flies but don’t pretend as if you don’t remember me

Little doggie woof woof, I land the flow like a smack from a bear

Ask JR, I wasn’t born yesterday

I play dead when the enemy attempts the deathblow

Rha ta ta ta ta this couplet is catastrophic

They're panicking, I’m in hakuna matata mode

Sorry I don’t do trap, rapping doesn't hurt

(Bigflo and Oli sleight of hand)

Go tell them that I’m not passing by

Go tell them that (in) the next album I attack (Phoenix like Sopra)

Screw up the deals, the story of the Black

In ten years that’s what will be told

[Refrain: Bigflo, Oli, Soprano & Black M]

They want to know how much I earn, it’s just rap!

If it works with women, it’s just rap!

They want us to make an show of ourselves, it’s just rap!

But tell me, what are you talking about, it’s just rap!

Oli Bigflo (Bigflo), Big Black (Big Black)

Soprano (Soprano), it’s just rap, it’s just rap!

I don’t understand why you are talking, it’s just rap!

It’s been a longtime since we waited for that, it’s just rap!

[Couplet 3: Bigflo]

Lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-looks like you want some rap

So with the Black and Soprano we distribute slaps

With that, you won’t be able to sponsor it, star on the plate

You’re going to sweat so much pinball that you’re going to create a pool

That’s for rappers, all lovers (of rhyme)

So hide it with your little sister (get it?)

We’re not afraid of whatever they say about that

We’re in control of the industry (of music)

The four of us have blown off all the stats

The four of us are more heavyweight than Sony or Universal

The four of us make up 50% of the employee turnover of Fnac

The four of us have what it takes to fill hundreds of stadia

So, tell me why you are talking?

(You don’t get it we don’t listen when you talk)

It’s not your fault my friend don’t take it the wrong way

We don’t have time, we’re either in the studio or at a festival

Ah, I have way too much flow

On the quite beat I go for a ride

Look I can shift smoothly then come back like when I'm hanging out at your girl’s place when you’re not around

It’s not my fault if she gets aroused when I rap

They look for me as if I were the last tacos in Mexico

Cool it, pack of animals

Looks like diabetics on Haribo packets

You understand that I smile every morning

Darling, I’m taking you to town, put on your pumps

Rapper brains in ramequins

If money makes you look good, I’m now a model

So, tell me why you are talking

You don’t get it we don’t listen when you talk

It’s not your fault my friend I'm telling you once more

We’ve all gone platinum tell us when you’ll go gold

At least gold record, at least

Before that…

[Couplet 4: Soprano]

I promised to be true, didn’t promise to be poor

Promised to be true, didn’t promise to be you

20 years on the roof, accepted my fate

Don’t do Thibaut Courtois (champion)

Get your hands out of your butt you’re a has-been

Like the dab or the jerk, the tecktonik

Or the ice bucket you probably think I’m dead in the game

But watch out for my rocket launcher on your little dickhead

You’re the age of a rugrat your street cred comes from a test tube

I’m going to be honest as the great Solaar said: “You’re obsolete. You’re not muscular, idiot, you just have shoulder pads”

I have the Balboa flow the smack of a boa

I have too much liquid you’re thirsty have a drink

Your career doesn’t take off

Mine is drawn with a ruler, yours with a compass

Yeah, I have no limits

You can hear me rap, sing or drop lots and lots of gimmicks

I’ve been having a string of hits since you were being breastfed

I trample the statistics underfoot with merit

Being myself in the middle of this comical place

Yeah, it’s crazy, too many rude people

I handle the flow like a solid revolver

In the middle of these ewes

Dolly, I’m in the real world like Bigflo and Oli

Alpha the beat is demolished

I rally the old and new generation

I’m so hot you’re going to suffer a dirty sunstroke (yeah I had better stop)

[Refrain: Bigflo, Oli, Soprano & Black M]

They want to know how much I earn, it’s just rap!

If it works with women, it’s just rap!

They want us to make an show of ourselves, it’s just rap!

But tell me, what are you talking about, it’s just rap!

Oli Bigflo (Bigflo), Big Black (Big Black)

Soprano (Soprano), it’s just rap, it’s just rap!

I don’t understand why you are talking, it’s just rap!

It’s been a longtime since we waited for that, it’s just rap!

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• Artist:Bigflo et Oli
• Album:La Vie de Rêve