La mort du disque [English translation]

[Intro: Orelsan]

How lame is that! Ah, this motherfucker, he screwed us over with his shitty album! Wait, wait, let me see the record...

[Verse 1: Orelsan]

Can you lend me your bat? We're gonna break its box

Stop that motherfucker from moving while I knock him

No need to listen, I know it's shit just with the tracklist

We're coming into the studio to erase every track, we're gonna blow your graphic artist's fingers off

Your cover: we burn it, tears the pages one by one , one by one?

One by one! We make cards, we smoke it

I'll put your album in the car and crash it against a wall

Give me your model after the concert, it ends up under the wheels of the tour bus

Your son of a bitch album, I'm throwing an atomic bomb at it.

I'm downloading it illegally and blowing up my hard drive

We're gonna steal your CD, we're gonna hit your CD.

I'll put my dick in the puck and we're gonna rape your CD

We're gonna rape your CD!

[Interlude: Gringe]

Wow, wow, easy, easy Orel, but why are you angry? Nah, nah, nah, me, I think that...

[Verse 2: Gringe]

I put toed Doc Martens, I put a Pointard in its head

I'm practicing tap dancing on its dirty faggot face

I put it on bread, eat it and throw up on the cover

We're going to frisbee with it, put it in a cassette player

Bastard! I'm gonna give it a nice scrub with crushed glass

Burn it alive, bring you the ashes and make you sniff it

We will cut your CD, tie it up and torture your CD

We'll peel it skin and grate some lemons on your CD

You want to know what I think it is? It's gonna rain shit this fall

Why? Because it's a piece of shit, I want to cut off one like Van Gogh.

We abort it descendants, we burn it fallopian tubes

We're gonna break it white teeth, elbow on it bitch face!

[Chorus: Orelsan & Gringe]

We're gonna kill your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

Your CD! Your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

We're gonna kill your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

Your CD! Your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

We're gonna kill your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

Your CD! Your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

We're gonna kill your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

Your CD! Your CD! We're gonna kill your CD!

[Transition Outro]

"O-. ... Well we were hanging out, we were among friends, we made, I don't know, well some teen stupid stuff, rollerblading ...

Bouteille - Rollerblading, I was sure you were going to tell me this: rollerblading, skiing, climbing, well white stuff. Clément, Olivier, Franck ...

B. - But I mean, what were you doing at the time, you and Gringe?

O. - Well we didn't knew each other yet, actually

G. - Not yet, yeah

O. - I was in Alencon, Gringe, he was in Cergy. And me, I loved that time!

G. - Roh, me too, damn ... "

• Artist:Casseurs Flowters
• Album:Orelsan et Gringe sont les Casseurs Flowters