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PERCUBABA AND ME LIVE IN PARIS LAST YEAR...
STILL CAN'T SLEEP SO I PRACTICE MY ENGLISH UNTILL I'LL BE ABLE TO WRITE FLUENTLY
HERE'S THE TRANSLATION OF THE FIRST TRACK, BITCH
Bombaclaat, there's no justice, no peace
The atmosphere is sad and the air is desertic
I wish you'd fill your brain cells with practice
Vice's accomplices can get themselve fried out in hell
All that I do is to say it and to write it in verses
It's war in between motherland's sons
For anything and its contrary, Hitler's partner's
Put it up to you "blitzkrieg" and cops throw you on the ground
That's the lasers and the missiles' thunders
It's clear that we fill life out of earth
While the termites cancerates, hermits observe
And meditate onearth's origin
The dangers enclose you in their claws, we levitate in the airs
But we bury what persists in open sea
The residues in the content of a crater, in the abyssal zone
Worse than the pyramids in Egypt, that preserves
A perfidious gift that we reserve for our sons
In our arteries the pump assistants refine and insert
Unhealthy heroin which disappears in the airs
And prevents seeds of to bud out in the desert
Sarkozy, fuck your mother you son of a whore
You sacrifice mother-earth on Belzebuth' furnace bridge
Like Putin, your opponents, you want to them to execute 'em
With the service of the perverts who persecute the weak ones
You want to handle of Karcher, work with town hall
To collect the excrement on the ground, you punk-ass retard
Stop playing B-series Light comedy police chiefs
I can't see you in poster, your face makes me puke
You're just a man of straw, you have irritated anus
And no authority on your own kids
Your own son is a producer of rap rabble
Your old bitch plated ace you and that works you out serious
Stop acting as if you were 2pac in " Me against the world"
When you post with a luxury whore, escort-girl
Your party is the whores of the United States's one
Since De Gaulle is the one that made us become their colony
Keep protecting ex-nazis
While the youth get dumb with alcohol and extasy
France, love it or leave, what would you think about Asia
Since we're going to be soon demographically invede
At that hour, motherfuck democracy
Considering that the bread they let us eat is too stale
We won't make the sleeve sitting in the subway
To beg two or three crumbs from the bureaucracy
I see red, I am in like Corrida-mode
You cheeks the Zorros -faschist, Me I say "dead to the cows (pigs)"
Old-school style "state is me" like in a monarchy
More corrupted than a hooker, you bite the bakshisch
You ran out with the cash-register, but what did you with the loot?
You went out like dog and got it stole out your ass by actresses
You took part in the financing of massive weapons sale
Or for the construction a Jewish racist state
Biiiiiiaaatch!
You wanna pump our cocks
But there's nothing for your glottis in our trousers
You rub yourselfout, you just a fag
Ain't nuthing to do, boycott, one does not need pals