<< Time does not exist rabbit (x2)
[...]...Posca Van da grandcrou, tou ma tes ton staïa, Olbrede Stoup Crou, forever...
[ Verse 1: King Ju]
Intact is my tactic, make them likeable
Taxidermic sounds coming from my airtight cave
It's like a knock-knock, (Bitch)
It repeats like a tick tick
Hypnotic trip dark, cylindrical cave
I rob you, you wiggle to house music
En starco you're scared, you've got the cut at Delahousse
I'm Stup, you're off!
Go ahead and cut your shit, I'll uncork your leaves at Destup
br/>I'm not peace, I'm not love, I'm not Chupa-Chups
I do sleight of hand, I don't run in front of a rickshaw
Must let you know, I'm like a frying pan that sticks
It's the flip, poor job!
Axe blow from the A.S.F.H
[Chorus x2]
The music is heartbreaking, it's Stup Crou
The undead rise when Stup creates
Big dedication to all the stillborn
br/>Every attack tackles you, man if you thought it was dead
(Nah, nah...)
[Verse 2: King Ju]
What- what the hell are they doing there?
I'm cutting my rib on the bone, go ahead and taste it
The same ones cry in fear when I arrive with my cutlass
You're freaking out, you've played too much, you have to slip away
You're rowing petrified, you don't have the keys because they're hidden there
You're standing there, you listen to the sound it's in your brain
You calculate the beat it's like your heart you hear it beating there
You're tripping there, the loop is floating in your brain, listen to it
Your face is ugly, go ahead and blur it!
[Chorus x2]
The music It's heartbreaking, it's Stup Crou
The undead rise when Stup creates
Big dedication to all the stillborn
Every attack tackles you, man if you thought it was dead
(Nah, nah...)
[Verse 3: King Ju]
In the CROU no smiles , we're not partying (No!)
Feel-good music, I don't give a damn
I see that the little ones are talking, and the little chatters are cackling
The carrots are cooked so on all fours casserole!
In the STUP you lisp but you are always listening
Why does the STUP scream like a seagull in fuel oil?
We is super nice, super super super cool!
We are as sweet as little cats, much nicer than the others!
[Chorus]
The undead rise when the Stup created
Big dedication to all the stillborn
Every attack hits you, man if you thought it was dead
(Nah, nah. ..) x2
[Verse 4]
You laugh like crazy when you scream for the Crou
It breaks you like the Kro, in the crom I make holes
Your jaw drops, when you nod your noggin, kid
Don't miss the boat, poor job, we'll lynch you
(Applause)
If you I thought it was dead
(No, no...)
This piece was offered to you by the CROU stupeflip
Regards, Sandrine Cacheton