Totem - Vald

T’as l’air de croire qu’c’est l’bruit du cochon

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Hein?

Alors qu’c’est moi qui dérape

Et qui rafale sur ta gueule de pochtron, ta gueule de pauvre con

Ta gueule de… Où est-ce qu’on va?

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) Hein?

Hein?

Ferme ta gueule, tu t’enfonces

Ferme ta gueule, tu m’offenses

Trop d’pétasses se disent fortes, NQNT disloque

Ton cul, ta chatte, ton esprit, bitch, on peut remplir les dix slots,

donc cherche pas la discorde

J’dis «stop», mais dis «s'te plaît», bitch

Prends tes distances 'vec ton pistolet (pah, pah)

Exactement, l'État te ment et, l’département, c’est v’là l’de-mon (oui)

Toi, tu fournis l’offre, mais personne demande

La plupart te déteste

J’lâche que des textes qui schlassent les fesses

Ça t’en bouche un coin, Satan bouge au loin mais pas chez moi

Toujours prêt à m'élever, toujours partant pour un joint

Tu t’poses des questions, un suppo' et c’est bon

Ouais, grosse dépression, t’es comme:

«La Terre est ronde, donc il m’faut des ronds»

Non, non, fausse rébellion

Tu marches, mais t’es mort (mort)

Tu n’mâches que des ossements d’vache

T’es lâche, et tu caches que t’es là, (là)

Juste las sans raison, tu jactes mais tes actes démontrent

(Ah, oui) Souris devant les fleurs, bitch

Bouquine devant les cœurs vides (oui, oui)

La réponse est en toi, t’as d’quoi défoncer l’angoisse

T’as l’choix d'être bon, marche droit et monte, bitch

Lâche pas, fais ton Schmilblick (blick, blick, blick)

La vie est oblique, et ton chemin est prodigieux

Flex, flex, flex

Trop d’pétasses se disent fortes, NQNT disloque

Ton cul, ta chatte, ton esprit, bitch, on peut remplir les dix slots,

donc cherche pas la discorde

J’dis «stop», mais dis «s'te plaît», bitch

Prends tes distances 'vec ton pistolet (pah, pah)

Flex, flex, flex

You seem to think it's the noise of the pig

(Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na) Huh?

While it's me who slips

And which bursts on your face of pochtron, your face of poor idiot

Shut up... Where are we going?

(Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah) Huh?

Eh?

Shut the fuck up, you're sinking

Shut the fuck up, you offend me

Too many bitches say they are strong, NQNT dislocates

Your ass, your pussy, your mind, bitch, we can fill all ten slots,

so don't seek discord

I say "stop", but say "please", bitch

Get your distance 'with your gun (pah, pah)

Exactly, the state is lying to you and, the department, that's the de-mon (yes)

You provide the offer, but no one asks

Most hate you

I only drop texts that schlassant the buttocks

It's got your back, Satan's moving away but not in my house

Always ready to elevate, always up for a joint

You ask yourself questions, a suppo' and it's good

Yeah, big depression, you're like:

"The Earth is round, so I need rounds"

No, no, false rebellion

You walk, but you're dead (dead)

You only chew cow bones

You're a coward, and you hide that you're there, (there)

Just weary for no reason, you rant but your deeds show

(Ah, yes) Smile at the flowers, bitch

Book in front of empty hearts (yes, yes)

The answer is in you, you have enough to smash the anguish

You got a choice to be good, walk straight up and up, bitch

Don't give up, do your Schmilblick (blick, blick, blick)

Life is oblique, and your path is prodigious

Flex, flex, flex

Too many bitches say they are strong, NQNT dislocates

Your ass, your pussy, your mind, bitch, we can fill all ten slots,

so don't seek discord

I say "stop", but say "please", bitch

Get your distance 'with your gun (pah, pah)

Flex, flex, flex