Hippocampe Fou - Mad Seahorse in London lyrics

[Intro] Mad Seahorse in London, oh my God [Couplet] I'm a high kicker, let's take a ride deeper in your mind mister I'm your guide and I give dry fever I've seen beetles deepthroatin' Justin Bieber dressin just like Jack the Ripper At the grammys for his grannies and his babysitter Oh ! Oh ! Oh ! My flow's like snow on a sombrero Honestly, you don't deserve me bro cause I'm a Monty Python, a silent lion shinin like a diamond Lord Byron called me his cold iron idol I'm tastin' a pie, lickin' a mic, ridin' a bike at the same time Ready to bite, ready to die, winnin' the fight on the ba** line I'm a pilot and a pirate, I hide my rhymes in a bagpipe I'm a kind that's sleepin in a hammack on the top of Big Ben or in Bagdad Each word is a climax, please call me : the twilight, historical Mad Max I'm a singer, a stage five ringer, this finger means : bye bye [Outro] Motherf**ers ! Mad Seahorse ! En français, on dit : "Hippocampe Fou"