Promoe - Eurotrash lyrics

[Chorus: Leeroy 2x] Ils veulent direct la cailla**e gagner le fric avant l'heure oubliant d'pa**er l'message boy Tout l'monde veut rafler I'pactole odolâtré telle une star ne connaissant même pas les bases [Verse 1: Promoe] Hiphop started in the Bronx, or was in Africa? I don't really know when, what a tragic amba**ador I'd make for the culture or was it a movement Or was it an industry full of consumers? Full of politics is there any improvement? Is this my heritage or am I intruding? Treading hollow ground or am I telling the truth when I say what I say man I do what I'm doing What's really the truth? OK: from my point of view then Looptroop is the hottest except for Saïan Supa Crew and We don't deal with the media's old you're out and you're in Too much brown nosing breath smelling like urine Stop believing their hype man they all got you fooled man To me Dipsh** ain't droppin no juelz and Who else, 50? He ain't really been cool since The mixtapes and I don't want back the old school since The old heroes soundin like some bitter old fools and This one is exclusive for all of the true fans Sing along with us while you push up your two hands Tell'em make way for the new revolution! [Chorus 2x] [Promoe] And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and pseudo rap Like we don't know where the Euro's at, but we still whoppin' your ol' a** [Leeroy] Tu venux que je sois cool, rama**e-moi le savion, c'est La savane, désormais le hiphop ne salue mëme plus sa Famille, au bord de la famise, las prods ont ban*lisé L'unanime, peu importe la mise mon rap à été visé, c'est La crise, de Paname à Stockolm, je reste fidèle à la base, Comme le docteur Watson l'est à Sherlock Holmes, j'en Ai vu des gogols, buffer dans le microphone, un tas de Rimes inodores, la médiocrité comme idole, ici c'est faya, Malade, sur la scène le Saïan vient te mettre à l'amende, Tu peux remballer ta cailla**e, fais péter la sono, top Chrono, Leeroy et Promoe, le flow qui t'arnaque comme Le tabac de ta Malboro...! [Promoe] And I ain't looking for no rapbeefs I'm the first for admit I ain't build for that sh** And those beefs ain't nothing but Promotion campaigns Part of the circus I'm going against I just felt the need to be calling out names And expose the keyplayers and what they're calling the game They're all caught in the think - Ey yo Leeroy! Sing the chorus again he goes: [Chorus 2x] [Promoe] And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and sued ol' rap, like we don't know where the euro's at, but we still whoppin' your all a** And you can call it Eurotrash, whatever man you won't last bending over for that good old cash, hiphop's run by businessmen and bureaucrats