Caresse Auditive (Prod. S.O.A.P)
At my local off license, the owner's not right
He'll grab a broomstick and use on two kids, screaming 'Stop violence'
In a minute, saying 'don't come and play around me'
But the villain makes a killing off of underaged alchees
And at the launderette where money might get laundered
They can't clean nothing, i swear there's mud inside their water
Trust me, i should warn ya the price is only right if you don't mind your clothes coming back a couple sizes smaller
We got a betting shop opposite a betting shop
So we bet a lot on which one'll pull all the bettings off
The net cafe stays packed as a prison cell
So it's no wonder why the rap biz is missing sales
And the grocery store get their dough in for sure, but still they try and roll like they're poor
Soon as you go in the door, you see a big fat roach on the floor, next to a crisp pack looking like it's been opened before but
Don't scream
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream mais tu peux crier quand même
Le Hip Hop Momo c'est mon domaine
Tu veux prendre la vibe viens j't'emmène
Fais voir ce que t'as dans l'abdomen
J'veux qu'même les gros lards jump et que les gringalets slam
Quand on fout le feu on jette du rhum mais ça n'éteint pas les flammes
Ca les ravive ça les attise ça met les massives en feu
T'as l'air happy mon gars c'est la tise lèche tes babines quand je
Prends le microphone pour tater ton public je ne veux pas qu'il s'endorme j'ai
De la vitamine qu'on t'amène à coups de musique pour te remettre vite en forme
Soap et le Yosh lâchent des bombes tout le monde tape des bonds
Fous le bordel avant que l'on file à l'anglaise et que mon équipe en loge fasse les cons
Et on finira les bouteilles ce soir (et on)
Finira saouls sans s'en apercevoir (et on)
Aura la gueule de bois comme chaque lendemain
Car quand y'a Big Yosh le p'tit Rhum est rarement loin
Objectif: foutre la merde à chaque show (chaque show)
T'abreuver de bons lyrics et fat flows (fat flow)
Que nos dates soient toutes mortelles
Et c'est le cas tant que le public devant moi fout l'bordel (alors)
Lève la main mets la haut tout comme le niveau que l'on est venu pour te donner
Ne t'inquiète pas vu que le lendemain minimes sont les chances de t'en rappeler
Mysdiggi Yosh tu sais que le combo claque
Lève ta main en l'air et brûle un boomboclaat
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
Don't scream, don't even make a sound
My rap tunes prove i get movement out of a statue
Is that true ? nah it's not true it's matter of fact fool
Even the cool of the coolest crack in a capsule
But i take a few of the foolish back into rap school
With every tight rhyme, penning my lines drinking very fine wine till it's beddy-bye-time
Take a step in my mind, run around my maze
And you'll find out what it's like when you're around my way
People wonder how i stay a float with sharks around the water
I just tell 'em, head for the market round the corner
And ask around for Paula, ask her how she bought herself apartments out in Malta, selling carpets out her Corsa
And then there's Donna too, she looks a bit like that model Hoops but not as cute
She made a lot of loot selling rotten fruit
Do what you gotta do's the motto round here
Where people make money though there ain't a lot around here we still
Jump, Jump, Jump