Lyrics of Recyclé - Hocus Pocus, Fred Wesley, Stro the 89th Key

Recyclé (original)

L'évolution, finalement on l’a différée
Car le serpent s’est mordu la queue et l’a digéré
Le texte qui suit n’est pas plus
Qu’un constat des abus de déjà vu
Recyclé comme la page que j’gratte, les phrases que j’rappe
Et les occasions de me taire que j’rate
Ton look à la mode d’il y a 20 ans
70's, 80's recyclées à chaque printemps
Recyclé comme tes déchets nucléaires
Mais seulement dans un millier d’millénaires
Ton histoire dont on n’tire aucune
Leçon et tes leçons d’histoire pleines de lacunes
Recyclé comme ces papiers que tu n’as pas
Tu as 7 ans, dont 6 en France mais tu n’es pas chez toi
Car ici hospitalité, humanité, fraternité
Rime avec…
Recyclé !
People, is time to wake up, it’s new millennium, gimmie some brain
move
Recyclé !
You is ugly in 1974 and still ugly in 2004
Recyclé !
We see the same thing over and over again, there’s a new stuff there
Recyclé !
It’s time for the new things, new form, new boom, gimmie some dope
Recyclé comme ce morceau oublié, gravé sur face B
Samplé, devient tube de l'été
Trop souvent fabriqué, formaté
Refrain-couplet, refrain-couplet
Recyclé comme les déchets de la télé-poubelle
La célébrité et ceux prêts à tuer pour elle
Ton déjeuner devant le journal de Pernaut
Tes collègues de Bordeaux, ta collec' de porno
La machine à recycler ne manque pas d’appétit
Et s’occupe des grandes ordures comme les plus petites
Celles aux bras longs est rarement inquiétée
Car ici immunité rime avec…
Recyclé !
I’ve seen this video, Stevie Wonder was doing the same thing in 1964
Recyclé !
I see this rappers when they talk about rich class, go that for,
use to the form
Recyclé !
I know what I’m talkin' about i don’t make around back in the days
and oh
Recyclé !
A bigger bomb, we’re gonna get it, Janet, bro, him, come on !
Recyclé comme ton jeans usé à l'état neuf
La série de 20h20 que regarde ta meuf
Ce mannequin reconverti en actrice
Reconvertie en chanteuse, reconvertie en junkie
Recyclé comme tes clips de Gangsta Rap
Et Johnny en guest star à la Star Ac'
Ta nouvelle chanson française qui roule les «R»
Ton piano à bretelles, ta baguette et ton camembert
Recyclé comme ce qu’il reste des tours jumelles
Les boîtes noires et l’enquête sur ces jours funestes
Ces images qu’on croirait truquées
Car ici réalité rime avec…
Recyclé !
We’re seeing the same thing over and over and over again,
do you the newer
Recyclé !
Pick-up the news when i be telling lies unless we’re seeing it on a
plain new alphascreen
Recyclé !
Sick of this same old thing, same rappers, same singers
Recyclé !
Ladies and gentleman is time for a change, not a change in your
pocket, real change
Recyclé !
Recyclé !
You got a lot to say but say it in a different way
You did it like this, you did it like that
You keep the same old beat, you keep the same old groove
You got to make it new if you want to make me move
Recyclé !

(translation)

Evolution, finally we postponed it
For the serpent bit its tail and digested it
The text that follows is not more
Only an acknowledgment of the abuse of deja vu
Recycled like the page I scratch, the sentences I rap
And the opportunities to shut up that I miss
Your fashionable look from 20 years ago
70's, 80's recycled every spring
Recycled like your nuclear waste
But only in a thousand millennia
Your story from which we don't draw any
Lesson and your history lessons full of gaps
Recycled like those papers you don't have
You are 7 years old, including 6 in France but you are not at home
Because here hospitality, humanity, fraternity
Rhymes with…
Recycled!
People, is time to wake up, it's new millennium, gimmie some brain
move
Recycled!
You are ugly in 1974 and still ugly in 2004
Recycled!
We see the same thing over and over again, there's a new stuff there
Recycled!
It's time for the new things, new form, new boom, gimmie some dope
Recycled like this forgotten piece, etched on B-side
Sampled, becomes a summer hit
Too often fabricated, formatted
Chorus-verse, chorus-verse
Recycled like Trash TV waste
Fame and those willing to kill for it
Your lunch in front of Pernaut's newspaper
Your colleagues from Bordeaux, your porn collection
The recycling machine does not lack appetite
And takes care of the big garbage like the little ones
Those with long arms are seldom worried
Because here immunity rhymes with…
Recycled!
I've seen this video, Stevie Wonder was doing the same thing in 1964
Recycled!
I see this rappers when they talk about rich class, go that for,
use to the form
Recycled!
I know what I'm talkin' about i don't make around back in the days
and oh
Recycled!
A bigger bomb, we're gonna get it, Janet, bro, him, come on!
Recycled like your used jeans like new
The 8:20 p.m. series that your girl is watching
This model turned actress
Turned into a singer, turned into a junkie
Recycled like your Gangsta Rap music videos
And Johnny guest star at Star Ac'
Your new French song that rolls the "R"
Your braces piano, your baguette and your camembert
Recycled as what's left of the twin towers
Black boxes and the investigation of those dark days
These images that seem to be faked
Because here reality rhymes with...
Recycled!
We're seeing the same thing over and over and over again,
do you the newer
Recycled!
Pick-up the news when i be telling lies unless we're seeing it on a
plain new alphascreen
Recycled!
Sick of this same old thing, same rappers, same singers
Recycled!
Ladies and gentleman is time for a change, not a change in your
pocket, real change
Recycled!
Recycled!
You got a lot to say but say it in a different way
You did it like this, you did it like that
You keep the same old beat, you keep the same old groove
You got to make it new if you want to make me move
Recycled!