Lyrics of Hip Hop ? - Hocus Pocus, The Procussions

Hip Hop ? (original)

One-two, yo
Check it out, yo
The Procussions in the house, yo
Hocus Pocus in the house, yo
J’suis tombé sur un vieux clip de Grandmaster Flash
Hey !
T’as vu c’type et sa dégaine de barge
Là j'étais scié, son style m’a fusillé: Ha ha ha ha !
Sapé comme le keuf des Y.M.C.A
A base de cuirs serrés, à l'époque banal
Et des bottes comme celles de Francis Lalanne
J’sais qu’c’est un classique, mais qu’on m’enterre
Si c’est ça nos origines vestimentaires
Quoique, regarde ce qu’on porte dans les clips
No shame, en fait nos sapes sont toujours aussi cheap
Hip-Hop !
Les diamants énormes sur les lobes
Bullshit !
Les tasses-pé qu’ont oublié leurs robes
J’suis pas convaincu mais au moins ça évolue
Un peu plus que leurs perfectos et leurs têtes velues
J’me dis qu’avec nos styles ridicules
Dans 10 ans on risque de s’marrer quand on s’reverra avec du recul
Hip-Hop !
Les diamants énormes sur les lobes
Hip-Hop !
Les tasses-pé qu’ont oublié leurs robes
Hip-Hop !
Les baskets et les casquettes
Hip-Hop !
J’crois qu'ça s’passe plutôt dans la tête
Hip-Hop !
Les sapes extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
J’ai dit extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
Les dollars comme seul objectif
Hip-Hop !
C’est juste un esprit positif
I got a passion, it’s not just a habit
It’s B-boy mentality deeper than any cavity
Way beyond fashion or any kind of salary
A quick elixir mixed with a heavy dose of reality
It’s too complicated for the minds outside the lines
Drawn when the volume of drums gets over nine
I’m a part of a movement not meant for the clueless
Use this in your curriculum when teachin' the students
It’s not who’s it, what’s it, who seems to be controlling it
It’s the future of Hip-Hop and how we are unfolding it
It’s traveled down the road that every genre must walk down
Hip-Hop is on the ledge and it needs to be talked down
The renaissance to the untimely death
The revival of a culture or survival of a soldier
Brought by the common people of poverty and need
I’m a voice, it’s a tool, God let the world see
You must be out of ya mind
If you think the way you dress will serve to help the way you rhyme
Some people put their image first then self gets left behind
So when you search within the verse it’s best that you be blind
You’re remarkably designed your equal is hard to find
If you’re unsatisfied, take it up with the divine
Cause we don’t got the time and if you go to me
I’ll say your better off just being who you supposed to be
Hip-Hop !
Les diamants énormes sur les lobes
Hip-Hop !
Les tasses-pé qu’ont oublié leurs robes
Hip-Hop !
Big egos and big chains
Hip-Hop !
I think it’s all inside of your brain
Hip-Hop !
Les sapes extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
J’ai dit extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
Quick money and fast rides
Hip-Hop !
Just a good feeling inside
Jogging à trois bandes
Aux pieds, des vieilles Stan Smith
Casquette trois fois trop grande
Sans oublier les fat laces
T’es Hip-Hop, mec, mais tu t’es trompé d'20 piges
Maintenant sapé comme ça, t’es house tu piges?
Ca évolue vite, trop vite j’suis désolé
Quand j’commence à kiffer un truc, c’est déjà démodé
Au moment où j'écris, c’est Air Force 1 et baggy jean
Mais à la fin d’ce couplet ça sera déjà has been.
On portera demain ce qu’aux States ils portaient hier
La France, pays de la mode, on en est pourtant fier
Oh oh !
J’suis pas dans l’trip fashion ni haute couture
Les grosses fourrures, depuis quand c’est notre culture?
J’fouille dans mes bacs plutôt qu’dans ma garde robe
J’fais du son, ouais, et pas un défilé de mode
Hip-Hop !
Les diamants énormes sur les lobes
Hip-Hop !
Les tasses-pé qu’ont oublié leurs robes
Hip-Hop !
Big egos and big chains
Hip-Hop !
I think it’s all inside of your brain
Hip-Hop !
Les sapes extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
J’ai dit extra-extra-larges
Hip-Hop !
Quick money and fast rides
Hip-Hop !
Just a good feeling inside
You see it’s one for the treble, two for the bass
Come on, yo… Come on, yo…
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes

(translation)

One-two, yo
Check it out, yo
The Procussions in the house, yo
Hocus Pocus in the house, yo
Came across an old clip from Grandmaster Flash
Hey!
Have you seen this guy and his barge look
There I was sawed, his style shot me: Ha ha ha ha!
Dressed up like the Y.M.C.A cop
Based on tight leathers, at the time commonplace
And boots like Francis Lalanne's
I know it's a classic, but bury me
If this is our clothing origins
Though, look what we're wearing in the clips
No shame, in fact our clothes are still so cheap
Hip Hop!
Huge diamonds on the lobes
Bullshit!
The mugs that their dresses have forgotten
I'm not convinced but at least it's changing
A little more than their perfectos and their hairy heads
I tell myself that with our ridiculous styles
In 10 years we risk laughing when we see each other again with hindsight
Hip Hop!
Huge diamonds on the lobes
Hip Hop!
The mugs that their dresses have forgotten
Hip Hop!
Sneakers and Caps
Hip Hop!
I think it's more in the head
Hip Hop!
Extra-extra-large saps
Hip Hop!
I said extra-extra-large
Hip Hop!
Dollars as the sole objective
Hip Hop!
It's just a positive spirit
I got a passion, it's not just a habit
It's B-boy mentality deeper than any cavity
Way beyond fashion or any kind of salary
A quick elixir mixed with a heavy dose of reality
It's too complicated for the minds outside the lines
Drawn when the volume of drums gets over nine
I'm a part of a movement not meant for the clueless
Use this in your curriculum when teachin' the students
It's not who's it, what's it, who seems to be controlling it
It's the future of Hip-Hop and how we are unfolding it
It's traveled down the road that every genre must walk down
Hip-Hop is on the ledge and it needs to be talked down
The Renaissance to the Untimely Death
The revival of a culture or survival of a soldier
Brought by the common people of poverty and need
I'm a voice, it's a tool, God let the world see
You must be out of ya mind
If you think the way you dress will serve to help the way you rhyme
Some people put their image first then self gets left behind
So when you search within the verse it's best that you be blind
You're remarkably designed your equal is hard to find
If you're unsatisfied, take it up with the divine
Cause we don't got the time and if you go to me
I'll say your better off just being who you supposed to be
Hip Hop!
Huge diamonds on the lobes
Hip Hop!
The mugs that their dresses have forgotten
Hip Hop!
Big egos and big chains
Hip Hop!
I think it's all inside of your brain
Hip Hop!
Extra-extra-large saps
Hip Hop!
I said extra-extra-large
Hip Hop!
Quick money and fast rides
Hip Hop!
Just a good feeling inside
Three stripe joggers
At the feet, old Stan Smiths
Cap three times too big
Without forgetting the fat laces
You're Hip-Hop, man, but you were 20 years wrong
Now undermined like this, you house, you get it?
It evolves quickly, too quickly I'm sorry
When I start to like something, it's already outdated
As I write it's Air Force 1 and baggy jeans
But by the end of this verse it will already be has-been.
We'll wear tomorrow what in the States they wore yesterday
France, country of fashion, we are nevertheless proud of it
Oh oh !
I'm not into trip fashion or haute couture
Big furs, since when is it our culture?
I search in my bins rather than in my wardrobe
I do sound, yeah, and not a fashion show
Hip Hop!
Huge diamonds on the lobes
Hip Hop!
The mugs that their dresses have forgotten
Hip Hop!
Big egos and big chains
Hip Hop!
I think it's all inside of your brain
Hip Hop!
Extra-extra-large saps
Hip Hop!
I said extra-extra-large
Hip Hop!
Quick money and fast rides
Hip Hop!
Just a good feeling inside
You see it's one for the treble, two for the bass
Come on, yo... Come on, yo...
Clap your hands everybody, if you got what it takes