Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Lieutenant , by - Vicelow. Release date: 06.07.2008
Song language: French
Lieutenant(original) |
| Toujours en ien-ch, appelle-le Snoopy |
| Il ferme son bec, il est là pour faire les bakcs |
| Sur scène sur le coté accroupi |
| Il flippe de tomber dans l’oubli |
| Lui l’inconnu attend le bonus, que la roue tourne |
| Il gratte, squatte toutes les tournées |
| Attend son heure pour donner sa fournée |
| Trois mixtapes en stock, il veut sa part du steak |
| Le regard des mecs de tèc', ne rêve même plus des States |
| Il reste là par profit, son destin s’atrophie |
| Il vieillit, il veut son trophée |
| Il se réveille aigri, l’heure est grave |
| Il veut changer de grade, sa vie est si fade |
| En quête de reconnaissance, il ne marche plus avec aisance |
| Avec ses soc', à 30 piges attend sa naissance |
| Lieutenant (x4) |
| Lieutenant veut devenir capitaine |
| Lieutenant (x3) |
| Ministre rêve d'être président |
| Rêve de résider à l'Élysée |
| A chaque défaite il récidive |
| Son idée, c’est diriger, quelques soient les dérives |
| C’est dur mais ça fait partie des rites politiques |
| Il pratique le discours indécis |
| Est sensible à tes idéaux si t’es sa cible |
| Il s’exerce devant des vidéos, anticipe les questions acides |
| Là seul, son taf est assidu |
| Il veut passer au dessus, en a marre de cé-su |
| Une carrière sans succès, c’est le suicide |
| Avide comme Mandossa, il veut changer de dossard |
| Donc il injecte son venin sans dosage |
| Adepte du vaudou moderne par lequel il endort le peuple |
| Sa vision démodée fait des dommages |
| Il a le don de prendre De Gaulle comme modèle |
| Prendre dans ses fidèles Faudel |
| En une phrase foutre le bordel |
| Lieutenant veut devenir capitaine |
| C’est ce nègre qui a lu l’histoire de ses aïeux décapités |
| Il a la rage contre la race pâle |
| A des prétextes à la pelle, ne pense plus à la paix (oh) |
| Sa haine passe avant sa peine |
| Extrême, il veut la sentence suprême |
| Il pense black, il mange black, il s’habille black |
| Il nique que des blacks, vit pour les blacks |
| Renie le taf au black et rit des blacks |
| Qui pour lui ne méritent que des claques s’ils se maquent avec une babtou |
| Il voit le mal tout partout |
| En possession d’une infini cartouche |
| Il veut réécrire à l’encre indélébile |
| L’histoire des négros dans un combat bien trop débile |
| Il trouve mes gosses trop métissés, il veut me kill |
| Furieux, se sent-il inférieur? |
| Sait-il que le vrai combat se fait à l’intérieur? |
| (translation) |
| Always in ien-ch, call him Snoopy |
| He shuts his mouth, he's here to do the bakcs |
| On stage on the squat side |
| It freaks out to fall into oblivion |
| He the stranger is waiting for the bonus, let the wheel turn |
| He scratches, squats all rounds |
| bide his time to give his batch |
| Three mixtapes in stock, he want his slice of the steak |
| The look of the guys from tèc', don't even dream of the States anymore |
| He stays there for profit, his destiny atrophies |
| He's getting old, he wants his trophy |
| He wakes up embittered, the hour is serious |
| He wants to change rank, his life is so bland |
| In search of recognition, he no longer walks with ease |
| With his soc', at 30 years old awaits his birth |
| Lieutenant (x4) |
| Lieutenant wants to become captain |
| Lieutenant (x3) |
| Minister dreams of being president |
| Dream of living at the Élysée |
| With each defeat he repeats |
| His idea is to lead, whatever the excesses |
| It's hard but it's part of the political rites |
| He practices indecisive speech |
| Is sensitive to your ideals if you're his target |
| He practices in front of videos, anticipates acid questions |
| There alone, his work is assiduous |
| He wants to get over it, tired of this |
| An unsuccessful career is suicide |
| Greedy like Mandossa, he wants to change his bib |
| So he injects his venom without dosage |
| Follower of modern voodoo by which he puts the people to sleep |
| His old-fashioned view is doing damage |
| He has the gift of taking De Gaulle as a model |
| Take in his faithful Faudel |
| In one sentence fuck the hell up |
| Lieutenant wants to become captain |
| It was that nigger who read the story of his beheaded ancestors |
| He rages against the pale race |
| Has excuses in spades, don't think about peace anymore (oh) |
| His hate comes before his pain |
| Extreme, he wants the supreme sentence |
| He thinks black, he eats black, he dresses black |
| He only fucks blacks, lives for blacks |
| Deny black work and laugh at black people |
| Who for him deserve only slaps if they make a mark with a babtou |
| He sees evil everywhere |
| In possession of an infinity cartridge |
| He wants to rewrite in indelible ink |
| The story of niggas in a fight way too dumb |
| He finds my kids too mixed, he wants to kill me |
| Furious, does he feel inferior? |
| Does he know that the real fight is inside? |