Donkey Punch [English translation]

No no I don't rap like you, I'm making Donkey Punch

I wanted another registry but I assume like your godson

I like to be taken for a genius with a tart-tatin in the skull

I rap because I love that, I'm the bar-tobacco of orgasm

Hello, * burp * Mom I love to do rap:

I tell my life on an instrumental, theses dumb guy ask for more

And it's durably rare rap, these dirty ass drives me crazy

And then in the evening I'm angry, it will kill me to the rank of homeless

I have a thousand doubts, hidden so many things behind "etc ..."

The OCB lies to nobody apart from sad peoples

You look frightened to lift it, your hand for Sullyvan

In my nightmares I make dreams where I have good faith under the veins, I ask

To stay polite if I horrify your irises so fast to the mic, I urge your orifice on my false vinyls

My pretty cock between the thighs of feminists, question of logistical, it have to be logical if they become too manly

I swear on my mother, you can fuck your mother with your moral

It will be good, for my choir, I want eunuchs from Sephora.

It is deplorable perhaps, but it's my art of being

I shake my crossbow and it's even memorable

60 000 ideas a day, it's complicated to decide

Reconcile instructions and handsets them in the cabinet

A guy well worth 1000, we don't give a damn

I would be it if I knew what I was doing I would do it otherwise

If I laugh when everything goes wrong: it's my lube

If I say it's all my fault: it's my lube.

So you make my darling angry: it's my lube

No way to fuck all night, without my lube

To admit all my fads, would take a lot of lube

(To make you look erudite) ?, would take a lot of lube

There is no politics, there are only lobbyists who put to death the lube

You feel nothing because it slips, if it doesn't pass, put lube

In a way, I don't have the shadow of an enemy without my falls of form

Lie, I stay gore, I bury you and take you out

You boast hey but I torch you, I'm nothing without my porn dreams

Nasty, I stay dreary and I crunches in your body remains

I give goosebumps, I eat pork meat

I give cheap of you, I relieve of the fierceness

Without discernment, I fuck all your cursed oaths, proudly VAL stand up, raise your beer and dance

Raise your beer and dance lady lady dance, lady, lady

VALD son of a bitch!

[Outro]

* You know what the Donkey Punch is?

You take your partner from behind

You put it well at the bottom and just before swinging your juice

You punch on the neck and the muscle of her sphincter is caught in a spasm

Oh man, the pleasure it makes is stronger than death. *

• Artist:Vald
• Album:Cours de Rattrapage