Prévenez les haineux [English translation]
Prévenez les haineux [English translation]
[Chorus: Lefa]
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Yeah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (What?)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ah!)
Tell the haters, tel the haters (Yeah!)
[Verse 1: Lefa]
Don't pick the wrong enemies, guys, it comes with a price
We're used to strewing pieces of flesh all around
I'm telling you right away, I won't go at it nicely
You're going to look just like losers
I'll leave a trail of bodies behind me, like serial killers do
In the movies, take some popcorn for your darling
The haters are going to be my cheerleaders
I turn shit into gold, just like alchemists do
Oh, are you stupid or you're doing it on purpose?
It's just a short single,
Even though you find it quite heavy
Stay very far away from me if you hope to eat dessert
On your next birthday (Oh!)
It smells like puke
You can't digest it, every one of my texts is worth thousands
(Oh!) The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Chorus: Maître Gim's]
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Yeah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Yeah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Yeah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
[Verse 2: Maître Gim's]
I write texts with ease while the morons struggle
No single on the radio, the record company complains
Oh my god! I collect gold records, I have no nationalists
Ask Ery if the youngsters call me a rare Pokémon!
If it kicks in, I'm available
I've doing some electro-rap
It's Wati B on Trace TV
Kids are gonna change channels when it's Bugs Bunny
Hey, team, they steal all our little ideas
Fuck, it's insane
Before tomorrow, I think I'll be rapping
In pay-phones
I kick it in my city's streets
It's getting tough, like an Asian telling himself
"Rice again?!" (Oh)
Do something, raise your glass if you dare
I've got all of Hephaestus' stuff!
Get me some dream, optimize me
Woah, my name is Optimus Prime (Oh yeah!)
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Chorus: JR O'Crom]
Tell the haters, tell the haters
Tell the haters, tell the haters
Tell the haters, tell the haters
Tell the haters, tell the haters
[Verse 3: JR O'Crom]
Necks are going to break this year,
The team draw their guns, it's got some serious swag
Sorry, but you had to give it all you've got
There's some kind of monster in the HQ,
Some kind of thing in the CDs
Among the brolics and the sharpened sabres
Dude, if you're feeling dizzy, breathe in and relax
Now it's just a small taste, for lack of warning
Here we go, more than six killers
We're not here to have fun
Ladies and gents, Wati B is pleased to serve you
I'm pretty modest, dude, but when I kick it
It's always with the aim of hitting hard
Beware of the music industry, just like on Clichy Square
To sum it up, let's say we need perfection for each title (Oh)
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby (Oh)
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Chorus: Black M]
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Hmm)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
(Hmm)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
(Hmm)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
[Verse 4: Black M]
All of them hate 'cause I'm black
And women love it - I don't give a damn
About their damn game, give me back Eminem
Damned rap, man, you don't understand that it's different
In the jungle, baby lion cubs have always
Been afraid of hyenas
This is war (oh), dedicate this to the H
My gave 2being and all the guys at the hebs!
What's my name? Ask my enemy, my blaze!
Rapping badly would be like slashing myself in a fight!
Arr Yaadèin, that's how we say it in our language
But I'm warning you, there at home,
It's the complete opposite of the Neverland!
I won't ever be your slave, Amistad's era is over
Rap is Libya, check out my Kadha freestyle! (Oh!)
Here comes the suspect package
Windows and hats down low, WA in your car (Oh!)
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Chorus: Barack Adama]
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ah!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ah!)
Tell the haters, tell the...biiiip!
[Verse 5: Barack Adama]
Poulo poulo Senegal, get to work for the WA (Wa!)
Alle the oims, we shot down the oids (Wa!)
Those who talk too much are stupid, let them oim
I always aim for the top, my favorite number,
Yeah, it's number one (Wa!)
What's my name? It's Mister Diallo to you (You)
I won't ever be your background singer,
You won't hear me singing 'doo-wap' (Wap)
Towards us, don't point your finger (Wa!)
We get offended easily here, we'll cut off all your fingers
It's sad here, Beriz, it's Sin City (Wa!)
It's hard you know, I'm only singing those checks
Nothing in my pockets, if it comes in, quick, give me a sign
I want a mansion, a small pool, a kitchen, then it's fine
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Chorus: L.I.O Petrodollars]
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ha!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
(Han, han!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters (Ha!)
Tell the haters, tell the haters
[Verse 6: L.I.O Petrodollars]
Those who rage make me mad, for them I write this song
The worst thing about haters is,
That they don't even know what they are
They smile to your face, they stab you in the back
Don't come and suck my...(haaan), you'll get my piss!
We're the commandos, but when you rap, even your son laughs - Badmouth me, and I'll open a candy shop (Oh)
Pétro, ambassador of the Water Tower republic
Fuck the traitors, it's only when I play football
That my shots hit the posts
I have to admit that sometimes, I surprise even myself
Pétro claps for L.I.O?
I'm patting myself on the shoulder (O-o-ok)
I understand why I was punished, I'm overdoing it
But don't you tell that I've got a sharp tongue,
I don't serve out any cunnilingus (Oh)
Keep the nice titles for yourself,
We're got the cotton swab hits that hut your ears (Oh)
The aliens are coming 'round again
It kicks in like crazy, but still it's just a hobby
[Outro]
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Tell the haters, tell the haters
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- Artist:Sexion d'Assaut
- Album:L'Apogée