Текст и перевод песни Daniel Lavoie - Le pape du rap

Le pape du rap

C′est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou, Le roi de la radotte, qui dit tout sur tout.
Il a un bec de pie, l'éloquence d′une botte.
Il débite, il débite, tout le monde s'en fout.
C'est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou.
Le roi se doit de tout dire sur tout.
Badadabou.
C′est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou, Un rat de parlotte, un croco du bayou
Qui étouffe ses amis sous des tonnes de boue.
Il débine, il débine, tout le monde s′en fout.
C'est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou.
Le roi se doit de redire de tout.
Badadabou.
Ah Stop it right here, you can′t even cut it I'm the king of rapand don′t you forget it
Cause I've got the rhythm and I′ve got the feel, So what you need to do is learn how to chill.
When you listen to me, you rear what you've been missin'Cause I′m the king and it′s time for your lesson.
So you've got a big mouth and can follow the bea, But that doesn′t make you king of the street.
I don't know who made you the Pape du rap, But who ever done it gonna get a big slap.
C′est le pape du rap, l'As bougalou, C′est un loup qui jappe, un sale marabout
Qui fait peur aux petits, aux yétis, aux toutous.
Il délire, il délire, tout le monde s'en fout.
C'est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou.
Le roi se doit de maudire sur tout.
C′est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou, Le roi de la radotte, qui dit tout sur tout.
Il a un bec de pie, l′éloquence d'une botte.
Il débite, il débite, tout le monde s′en fout.
C'est le pape du rap, le prince du bagou.
Le roi se doit de tout, dire sur tout.
Badadabou.

The Pope of Rap

He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab, The king of rambling, who says everything about everything.
He has a beak like a magpie, the eloquence of a boot.
He spouts, he spouts, no one cares.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab.
The king is expected to talk about everything.
Badadabou.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab, A chatterbox, a bayou crocodile
Who suffocates his friends under tons of mud.
He rants and raves, no one cares.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab.
The king is supposed to keep talking about everything.
Badadabou.
Ah Stop it right here, you can't even cut it I'm the king of rapand don't you forget it
Cause I've got the rhythm and I've got the feel, So what you need to do is learn how to chill.
When you listen to me, you rear what you've been missin'Cause I'm the king and it's time for your lesson.
So you've got a big mouth and can follow the bea, But that doesn't make you king of the street.
I don't know who made you the Pape du rap, But who ever done it gonna get a big slap.
He's the pope of rap, the Ace of gab, He's a yapping wolf, a dirty marabout
Who scares the kids, the yetis, the doggies.
He's delirious, he's delirious, no one cares.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab.
The king is expected to curse on everything.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab, The king of rambling, who says everything about everything.
He has a beak like a magpie, the eloquence of a boot.
He spouts, he spouts, no one cares.
He's the pope of rap, the prince of gab.
The king is supposed to say everything about everything.
Badadabou.