Текст и перевод песни Disiz la Peste - Interlude MC Pikachou

Interlude MC Pikachou

Hé, sale bâtard de Disiz
Moi aussi, j′veux raconter une histoire
C'est Pikachou, Pika, Pika, Pika
Mais mais oui, c′est Pika-Pika-Pika-Pikachou

Il était une fois dans un té-c quelconque
Un p'tit con qui faisait ses comptes
Dealer de skunk, en Lacoste, en tongs
Tell'ment d′va-et-vient qu′on l'appelle Ping-Pong
Son garde du corps, on l′appelle King Kong
Un gars stock-ma, faut pas faire le con
Avec une droite, il t'allonges, tu tombes
S′il t'en place une autre, c′est direct la tombe
Donc, Ping Pong faisait ses comptes
Il recompte et recompte, tout à coup, se rend compte
King Kong! Il décompte et recompte, mais non!
King Kong lui a placé un concombre
Merde, l'homme en tongs s'est fait car-na
Mais contre King Kong, y′a jamais de gar-ba
Quel tar-ba dit-il, met son pare-balles
Prend son gun et prépare son carnage
Pause
Au fait, concombre, c′est une carotte
Une embrouille, une paille, un banane
Ma foi, dans ce biz, c'est normal
La salade de fruit, c′est l'dessert, man
Ça part mal, regarde mal, parle mal
King Kong lui demande
"Qu′est ce qu'il y′a man?"
"Qu'est ce qu'il y′a man?
J′aime pas les bananes"
Lui répond Ping Pong d'un ton peu banal
L′homme en tongs bal-nav
Transpire grave
D'un ton de boloss dit ça fait mal
T′étais mon tout, mon tout, mon roi
Toi, toi, mon toi
Toi, toi, mon tout, mon roi
T'es mon gorille d′enfer
"Ta gueule" dit King Kong énervé
Tend son poing et commence à le fermer
Boum! La première droite est partie
Comme Mario Bros, Ping Pong est dev'nu plus p'tit
Il tend les bras, il a la voix de Q-Tip
C′est dead pour lui, la deuxième est partie
Boum! Elle atteind sa cible
Je vous l′avais dit, King Kong asassine
Il prend le fric et le met dans une bassine
Se dit "c'est facile" et s′empare du bizz!

Interlude MC Pikachou

Hey, you filthy son of Disiz
I want to tell a story too
It's Pikachou, Pika, Pika, Pika
But yes, it's Pika-Pika-Pika-Pikachou

Once upon a time in a random city
A little idiot was doing his accounts
Skunk dealer, in Lacoste, in flip-flops
So much coming and going that they call him Ping-Pong
His bodyguard, they call him King Kong
A tough guy, don't mess with him
With one right hand, he stretches you out, you fall
If he gives you another, it's straight to the grave
So Ping Pong was doing his accounts
He counts and counts again, suddenly realizes
King Kong! He counts and counts again, but no!
King Kong has put a cucumber in him
Damn, the man in flip-flops has been cheated
But against King Kong, there is never any truce
What an idiot, he says, puts on his bulletproof vest
Takes his gun and prepares his carnage
Pause
By the way, cucumber is a carrot
A mess, a straw, a banana
Well, in this business, it's normal
Fruit salad is the dessert, man
It starts badly, looks badly, speaks badly
King Kong asks him
"What's the matter, man?"
"What's the matter, man?
I don't like bananas"
Ping Pong answers him in an unusual tone
The man in flip-flops is clueless
Sweats profusely
In a loser's tone, he says it hurts
You were my everything, my everything, my king
You, you, my you
You, you, my everything, my king
You're my hellish gorilla
"Shut up" says King Kong, annoyed
Holds out his fist and starts to close it
Boom! The first right is gone
Like Mario Bros, Ping Pong has become smaller
He holds out his arms, he has the voice of Q-Tip
It's dead for him, the second is gone
Boom! It reaches its target
I told you, King Kong is an assassin
He takes the money and puts it in a basin
Says "it's easy" and takes over the business!