Текст и перевод песни Robert Nelson - L'ours qui a vu l'homme

L'ours qui a vu l'homme

Vous savez, y'a souvent des gens qui me demande:
Robert, qu'est ce que "Bas-Canada"
Et bien, à ça, je réponds invariablement:

I ran out of weed, I — out of town (On God)
Gave her fifteen hundred and she came back with pounds (Straight up)
Rappers think they it, but they really just clowns (On God)
Gu-gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (On God)
Always cheatin', I'm a dog, think I need a cage (On God)
Savage loaded, chips and dip, I'm not talkin' 'bout Lays
Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke,
I had a wet dream about beef
(Straight up, straight up)
First name 21, last name Hefner

On a du bois pour tougher tout l'hiver
On élabore le labeur à l'année longue
On est so fly qu'on est sur le moustiquaire
Y a pas l'choix de d'abord rapporter ben du beurre à maison
Gang de mononc font leur thang,
T'apprendras pas la grimace aux vieux singes
T'as vu un gars qui m'a vu c'est ben simple
Je pense que t'es l'homme qui a vu l'homme qui a vu l'mince

Mince, mince, mince, minceur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, bonheur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, malheur dans
Mince, mince, mince

Doing it la façon qu'on me l'a montré le plan
Y'est calculé au millimètre minimum
Minimum un des maillons dans la chaîne la tradition
Elle est déjà millénaire
Better known as le mince, get going ça va ben
Jette pas l'bébé avec l'eau du bain, ouin,
Quelque chose dans le chemin
Dans la mesure de l'impossible on fait notre possible
Si j'veux passer par là m'a tasser ta colline
C'est qui ça qui est dans la serrure c'est ma bobépine
Mets du citron dans mon drink pas d'la codéine
Brûler du gras pis d'la protéine, huile de béluga pis bodybuild
Spending mes dolla bills sur la bouffe que j'me mets dans le bide
La parole est d'argent le silence est d'or à la base, fait que j'dépense
L'argent d'mes paroles pour apprécier mon or en silence
J'parti dans l'bois pas dire un mot tu l'sais j't'en vacances
Sirote ma solitude smokin and jeûnin
En ville ou en forêt mais jamais suburban
YOLO génération twerkin, allez-y mollo sur le apple du serpent
J'monte sur mes grands chevaux
Je connais l'inventaire de ton entrepôt
Essaie pas d'noyer l'poisson ça c'est nager
À contre-courant now you know, now you know
Sur la go Bobby keto, baby I'll be gentle
Mais on l'fait dehors même si fait en bas d'zéro
Le monde est à toé quant à lui le dinero
Appartient à ceux dont les employés s'lèvent tôt

Mince, mince, mince, minceur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, bonheur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, malheur dans
Mince, mince, mince

Tiens la route, les gars font du trap j'fais des pièges à ours
Plein à foutre, sauf le début y a une fin à toute
Dans la toundra avec ben d'la tourbe
C'toujours pour essayer d'pogner un piece de mon pie
Que les chiens accourent
Tu peux trouver Bobby Nel en train d'mâcher d'la gomme
Up in Singapour, doing it pour
Les enfants les tout petits,
Ceux qui sont cachés dins grands faut pas croire c'que le loup te dit
Autre vie mêmes défis that's how it s'posed to be
Si tu redoutes just stay close to me
Oh que oui, tout est mélangé dans l'pot-pourri
Les pots sont cassés les poètes aussi know your history
Toute se répète l'univers est un loop on est Busy Bee
J'defrost ton Mini-Wheat
Épidémie la population nourrie au grain le troupeau est en charge
La périphérie sous occupation
Aussi longtemps qu'la place du couteau est dans l'back
Quelle mouche te pique, prends connaissance des fondations du biz
Prends ton ignorance à deux
Mains pis fais lui comprendre que ça s'ra toujours toé qui décide
On oublie pas mais on pratique le pardon pis
On sait faire payer les gens
Arbres à billets on n'a planter deux trois
Ils vont manger leu bas pis s'faire sécher les dents
Tu veux essayer d'gagner la présidentielle porter mes shoes?
Courir le risque c'est fatiguant
Pis tu risques de terminer la course à cogner des clous

On a du bois pour toffer toute l'hiver
On élabore le labeur à l'année longue
On est so fly qu'on est sur le moustiquaire
Y a pas l'choix de rapporter ben du beurre à maison
Gang de mononc font leur thang
T'apprendras pas la grimace aux vieux singes
T'as vu un gars qui m'a vu c'est ben simple
J'pense que t'es l'homme qui a vu l'homme qui a vu l'mince

Mince, mince, mince, minceur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, bonheur c'est dans
Mince, mince, mince, malheur dans
Mince, mince, mince

Thirty on my hip, the label want a single (On God)
I green light hits, I don't make jingles (Straight up)
Rappers think they it, but they really just clowns (On God)
Gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (On God)
Always cheating, I'm a dog, think I need a cage (On God)
Savage loaded, chips and dip, I'm not talking about Lays
Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke
I had a wet dream about beef
First name 21, last name Hefner, I got too many freaks

Radio-Bas-Canada

The Bear Who Saw the Man

You know, I often have people ask me:
Robert, what is "Bas-Canada"?
Well, to that, I invariably reply:

I ran out of weed, I — out of town (On God)
Gave her fifteen hundred and she came back with pounds (Straight up)
Rappers think they the shit, but they really just clowns (On God)
Gu-gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (On God)
Always cheating, I'm a dog, think I need a cage (On God)
Savage loaded, chips and dip, I'm not talkin' 'bout Lays
Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke,
I had a wet dream about beef
(Straight up, straight up)
First name 21, last name Hefner

We got enough wood to heat all winter
We work hard all year round
We're so fly we're on the mosquito net
There's no choice but to bring home the bacon
My uncles' gang does their thing,
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
You saw a guy who saw me, it's simple
I think you're the man who saw the man who saw the mince

Mince, mince, mince, thinness is in
Mince, mince, mince, happiness is in
Mince, mince, mince, misfortune is in
Mince, mince, mince

Doing it the way the plan was shown to me
It's calculated to the millimeter minimum
Minimum one of the links in the chain of tradition
It's already a millennium old
Better known as the mince, get going it's going well
Don't throw the baby out with the bathwater, yeah,
Something in the way
To the extent of the impossible, we do our best
If I want to go through there, I'll move your hill
Who's that in the lock? It's my bobbin
Put lemon in my drink, not codeine
Burning fat and protein, beluga oil and bodybuilding
Spending my dollar bills on the food I put in my belly
Speech is silver, silence is golden at the base, so I spend
The money of my words to appreciate my gold in silence
I'm going into the woods without saying a word, you know I'm on vacation
Sipping my solitude, smokin' and fasting
In the city or in the forest, but never suburban
YOLO generation twerkin', go easy on the apple of the serpent
I'm getting on my high horse
I know the inventory of your warehouse
Don't try to drown the fish, that's swimming
Against the current now you know, now you know
On the go Bobby keto, baby I'll be gentle
But we do it outside even if it's below zero
The world is yours, as for the dinero
It belongs to those whose employees get up early

Mince, mince, mince, thinness is in
Mince, mince, mince, happiness is in
Mince, mince, mince, misfortune is in
Mince, mince, mince

Stay the course, the guys make trap, I make bear traps
Plenty to give a damn, except the beginning, there's an end to everything
In the tundra with lots of peat
It's always to try to get a piece of my pie
Let the dogs come running
You can find Bobby Nel chewing gum
Up in Singapore, doing it for
The children, the little ones,
Those who are hidden in the big ones, don't believe what the wolf tells you
Another life, same challenges, that's how it's supposed to be
If you fear, just stay close to me
Oh yes, everything is mixed up in the potpourri
The pots are broken, the poets too, know your history
Everything repeats itself, the universe is a loop, we are Busy Bee
I defrost your Mini-Wheat
Epidemic, the population fed on grain, the herd is in charge
The periphery under occupation
As long as the knife's place is in the back
What's biting you, learn about the foundations of the biz
Take your ignorance with both
Hands and make it understand that it will always be you who decides
We don't forget, but we practice forgiveness and
We know how to make people pay
Money trees, we planted two or three
They're gonna eat their stockings and get their teeth dried out
You wanna try to win the presidential election wearing my shoes?
Taking risks is tiring
And you risk finishing the race by hitting nails

We got enough wood to heat all winter
We work hard all year round
We're so fly we're on the mosquito net
There's no choice but to bring home the bacon
My uncles' gang does their thing
You can't teach an old dog new tricks
You saw a guy who saw me, it's simple
I think you're the man who saw the man who saw the mince

Mince, mince, mince, thinness is in
Mince, mince, mince, happiness is in
Mince, mince, mince, misfortune is in
Mince, mince, mince

Thirty on my hip, the label want a single (On God)
I green light hits, I don't make jingles (Straight up)
Rappers think they the shit, but they really just clowns (On God)
Gucci store, a hundred thou', that's just in a day (On God)
Always cheating, I'm a dog, think I need a cage (On God)
Savage loaded, chips and dip, I'm not talking about Lays
Who want smoke 'cause I want smoke
I had a wet dream about beef
First name 21, last name Hefner, I got too many freaks

Radio-Bas-Canada