[Chorus: Leeroy 2x]
Ils veulent direct la cailla**e gagner le fric avant l'heure
Oubliant d'pa**er l'message boy
Tout l'monde veut rafler I'pactole odolâtré telle une star
Ne connaissant même pas les bases
[Verse 1: Promoe]
Hiphop started in the Bronx, or was in Africa?
I don't really know when, what a tragic amba**ador
I'd make for the culture or was it a movement
Or was it an industry full of consumers?
Full of politics is there any improvement?
Is this my heritage or am I intruding?
Treading hollow ground or am I telling the truth when
I say what I say man I do what I'm doing
What's really the truth? OK: from my point of view then
Looptroop is the hottest except for Saïan Supa Crew and
We don't deal with the media's old you're out and you're in
Too much brown nosing breath smelling like urine
Stop believing their hype man they all got you fooled man
To me Dipsh** ain't droppin no juelz and
Who else, 50? He ain't really been cool since
The mixtapes and I don't want back the old school since
The old heroes soundin like some bitter old fools and
This one is exclusive for all of the true fans
Sing along with us while you push up your two hands
Tell'em make way for the new revolution!
[Chorus 2x]
[Promoe]
And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and pseudo rap
Like we don't know where the Euro's at, but we still whoppin' your ol' a**
[Leeroy]
Tu venux que je sois cool, rama**e-moi le savion, c'est
La savane, désormais le hiphop ne salue mëme plus sa
Famille, au bord de la famise, las prods ont ban*lisé
L'unanime, peu importe la mise mon rap à été visé, c'est
La crise, de Paname à Stockolm, je reste fidèle à la base
Comme le docteur Watson l'est à Sherlock Holmes, j'en
Ai vu des gogols, buffer dans le microphone, un tas de
Rimes inodores, la médiocrité comme idole, ici c'est faya
Malade, sur la scène le Saïan vient te mettre à l'amende
Tu peux remballer ta cailla**e, fais péter la sono, top
Chrono, Leeroy et Promoe, le flow qui t'arnaque comme
Le tabac de ta Malboro... !
[Promoe]
And I ain't looking for no rapbeefs
I'm the first for admit I ain't build for that sh**
And those beefs ain't nothing but Promotion campaigns
Part of the circus I'm going against
I just felt the need to be calling out names
And expose the keyplayers and what they're calling the game
They're all caught in the think
- Ey yo Leeroy! Sing the chorus again he goes:
[Chorus 2x]
[Promoe]
And you can call it Eurotrash, some backpack and sued ol' rap
Like we don't know where the euro's at, but we still whoppin' your all a**
And you can call it Eurotrash, whatever man you won't last
Bending over for that good old cash, hiphop's run by businessmen and bureaucrats