Histoire
Intro: Oh … Listen it guy… Don’t do that men …. You wanna hurt yourself , so shut up … Yeah, The Wring in your basses Come on to see what’s brewing up ! Here’s it
Chorus 1 : You wanna a fucking sound negue let’s have it with me A sound which slaps , which destroys and which cary you along Here you get that authentic without pity for anybody And you’re certainly asking what happens whit this fucking song ?! I come in the place to break all like I use to do No less, no more I think you know it too If you’ve got a problem guy let’s have it out or I hit The Wring in front of you who already knows what’s going on then My gun pointed at your temple just to -- CRIK-CRIK – laugh a bit Always in flight never in the real I content me with the virtual Just like the king of Pop big tribute to this virtuoso without equal I think at many times where I thought I couldn’t go on Where the faith wasn’t there I had to be just phenomenal And if you don’t agree baby kiss my ass Like Beyonce’s husband I should send you a reminder So respect negue and let me say ….
Refrain : I,I,I,I wanna so much . I wanna so …MUCH But I think at all that and I wonder if all’s clear That’s no more enough to make like everybody hey ! That’s why I try,I try certainly until die That’s no more enough to make like everybody hey !