Monday, January 25, 2010

edIT - Crunk De Gaulle (featuring, TTC Busdriver & D-Styles) Lyrics in French/English





Alright so it took me a while to find these lyrics, after many questions on Yahoo Answers (using the French Yahoo without any knowledge of the French language) and I can finally post them here. They are, however, lacking the Busdriver portion which are the only English lyrics in the song. I'd write them out myself but there are a few words that I can't quite hear or understand.

Tekila Tex:
Assis sur mon lit je regarde innocement par la fenêtre mais tu n'es pas là
Je n'dors plus depuis qu'on m'a dit de me faire à l'idée de devoir me réveiller sans toi
Tu es partie sans dire au revoir
Je ne sais pas comment qui croire
Est-ce la fin de notre aventure ou t'es tu laissé emporté dans une sale histoire
Je te demande juste un sugne ça fais deux mois que mon coeur à refuser de saigner
Si tu as refait ta vie dit le moi je serai content pour toi et j'essayerai de t'oublier
Ai-je fait une erreur
Je stress et j'ai peur
Je n'compte plus les heures
Epargne mon coeur


Cuisinier:
J'l'ai vu arriver le preums
Elle avait pas de coeur
Donc j'ai pris le relai
J'avais le feu vert
Ce ptit bébé va m'aimer va cèder accepter de se faire accompagner
Elle a aquiescer ça c'est fait, rougie quand j'ai carressé
J'ai ça dans l'sang c'est évident elle me trouve trop chou
J'ai ça dans l'sang elle m'trouve trop chou en plus d'être trop cool
J'suis un bonbon habillé comme un arc en ciel
J'arrive dans l'club pique une meuf et file à l'anglaise

Tido Berman:
Danse sur les toits pour te faire voir
Cours sur les terrains de tennis à poil
Investie toi donne lui tout prosterne toi consterne toi qu'elle détourne son regard
Partage les putes sans importance
T'es devenu l'homme en toute innocence de l'une d'entre elle
Cette fille qui t'entraine elle est mec une mangeuse d'homme au sourire d'ange
La foule y danse
Elle disparait
Elle te coupe le soufle et désemparé elle te mêne la vie dure
Le monde s'écroule
Tu tombe de haut
C'est super triste
Tu m'inquiète
T'es tout bizar

Bob le Moche:
Je ne sais pas si je peux te prommetre tout ce que tu demandes de moi
Le monde court si vite que cette paire de sneaker s'attelle à porter mes pas
Tu es pourtant si près de moi
Je n'aurai qu'à claquer des doigts
Mais ne me dit pas que tu te contenteras de la vie que je n'aurai su dessiner pour toi
Il y a bien longtemps que j'ai décidé de refermer les pages de mon histoire
Ne crois pas que tu seras celle qui nous dessinera d'un coup de crayon noir
Me voir te dire au revoir
Mes absences m'aident à y croire
Mais laisse moi m'en aller
Te rappeler
Que les souvenirs d'un rêve se conjuguent à l'illusoire



ENGLISH translation compliments of Malou:

Tekila Tex:
Sitting on my bed I'm looking through the window but you're not there
I can't sleep since I've been told that I would have to live without you
You left without saying good bye
I don't know how or who I should believe
Is it the end of our journey or you got carried away in a bad story
All I ask is for a sing my heart haven't bled for two months now
If you made your life elsewhere just tell me I'll be happy for you and I'll try to forget you
Did I made a mistake
I'm stressed and scared
I stop counting the hours
Spare my heart


Cook:
I saw her first
She had no heart
So I did the job
I was allowed to
This baby's gonna love me is gonna let me be with her
She accepted she blushed when I caressed her
I got the moves it's obvious she think I'm so cute
I got the moves she thinks I'm too cute and too cool
I'm a candy dressed in rainbow
I get in the club get a girl and gone with her

Tido Berman:
Dance on the roof so people sees you
Run naked on the tennis court
Invest yourself give her everything bow to her be astonished when she stop looking at you
Share the hoes that don't mean a thing
Cause now you're the man of only one of them
That girl who's got you is a man-eater with an angel smile
The crowd is dancing
She disappears
She takes your breath away you're desperate she makes your life rough
Your world is falling down
You're falling from too high
It's super sad
I'm worried about you
You're all weird

Bob le Moche (Bob The Ugly):
I don't know if I can promise you all you're asking for
The world is running so fast that my running shoes ore trying to keep the beat of my steps
Still you're so near
I could just snap my fingers
But don't tell me that you'd be satisfied with the life I couldn't give you
I closed the book of the story of my life a long time ago
Don't think you'll be the one to draw our story with a black pen
See me saying good bye
My absences help me believe
But now let me go
Let me remind you
That the memories of a dream conjugate with illusions

Busdriver (compliments of parent::child()):
I can
Spot a hit from a mile away
Cuz I got an excellent trained eye
Cuz she'll leave a brother in shanghai
That one will cage your world and praise your girlfriend,
She tastes like lemon meringue pie
But she ain't worth a single shilling
Ain't just pictures of equal billing
I got to get my time to make a mother fuckers brains fry
We pull up to different endeavors and business deals, its no pressure
All worlds would for a lay, holding an iron fist holding the door center
and yall niggers, using animatronics,
having in the course with a 40 Gig driver
40 swing coast(?), cuz the porky pig died
and got caught up inside of my Cuisinart
?????, especially while courting the ladies with healthy libidos
Part of me won't ever be safe, will never be peaceful
My mother will ask like elemental flamingos or
Premature undeveloped genetic mishaps
Your lack of etiquette is indicated by a bitch slap
Hey guess what;
Get back

3 comments:

parent::child() May 21, 2010 at 11:00 AM  
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parent::child() May 21, 2010 at 11:21 AM  

sorry for the deleted post above, had to edit what i posted (no pun intended)

here is what I think the Busdriver Lyrics are (im still not sure about a few words):

i can,
spot a hit from a mile away
cuz I got an excellent trained eye
cuz she'll leave a brother in shanghai
that one will cage your world and praise your girlfriend
she tastes like lemon meringue pie
but she ain't worth a single shilling
ain't just pictures of equal billing
I got to get my time to make a mother fuckers brains fry
we pull up to different endeavors and business deals, its no pressure
all worlds would for a lay, holding an iron fist holding the door center
and yall niggers, using animatronics,
having in the course with a 40 Gig driver
40 swing coast(?), cuz the porky pig died
and got caught up inside of my Cuisinart
?????, especially while courting the ladies with healthy libidos
part of me won't ever be safe, will never be peaceful
my mother will ask like elemental flamingos or
premature undeveloped genetic mishaps
your lack of etiquette is indicated by a bitch slap
hey guess what;
get back

Casey June 7, 2010 at 10:46 PM  

Hey thanks a lot man, let me know if you want me to switch the credit link to something else. I really appreciate it.

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