制作
出演艺人
L'Entourloop
表演者
Stig of the Dump
表演者
King Hippo
表演者
作曲和作词
King Hippo
词曲作者
Thomas Guy
作曲
Julien Gajda
作曲
Antoine Dessaulx
作曲
Damien Flandin
作曲
Steve Dixon
词曲作者
歌词
[Verse 1]
Ay
Yo, fam pretty
John candy swaggy
[Verse 2]
This is the sound of waking kids up
This ain't a dream
I can see 'em sleepin' on some shit, bro
This ain't not waffle back the glamor and the big box
Dead that, this some shit to make you raise your fist to
[Verse 3]
Feel as you a big bud
Pass it to my goon
Spaced out like I'm flying to the moon
All from the comfort of my scummy front room
One, two, feelin' like the payoff's gotta come soon
I put the work in
No other choice, it better work out
Word, I know my worth
Time I put the word out
Guaranteed we heat it up until it burns down
We don't hang about, we bang 'em out from the first round
[Verse 4]
So turn it up till ten, I'm dandy when I touch the pen
I rep the team like it's us and them
Son, you better guess again
Tell 'em straight, I don't believe 'em
I only roll with Steven, you can't ignore the legion
Yo, wake the kids from their slumber, like thunder
Dive head first, cowabunga
Can't satisfy the hunger with these scraps to serve
That's absurd
Tell 'em, sit back, observe
Just about as rugged as a snowflake
Move like an avalanche, fuckin' up the whole place
Stampede, 30 boots on that shiny shite
Dynamite, leave the scene with no sign of life
[Verse 5]
This is the sound to wake the kids up
I could see 'em sleepin' on some shit, bro
Blaw, always half rate, tryna hold tight
Through these cold nights and dark days
I watch the sun on the horizon, the calm ways
Soakin' up the rays from Margay to Marseille
That certified went up
Remember when I used to eat sardines for dinner
Now I'm sittin' pretty, just that little bit slimmer
I'm a sinner
Tryna hit your missus in the grinner
Gorilla
[Verse 6]
Fillin' up a spliff with somethin' killa, Godzilla
Gone fingers to that image in the mirror
Trunk tryna bust a caterpillar in Manilla, no one iller
Groupie left sittin' in the chiller
Griller Chateau Rennes, homie, I'm the man
Let 'em talk back and slap 'em with an open hand, blam
Shazam, when it with the Grand Slam, damn
Pretty fat man, that's what I am, bang, bang
I'm sky high, I'm a Pegasus
Extra-terrestrial intelligence
Everything is relative
Yo, body baggin' anyone that's lollygaggin'
You might think you've dodged the bullet
But you probably haven't
[Verse 7]
Goon type, dancin' on your tomb in the moonlight
Last chance to loom like two strikes
The gig's up, kids, it's time to rise and shine
I always stay ahead, like the horizon line
The mic is mine and I don't share for shit
Big for my boots, and I can't find a pair that fits
Between the snares and kicks, we can live forever
I bet we'll beat the system, alright, if we stick together
Written by: Antoine Dessaulx, Damien Flandin, Julien Gajda, King Hippo, Steve Dixon, Thomas Guy, WILCOX Stuart
