Noflipe - Shithead

Big building on the street
Of a record label called Zik
Noflipe on the office of the Art Director
Who kick out the band
As upset as we are he's screaming : out
Door is closed
Situation is clear
Lock out
We go away
There's a TV team just in front of us
They revolve around
A guy who looks really pretentious
We walk along the corridor
Near from this kind of king
Everybody stops
He looks at us so patronizing
Just arrived in a record label
To present our tracks
But it don't fit in the mood
And we get the sack
Attacked
By Jealous-Z, the self-made man has too big luck
He's considering us as dog's muck
But all what he says sucks
One day I'm going to go
In his house. Knock, knock.
Who is this
What the fuck
It's me, I kill you sucker
One provocation more
And he's gonna be knocked out
Don't be surprised when you'll see us
Under the stage lights
We meet a man, he's a shithead!
The man fixed us
And mocks us cause
He says
Are you a team of super heroes
That's right
And you
What's your name
Super-ficial
He would bite the little doggie
Answer the unknown
Loosing my control
I'm going to kill him
The group prevents me before I hit
Bim.
S-Low relaxes people
To reach the exit
I ask who's this shithead
In the middle of the street
Jealous-Z, the name of the man who became our first enemy
Everyone knows his best ally
He has plenty of money
We live on the fringes of society
Far away from the skyscraper of the city
Cause it's hard to take a place when he poisons all the space
Hard to be in competition in the same races
He always kills his enemy with some laces
And in his hands
He's got all the aces
Going down the avenue
Crestfallen by what we see
Walking beside a block of flats
S-s-so grubby
A huge poster
Shows the picture of the fop happy
Beside his smile
A slogan of publicity
The future together
With Jealous-Z
It's good to know da name of our enemy.
You should be careful next time
You will be standing in front of me
Cause you could see
The violent man that I can be
And for da first life time of your life time
You will be on your fucking knees

Written by:
Clément Thimonier, Nils Peschanski, Raphaël Morel-Novak, Rémi Buffel du Vaure, Rémi Thimonier, Robin Gallet, Vincent Gaudineau

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