Shut up!
Shut up!
Shut up!
So I
heard you're settled in New York now?
Yeah, in Brooklyn.
I love this city.
There's an incredible vibe.
It's true that after two years in London,
three years in Berlin,
I thought I had to move a little.
Your talent is money, your secret is money
All your family in business,
no need to move your ass
No worries with English,
you're a co-worker in America
I'll demolish your portrait,
all my holidays at the RIC
Poor little girl!
Rich! I'll translate you into French!
Don't listen to him in your face, Oli
Don't hang him in the nightstands,
your cat in the picture,
here it is!
I'm the one who's tearing up your image,
I'm the one who's preparing your unemployment
The bitch next to you is your mother, you know?
Your friend got beaten up
What do you have more than me?
Except your father,
producer,
and your mother,
luxury *
I still don't have my hours and my hobby,
it's the flute
You little kid with the ball,
your family baggage
While you're at the movies and in the movies,
I'm going to have an eczema crisis,
I'm going to cut my arms
Artistic talent is a story of filiation,
much more than talent,
I'm not the right guy
I'd like to peel the onion for you,
but I'm bothering your money,
your piston
Even if nobody knows them,
my ancestors are with me,
and we piss you off,
we vomit on your villas
Bitch!
Bitch!
You're all left-wing bandits! Go and make your caviar,
activate your network!
But *!
Don't you dare tell me to calm down!
As long as you don't go walking around elsewhere
than in your toilets and in your basements!
* and *!
Meet me in the VIP bar of Victoire Lamuse
Dare to fight the tightrope walkers of a rock
I'm shooting a really cool movie with Didier,
it's the story of a singer who is depressed,
a little bit stupid,
who decides to see what it's like to be at the water,
he ends up at the inmates' house to raise chickens and then
he falls into the water I think we'll have enough of this,
meet me at the VIP bar Bitch!
Bitch!
Honestly,
it's not that easy to be a father's son,
you have to prove yourself in the Florent court and
show that your talent is not just relationships,
it's not just your agent sucking the dick of Sony's boss
Bitch!
I know,
it's unfair,
I'm well-bred,
my mother is a bitch at surgical,
aesthetic,
and my father is a friend at Bolloré
Bitch!
Well, yeah, sorry,
I could have been born in a trash can like a poor guy in a slum,
but my childhood in a secondary residence in Corsica,
well,
I didn't choose it,
sorry
Bitch! We're gonna smoke you!
Bitch! We're gonna put a Volvo in your ass!
Bitch! We're gonna roll you in salt!