The French Connection

Album cover art for "The French Connection" by Reel Wolf & Mersinary & Bertrand The Visionary & Resin (CAN) & Phil Bousk & Swann

Reel Wolf & Mersinary & Bertrand The Visionary & Resin (CAN) & Phil Bousk & Swann - Rap

The French Connection

2 Plays

Duration: 4:28

Lyrics

[Intro: Mersinary] Reel Wolf! Yeah! Lalalala! Lalalala! Yeah! [Verse 1: Mersinary] I'm a Canadian smokin' on some maple leaves As The French would say, that shit right here is magnifique The only goal in life for me is to succeed I got your girl on her knees and she suckin' my seeds Believe, I got no patience for these preschool rappers Undeveloped minds can't even produce no chapters Disasters appearin' in every form, it's unpredictable Let's see if you can weather the storm But hurry before you get caught by a flurry of fists That'll turn any motherfuckin' man to a bitch Idolizin' criminals, usin' they plans to get rich Get found dead in a ditch and labeled a snitch To all you wannabe mafiosos rockin' your suits It's time for war, rockin' camo while I'm lacin' my boots After the damage done, I don't wanna hear no hate You should appreciate I sent you to the pearly gate [Chorus: Swann] It's The French Connection, north of the border Keepin' it heavy, yeah, we rockin' steady, settin' the margin From Toronto to the east, MTL Yeah, we takin' over gradually, it ain't hard to tell Smashin' out all you fake fucks for real though Got those steel toes that will crack through a steel door Y'all ain't ready for the bomb that we comin' with Every line we speak, got a shovel to put you under with [Verse 2: Bertrand The Visionary] I spit funky rap packs for my brothers with their backpacks, you know, the ones with the snapbacks Runnin' life since way back, pants saggin', kiss my ass crack Un criss de bon Jack 'til you push me off track I make your face snap, you and your crew wack B's the leader of the pack, you boys just can't hack My wolves, they ready when I tell 'em all to go attack We eatin' clowns quick like a Junior Big Mac "I ain't scared, you motherfucker", tell you all like Bernie Mac I came to stomp your face in a pair of Kodiaks Leave you lookin' like Quasi, all bent and hunchback In rap we silverbacks, in rap you Tic-Tacs Small fries to king size, act up, it's unwise Yeah, not to be advised, we live a life you patronize Yeah, life you idolize, nah, me I sodomize, fuck this bitch in the ass And live it up 'til my demise I'm out! [Chorus: Swann] It's The French Connection, north of the border Keepin' it heavy, yeah, we rockin' steady, settin' the margin From Toronto to the east, MTL Yeah, we takin' over gradually, it ain't hard to tell Smashin' out all you fake fucks for real though Got those steel toes that will crack through a steel door Y'all ain't ready for the bomb that we comin' with Every line we speak, got a shovel to put you under with [Verse 3: Resin] They claim they never scared, but I'm the guy they fear 'Cause I'm wise beyond my years, they still wet behind the ears And lookie here, punk, you're in a bit of a conundrum Just one of a hundred chumps that's been locked up in this dungeon Most of these small-timers need a constant reminder That if you cross the line, then they're not gonna find ya You're gettin' sent to Heaven 'cause that's what Resin does You're not even a has-been, you're what they call a never-was You gettin' crushed 'cause you're not even half as dope A man is only as good as his last envelope These so-called gangsters are livin' in a fantasy The Wolfpack operates just like a crime family I got you motherfuckers riddled with kinks It's blood money printed in invisible ink It's a violent culture, that's how individuals think But freedom's what's envisioned when a criminal blinks [Chorus: Swann] It's The French Connection, north of the border Keepin' it heavy, yeah, we rockin' steady, settin' the margin From Toronto to the east, MTL Yeah, we takin' over gradually, it ain't hard to tell Smashin' out all you fake fucks for real though Got those steel toes that will crack through a steel door Y'all ain't ready for the bomb that we comin' with Every line we speak, got a shovel to put you under with [Verse 4: Phil Bousk] Sacre une claque dans ta face, qu'on te remet � ta place Mon plan y'est b�ton, pour qu'ton clan d'p�d�s tombe Reel Wolf, c'est mon blast, laisse tes [?] aimer ma [?] Que dans l'temps c'pas une farce, moi j'�tais un marchand d'bombes Oh ouais Frank, faut que j'rec', embraille, p�se su'l piton Dans l'game y'a trop d'fakes, j't'entour� de p'tits cons Fiston, si t'as rien d'bon � dire, ferme ta gueule Les nouveaux rappeurs se trouvent dopes, j'vais leur dire qu'ils s'trompent J'rappe, la foule s'agite comme un cyclone Elle m'dit tu fais la pute [?] qui t'manque juste un kit en silicone �a prend de dr�les de position, faut prendre le possession du tr�ne On dirait qu'vous jouez tous le m�me r�le dans le film la Guerre des Clones J'viens l� pour chanter des balades sur un gros break Big prod, Reel Wolf, c'est rien d'banal Voil� �a donne un r�sultat d'malade J'repr�sente [?] Montr�al Mes rivaux j'les aime saignant, appelle-moi monsieur Hannibal [Chorus: Swann] It's The French Connection, north of the border Keepin' it heavy, yeah, we rockin' steady, settin' the margin From Toronto to the east, MTL Yeah, we takin' over gradually, it ain't hard to tell Smashin' out all you fake fucks for real though Got those steel toes that will crack through a steel door Y'all ain't ready for the bomb that we comin' with Every line we speak, got a shovel to put you under with

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Credits

Writers
  • Mersinary
  • Bertrand The Visionary
  • Resin (CAN)
  • Phil Bousk
  • Swann