I'M STACKIN' KEYS, GETTIN' CHEESE
AIN'T GOT NO FUCKIN' FRIENDS
IT'S DONE WITH EASE, BUSTA, PLEASE
DON'T TOUCH MY DIVIDENDS
SELLIN' CRACK, 20 SACKS
FOR THESE FUCKIN' FIENDS
NO FUCKIN' JACKS, ONLY MACKS
TO TAX MY FUCKIN' GREEN
FEEL THE BASS HIT YOUR FACE
FUCK THE NEIGHBORS
OUTERSPACE, ANY PLACE
TO CHASE MY PAPER
THE FUCKIN' QUEEN, IN BETWEEN
LIGHT AND DARKNESS
CUT THE SCREEN, FUCK THE SCENE
THIS BITCH IS HEARTLESS
IT'S THE LADY, LADY E
NO ONE CAN KEEP UP WITH ME
I KILL YOU ALL SO WICKEDLY
YOU COWARD MOTHERFUCKERS FLEE
FROM MY VICIOUS GLOATRE RHYMES
FROM THE EVIL QUEEN OF CRIME
STOP ME IN THE NICK OF TIME
MOUNTAINTOPS AND FRANKENSTEIN
IT'S THE LADY, LADY E
NO ONE CAN KEEP UP WITH ME
I KILL YOU ALL SO WICKEDLY
YOU COWARD MOTHERFUCKERS FLEE
FROM MY VICIOUS GLOATRE RHYMES
FROM THE EVIL QUEEN OF CRIME
STOP ME IN THE NICK OF TIME
MOUNTAINTOPS AND FRANKENSTEIN
GOT A STRAP IN MY LAP
IN THE HOO RIDE
POP A CAP, MAKE YOU NAP
FUCKIN' HOMICIDE
GOT NO GUTS, TEST MY NUTS
WITH YOUR BITCH ASS
WE GOT THE CUTZ, PUT YOUR BUTT
IN A BODY BAG
MOVIN' BRICKS, CHOPPIN' DICKS
IT'S MY SPECIALTY
CRUCIFIX, TRIPLE SIX
A NECESSITY DEADLY LINES INTERTWINE
WITH YOUR PUBIC HAIR
STORY LINE, COLUMBINE
FUCK YOUR THOUGHTS AND PRAYERS
E IS FOR "EMCEE," YOU SEE
THE H IS FOR "HOSTILITY"
ANOTHER E FOR "ENEMY"
P IS FOR "LE PANDEMIÉ"
R IS FOR "RUTHLESSLY"
I BRING THE FUNK SO TRUTHFULLY
NO NEED FOR FAME, I KILL THE GAME
IN SATAN'S NAME SO BRUTALLY
WHEN I'M KICKIN' IN YOUR DOOR
THEN THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
SMOKIN' ALL YOU FUCKIN' HOES
SNORTIN' ALL YOUR FUCKIN' BLOW
THEN I HIT THE CITY STREETS
TRUNK-O-FUNK, THE GLOATRE BEATS
KILLIN' EVERYONE I MEET
EVIL, PSYCHOPATHIC FEAT
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK AT ALL
BREAKIN' ALL THE FUCKIN' LAWS
TAKIN' NAMES AND BUSTIN' JAWS
MAKIN' GAINS AND DRAWIN' STRAWS
PLAYER AT THE GATES OF HELL
COOKIN' UP SOME ROCKS TO SELL
NEVER GOIN' BACK TO JAIL
SMOKIN', LOC'N MADEMOISELLE
DEVIL SHIT, NEVER QUIT
I PUT THE WORK IN
THROW A FIT, THROATS ARE SLIT
WHY YOU SMIRKIN'
IDENTIKIT DON'T MEAN SHIT
CAN'T BE CERTAIN
'NEATH THE MASK, BET YOUR ASS
I BE LURKIN'
BODY BAGS, TOES WITH TAGS
YOUR MOMMA HURTIN'
FORENSIC LAB COUNTIN' STABS
IT WAS THIRTEEN
I WATCHED YOU DIE, DIDN'T CRY
THE FINAL CURTAIN
I STOLE YOUR RIDE, JUMPED INSIDE
GOT TO SWERVIN'
IT'S THE LADY, LADY E
NO ONE CAN KEEP UP WITH ME
I KILL YOU ALL SO WICKEDLY
YOU COWARD MOTHERFUCKERS FLEE
FROM MY VICIOUS GLOATRE RHYMES
FROM THE EVIL QUEEN OF CRIME
STOP ME IN THE NICK OF TIME
MOUNTAINTOPS AND FRANKENSTEIN
IT'S THE LADY, LADY E
NO ONE CAN KEEP UP WITH ME
I KILL YOU ALL SO WICKEDLY
YOU COWARD MOTHERFUCKERS FLEE
FROM MY VICIOUS GLOATRE RHYMES
FROM THE EVIL QUEEN OF CRIME
STOP ME IN THE NICK OF TIME
MOUNTAINTOPS AND FRANKENSTEIN
E IS FOR "EMCEE," YOU SEE
THE H IS FOR "HOSTILITY"
ANOTHER E FOR "ENEMY"
P IS FOR "LE PANDEMIÉ"
R IS FOR "RUTHLESSLY"
I BRING THE FUNK SO TRUTHFULLY
NO NEED FOR FAME, I KILL THE GAME
IN SATAN'S NAME SO BRUTALLY
WHEN I'M KICKIN' IN YOUR DOOR
THEN THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOR
SMOKIN' ALL YOU FUCKIN' HOES
SNORTIN' ALL YOUR FUCKIN' BLOW
THEN I HIT THE CITY STREETS
TRUNK-O-FUNK, THE GLOATRE BEATS
KILLIN' EVERYONE I MEET
EVIL, PSYCHOPATHIC FEAT
I DON'T GIVE A FUCK AT ALL
BREAKIN' ALL THE FUCKIN' LAWS
TAKIN' NAMES AND BUSTIN' JAWS
MAKIN' GAINS AND DRAWIN' STRAWS
PLAYER AT THE GATES OF HELL
COOKIN' UP SOME ROCKS TO SELL
NEVER GOIN' BACK TO JAIL
SMOKIN', LOC'N MADEMOISELLE
supported by 23 fans who also own “Lady E (Varbadré)”
De l'importance du titre ou Comment une juxtaposition de mots savamment choisis permettra à l'auditeur attentif de repérer chez Old Nick une transition vers un cadre spatio-temporel plus proche de l'ère victorienne gothique, confirmée par les clavecins et cuivres au synthé, mais aussi de parodier le contexte susmentionné, parodie amplifiée par un raw black metal chaotique : un essai au sujet de T.N.O.T.A.A.T.P.B.T.Q.A.S.F.A.B.O.O.T.D.O.S.S.T.T.E.V.H.S mené par Sir Jordan Vauvert en l'an 2024. Jordan Vauvert
supported by 22 fans who also own “Lady E (Varbadré)”
Je ne sais pas exactement comment traduire le titre Flying Ointment. Ma première hypothèse, c'est "Pommade qui donne la faculté de voler" et elle fait sens parce que le synthé a un rôle plus important ici et, malgré quelques phases cauchemardesques, les ambiances sont mystiques et libératrices. Mais, sachant que Old Nick prend un malin plaisir à rendre ce remède inaccessible, caché derrière un raw black metal technique (practitioner arrache tout !), il s'agit peut-être d'une "Pommade volante"... Jordan Vauvert