VALD - Shoot un ministre (English lyrics) - The International Connect

(Intro)
It’s for all the guys, on the brink, crushed in the gear, bro
(Verse 1)
I know it’s been a longtime you’re thinking about killing people That you’re thinking about burning the bench, that made you so suspicious Even by going after innocents, to pass the time
I can understand that you’re angry when rappers just rub their tip Big pimple, do you feel that I kill ?
Do you feel that I kill ? without ballet skirt
You have trouble imagining yourself peaceful in the future
Getting hard watching weird stranges whores, but you don’t make cash anymore Deserted the campus, you really don’t think that a degree
Gonna heal your childhood, clean the blood on the wall
All the punches you received and all your stitches
When you understand that the world is yours as long as you blow But that’s not your plan, you don’t have any plan
You’re resolved about having resolutions next year
You don’t relate to anything, You’re alone in front of their
perfidious motherfuckers beliefs, it makes you look stubborn
But you don’t give a fuck : that is the truth
None of these motherfuckers deserved to be there
You sink, you would like to satisfy your insane impulses
Your giant bushes don’t hide anymore your revulsion towards people

(Chorus)
Shoot a minister ! Shoot a minister !
Shoot a minister ! Shoot a minister !
If you want to kill somebody, bro… Shoot a minister !
Perhaps you do something good, bro… Shoot a minister !
Too many corrupt people, bro, release your anger on responsible ones ! Too many pedophiles, bro, release your anger on responsible ones ! Shoot a minister ! Shoot a minister !
If you want to kill somebody, bro… Shoot a minister !

(Verse 2)
Go frowning
I know you’re hurt, boy, go frowning
Never on time, but it’s logical when you don’t give a fuck
You see your life like a rapist whose hands come forward and… And you see only one choice it’s runaway, hoping that they’ll run out of steam But you roll with the punches, chained you shout : « Fuck them all ! » That’s your favorite chorus during your drug use
Totally fucked up, dude this son of a pig get the crowds set up But I’m not gonna fight you, you’re not the first bitter dude
Who give up, to not shoot himself, stop
You’re full, you would like some help but you must have lost the signal You should lick some ass, that’s too much !
Into the abyss, you look down not to see your parents
You only see fear on their eyes towards their failing son
Bystanders’ son dying waiting for the coup de grace
Bloody assholes fill their gaps with Nike’s shoes
But you don’t give a fuck : that is the truth
None of these motherfuckers deserved to be there
You sink, you would like to satisfy your insane impulses
Your giant bushes don’t hide anymore your revulsion towards people

(Verse 3)
You don’t relate in TV, They don’t feel you neither
You’re in this ball like a percentage of people that dance samba Pacing, What for ?
There is already your own kind getting excited in front of the Eden But they don’t get in, huge bitches this way !
Even cheap Paris Hiltons wearing fishnet stockings, You’re doing some serious shit Yeah you lose your mind, when you foresee a cheek
Only your sister worthwhile, but that would be incest
Big pimple, do you feel that I kill ?
You sink, you would like to satisfy your insane impulses
Your giant bushes don’t hide anymore your revulsion towards people

(Outro)
For all the dudes on the brink : stop killing innocent people, for god sake V.A.L.D !
Big pimple, do you feel that I kill ?
Without ballet skirt, You’ve got blood on your ass
Frank naked bitch, you’re not this smart
There’s the blood on the wall, hahaha fucker
V.A.L.D, bro !