Autore: Frankie Hi-NRG MC

Frankie Hi-NRG MC – Le Perdute Ali Dell’Olecrano

Yo mate ça. On est classé Un arc et des flèches tel Cochise faut décrocher Décrocher la lune et préparer le combat Booster son aura comme dans ma tribu du Ghana Poètes avec des amulettes, le mike c’est l’gris-gris Ainsi du 1.6 à Barbès la populace crie J’ai le corps et le texte, j’te parle même pas du cortex Entre dans ma loge sans ta toge si t’as le corps sex Élimine Flemming, pénicilline ce pénis lime clean Doux tel le Darjeeling. Claude MC Darling Becteur de noix de kola. J’crois qu’c’est c’qui l’affola La folle a dit qu’mon zizi faisait toujours la Ola Ola la. Confrérie fat beat : section commando Droite comme nos idéaux. Porteur du flambeau Solaar. Me voilà j’accours Avec le coeur de Biggie et le corps de Tupac Shakur CLAUDE MC SOLAAR Claude MC Solaar alias le cinquième as CLAUDE MC SOLAAR CLAUDE MC SOLAAR Claude MC Solaar alias le cinquième as CLAUDE MC SOLAAR J’suis pas un wagon, j’t’le jure sur la tête du train Pas de poudre aux yeux, pas de poudre de perlimpinpin Total artistique. Tout comme dans les arts plastiques Je suis le créateur, donc je suis unique Rolex, Luxe, Philippe Patek et Lexus. Créent l’exodus Le coeur s’écarte du plexus Appelle moi playboy, ex cow-boy qui destroye Schizophrénique. Cinquième As. Castor Troy Atteinte à la sécurité de l’État attentat...

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Frankie Hi-NRG MC – Il Giocattolo

Fiumi di parole, torrenti di eventi che lenti insidiano le menti delle genti, rendendole impotenti, sterili e incoscienti come salici piangenti in mezzo al turbine dei venti… e questa ? la realta’: unica, tragica, storica, priva di retorica, figlia dell’America, isterica discarica di oniriche illusioni che ci appaiono paradisi ma che invece son gironi infernali di emozioni artificiali, dove lacrime di gioia e di dolore sono uguali, banali, formali, sagome piatte, bidimensionali…quinte di un teatro permanente, di un circo di fenomeni formato dalla gente, secondo quella logica appresa dai latiniche il pane e gli spettacoli ci rendono agnellini: miti, passivi, inoffensivi, privi del bisogno d’accertarsi d’esser vivi… siamo cani sperimentali di Pavlov, la cui salivazione vien dalla televisione controllata, manipolata, pianificata secondo il palinsesto che prevede la giornata… comincia dal mattino, fino alla sera, l’isterico pigiare delle dita sopra alla tastiera del telecomando scettro esecrando ora accellerando, ora rallentando e’ lui che ci comanda in questa sarabanda d’opinioni di fantocci: basta scegliere la banda…UHF, VHF, occasioni di beffe ce ne sono a bizzeffe: basta! Ribellarsi ? un dovere… DISCONNETTI IL...

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Frankie Hi-NRG MC – Pace E Guerra

I’m shovin’ off like an ocean liner No one can rock the microphone finer East, west, north, South Carolina Alex and Vivian chillin’ at Mel’s Diner Off to China ’cause I got a show there Get my passport, then I’m gonna go there Who do I know there? I guess no one But I will have fun and I get the job done On the airplane, movin’ like the Concord Come and join me, everybody on board You won’t be bored with the stuff I’m pickin’ up Watch me quicken up and with the pace, I pick it up Pick up the pace [Chorus] Second verse and never cursin’ Rockin’ the microphone with the style that I’m reherasin’ In person, that means liver Swimmin’ and slimmin’ just like a deep sea diver I’ll arrive, uh, just to go faster Grab the microphone and show that I am the master Of disaster, cookin’ up a potion With the funky rhymes to put the people into motion Of the ocean, movin’ like the water Here’s the menu, go place your order It’s a slaughter, a felony of chatter And pickin’ up the pace is the subject matter [Chorus] Break it down Oh yes, I pick up the pace Take a look at the crowd and take a look at my face Listen to my rhyme and listen to them yell It’s...

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Frankie Hi-NRG MC – Rap Lamento

We celebrate seven weeks Miker “G” and Sven We took a holiday with all our friends It was a time to relax and let your worries behind Exactly seven weeks or something crossed my mind It was the shine of the time we never forget One morning our parents kicked us out of our beds We told them it was stupid, don’t play the fool But the answer was short: “You gotta go to school!” G’s running up and down and everybody know Rappin’, rockin’, poppin’ in the street-kid-show Miker “G” rocks the house and you know what I’m saying Now when he’s on the mic there is no delaying So you better run to see him in your neighbourhood He’s rappin’, rockin’ all the way to Hollywood Hey, check it out, these are the words we say Yo, scream with us: we need a holiday! We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday (Put your arms in the air, let me hear you say) We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday (Put your arms in the air, let me hear you say) We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday (Miker “G” and Sven were here to stay) We gonna ring-reng-a-dong for a holiday (Hey, check out the new style we just play) We are going on a summerholiday If you want to go, yo, Sven We’re going to London and New York...

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