Arno — I'm Not Into Hop song lyrics and translation
The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "I'm Not Into Hop" by Arno.
Lyrics
I’m not into hop, I’m not into hop
Don’t step into Jesus shoes
Love has no need for rules
Heaven and Hell is around you
Et tu le sais
If God is inside you
I don’t give a hip, I don’t give a hop
Let’s rock 'till we drop
Faut arrêter les bombes que fleurissent les tombes
Pour que les enfants qui viennent au monde s’aiment
On veut plus de fausses joies, on veut plus de fausses règles
Et puis c’est toujours les mêmes qui saignent
Et puis merde si on doit se débrouiller seuls
J’ai vu les critiques, les mêmes depuis 30 ans
Par nos gouvernements
Ya pas, on se comprend pas, ils pigent pas
On se parle pas et on les voit pas
Mais ils veulent décider pour nous
Et puis nous, on préfère s’envier et se détester
On adore les histoires de quartier
Ca part dans tous les sens
Rien qu’on se bat mais on se trompe de sens
Carrément on passe pas pour des gens qui pensent
I don’t give a hip, I don’t give a hop
I just wanna rock
On veut juste faire de son mec, c’est çà !
I don’t give a hip, I don’t give a hop
Let’s rock 'till we drop
Ici la terre des pauvres ! Viens y voir les bénévoles
Fantasme pas sur les revolvers et le manque de bol
C’est rap’n rool et ah oui on est quoi?
Des chanteurs de hall !
Et on est pas se qu’ils croient mec
On croise le fer avec Belzébuth
Veux pas croire que Dieu veut nous mettre à la rue
Pour inspirer nos plumes
Lyrics translation
I'm not into hop, I'm not into hop
Don't step into Jesus shoes
Love has no need for rules
Heaven And Hell is around you
And you know it
If God is inside you
I don't give a hip, I don't give a hop
Let's rock ' till we drop
We must stop the bombs that Bloom graves
So that the children who come into the world love each other
We want more false joys, we want more false rules
And then it's still the same ones that bleed
And then shit if we have to figure it out on our own
I've seen the reviews, the same for 30 years
By our governments
No, we don't understand each other, they don't get it.
We don't talk to each other and we don't see them
But they want to decide for us
And then we prefer to envy and hate each other
We love neighborhood stories
It goes all the way
Nothing we fight but we make the wrong sense
We just don't pass for people who think
I don't give a hip, I don't give a hop
I just wanna rock
We just want to be her boyfriend, that's it !
I don't give a hip, I don't give a hop
Let's rock ' till we drop
This is the land of the poor! Come and see the volunteers
Fantasy not about revolvers and lack of bowl
It's rap'n rool and what are we?
Hall Singers !
And we don't know what they believe, man.
We cross iron with Beelzebub
Don't want to believe that God wants to put us on the street
To inspire our feathers