[Intro]
La pour niquer des meufs

[Verse 1]
I am a true man of culture, but as a Frenchman let me make that clear (Not a weeb)
Rappers are lacking their honor, so I would rather you call me a rapière (En guarde)
See I’m too quick with the steel while you’re lit, but your flames are too late like last year (Avdol)
I speak the language of love to these ladies, my blade’ll be giving them pap smears
Here to avenge ma cherie named Sherry
If you got two right hands, bitch, c’est la vie
That I’m ending with my hand, so you better flee
Cause Dio n’est plus mon Dieu, they set me free
I cut the cost because cash ain’t a thing
When you trapped in a room with a doll like Saw Three
Who wants to chop my nuts, but that ain’t how I swing
I would rather die than have you dishonor me

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Ouais, tu sais que je vais tuer ce fils de pute, en moins d’une minute
Ouais, je suis prêt pour une joute, je perce ton armure, puis je verrai ta chute
Ouais, tu sais que mon goût est exquis, pour les femmes, c’est pas ma faute
Ouais, I’m bringing the French revolution, so you know it’s time to execute

[Chorus]
Je m’en fou, why you want to trifle with my power?
I’m a knight in shining armor, piercing sky like an Eiffel Tower
Je m’en fou, why you want to dare to test your fate?
When I’m driving you to death your silver chariot awaits
Je m’en fou, why you pullin out a sawed-off shotty?
I’m a knight in shining armor, putting holes up in ya body
Je m’en fou, why we bringing you an Ora barrage?
I see your hand, we got you folding like an omelette du fromage
[Verse 2]
See you wanting more from a screen
Like it’s hermit purple to a TV
Now your girl is wanting all my CDs
Deez nuts cause I’m eating creatine
I was gettin all this action at three
Than you ever did in your being
Pardon my French, oui oui
But she’s polishing my oui oui
Killing all my friends? Then you gonna be perplexed
Stand is moving so fast, double image is a flex
When it comes to death, bon apetit, I’m a chef
Cause I be slicing onions when they die, you’re next
Get up off your Hol high Horse, I’m a knight, so
You know that a gun is never mightier than my sword
I be cutting bullets, then I’m cutting off your life force
You are French toast, feel the heat from the fire source
You a Hanged Man, facing me’s a death sentence
I’m a fencer if you sitting on the damn fence
Taking all offense if you only got fans, fam
I’m too fancy for a tramp femme, then
Tearing up the Centerfold, I don’t care for magazines
I’m defending all my honor while you do it out of greed
Challenging a matador? Your life is the price
Cause you know that I flow better than Vanilla Ice
[Pre-Chorus 2]
Ouais, le diable marche, je me battrai de ma chaise roulante
Ouais, quand ton âme te quitteras, de mon requiem, tu saura cette chanson
Ouais, une course contre le temps, le lièvre, la tortue, mais nous gagnerons
Ouais, I’m not afraid to climb up the stairs, you’ll stay unknown

[Chorus]
Je m’en fou, why you want to trifle with my power?
I’m a knight in shining armor, piercing sky like an Eiffel Tower
Je m’en fou, why you want to dare to test your fate?
When I’m driving you to death your silver chariot awaits
Je m’en fou, why you pullin out a sawed-off shotty?
I’m a knight in shining armor, putting holes up in ya body
Je m’en fou, why we bringing you an Ora barrage?
I see your hand, we got you folding like an omelette du fromage

[Outro]
I don’t make bread, I make baguettes