Keith Murray | World Be Free (1996)

Tabarnak de marde, écoute-zé bien, c’est l’histoire du gang d’écureuils pure laine!

**Verse 1 – Opération Tin-Nut au TSX (POV écureuil pure laine)**  
Yo, j’m’appelle Ti-Nut LaFouille, j’viens d’la 3e Avenue,  
Sacré un acorn dans l’papier d’aluminium, brillant en tabarnak que ça flash comme une patente à Guy!  
J’passe par l’ventilation, les gardiens d’sécurité s’pognent l’boutte en r’gardant leur cell,  
J’débarque sur l’planète à traders, j’lâche mes boules shiny direct sur l’dell!  
«Câlisse, y’a des écureuils qui droppent des nuts en foil, osti d’calvaire!»  
Un bro en costume trois-pièces crie «C’EST PAS DANS MON BLOOMBERG ÇA, sacrament!»  
J’pogne l’cloche d’ouverture, j’la sonne avec mon ti-bonnet d’aluminium,  
Tout l’monde panique, y’en a un qui chie dans ses boxers Loro Piana, j’te jure mon chum!

**Verse 2 – Grand-papa Grignot le kamikaze de ’87**  
Mon grand-papa Grignot, un vrai écureuil de chantier,  
A grugé l’fil de la NASDAQ en ’87, direct dans l’jus, y s’est fait griller l’cul en beauté!  
ZAP! Y’a crissé l’feu à sa queue mais a mis l’marché à l’envers,  
20 millions d’actions ghostées, les traders pleuraient comme des bébés sans doudou, tabarnak de merde!  
Y’ont dit «c’tait une panne technique», mon œil, c’tait mon grand-papa qui s’est sacrifié,  
Y’est mort la queue fumante, une Molson dans une patte pis l’doigt d’honneur dans l’autre!

**Verse 3 – Mononcle Tremblay et l’blackout d’la mort ’94**  
Mononcle Tremblay, un autre malade mental, a dit «R’commence pas, j’va r’faire ça en reprise!»  
A remâché l’même fil en ’94, backup a chié d’la marde, 34 minutes de pure crise!  
Les humains ont mis des grilles, des cages, des capteurs de mouvement,  
Y r’viennent quand même, on passe par l’trou d’ventilation en criant «Baptême qu’y sent l’beurre d’peanutte ici-dedans!»  
De Trumbull à Toronto, on crash vos affaires pour l’fun,  
Parce que vos portefeuilles, on s’en crisse, on veut juste vos glands!

**Hook (x2)**  
Tin-nut tin-nut, osti qu’ça droppe,  
Écureuils du Québec, on fait péter vos stocks!  
Corneilles sur l’toit qui crient «CAW-CAW-CÂLISSE!»  
Si ça brille pis c’est à vous autres… ben c’est à nous aut’, sacrament!

On r’part l’fun, les gars. Prochaine cible: la Banque du Canada avec des glands en papier d’or 24 carats.  
Qui est game, tabarnak? 

Écureuil du Québec

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Yo, can I get a witness
Brothers don't want ta be on my hit-list
Time to kick positivity with the quickness
I'm breakin 'em somethin off slick
With soft hits
Now what is all this, am I Bo Vick?
I'm not havin it
It's time to chill, G
I know ya feel me
So bob ya heads back and forth wit the swiftness cause it's really
Bless the visitor so please stand
These men are Hieroglyphics
And yes that's the reason
That you're feeling like ya do don't attempt to simp
Be true to what ya know
Forget about pimps and limps
Close your eyes and think inspite of how we go right
Of wrong situations long, when you can't even think tight
And my view should be
A place just for the crews and g's
Face to face
It ain't no losing sleep, be
A million niggas havin good times
We pass to Del, makin mail
Kickin good rhymes
The doors are open, so you're welcome to do biz quick tricks
Risin, surprisin, and down 6-6-6
If ya need my help
Below lets takin a limb
Better than them, yes I am
First Sermon I'm the man

We havin church today
Ehmmm, we havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Oh, Git out your seats, havin church today
Clap your hands we're havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today

And ain't no such thing as a curfew
Cause when you're chillin on this vibe
Ain't nobody gonna hurt you
Relaxin, kickin and maxin
Strictly no packin, listenin to the sax, and
Takin time to the hole, is just another hobby troop
And plus I'm juiced, and Mike G is bringin barbecue
Sparin ribs
There it is, whoomp
Ain't no harm in movinU your arms
And feelin the groove
Bringin a ting-a-ling to your body. Move
And if ya can't
We're laying hands all over you
Close your eyes, and repeat after me
It ain't the power comin from pastor Snupe Lee
Phesto test
Your abilitys as you're an usher
Hush ya
Wit the silence of the spirits
Than rush ya
Wit your hand stand on the grand non-ficition
And hurry up so we can do the benediction

(Chorus)

Extra Prolific's havin church today
Souls of Mischief havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Em, Casual's havin church today
Yes the Shamen's havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today

We're havin church today, 'em
My man Del's havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today
Oh, git out your seats havin church today, 'em
Yes we all havin church today
Lift your hands, to the man, don't be shy
We're havin church today

Oh, it's going down...
Hieroglyphics..
For tha nine four

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