Osaka Lyrics English Translation by Orelsan
Hatita, Hello, Caen, Paris-Charles-de-Gaulle, Tokyo Narita
Needles, Kapital, Beams, Nanamika
Osaka swimsuit rose-black, Lalalalisa
Proud of my city, even in league 3
Cross us at the other end of the world, you can tell we live there
I still hang with my old buddies who dress badly
Bums who call all Asians “Chinese”
For my delayed adolescents, under sativa
So lacking in identity, they’re already praying
I have buddies who rap better than you, who make pizzas
Guys from the construction site at two pints, at 12:03
Don’t ask where I am, I’m here
Always here like the hippies at festivals
No time to bitch about these biatchs
Ten Bercy, I still don’t have my final form
Stop, please, stop trying so hard
It’s not you or your life, it’s cosplay
There’s only fucking posers, you listen to my album at midnight when it drops like the unemployed
You’re busted like—, shattered like—
You talk shit, you regret it and you delete your comments
The more you talk into the void, the more it echoes
The older I get, the more I fuck mothers, it’s the norm
Superstar for the normies, Rick & Morty t-shirt, don’t give a fuck about their lives
I’m in Kansai, you’re in front of the computer in a sordid office, between Evelyne and Monique
In Japan, everyone calls me Orelsan-san, I’m their aniki, their sensei, their senpai
In Japan, everyone calls me Orelsan-san, I keep leveling up while you level down
It’s just a little sparring but since you’re a hater, you throw elbows
For pity’s sake, stop sucking your own dick, you’re gonna break your neck
One hundred percent of the guys who insult me on X have soccer profile pics
I arrive like a human bomb shouting “Bunch of bastards, love each other”
Your wallpaper is your girl, your girl’s wallpaper is a landscape
I send a dick pic, turn your phone to landscape
You get close to the speakers and you leave with your hair straightened
I do whatever, it goes viral, I’m like HIV
Before, I had fun with weird tracks in smoky bars
I saw little rich kids become crust punks or ferret punks
Your little brother is fluorescent green, your dumbass friends got him high
I’ve already been through that, I know it’s hard but it won’t last
I’ve always been off-topic, in school, I was off-topic
With family, I was off-topic, in showbiz, I feel off-topic
I don’t do coke, I just have a cold, I don’t leave my house, I’m walled in
Big dumb team in the HQ, don’t bother, I don’t fit in the budget
I send signals but you don’t see that I’m pretending to be interested
I stay polite, three minutes later, I start to forget respect
Call me when you’ve finished the game, I’ll tell you about the DLC
Bunch of bastards, one day, you’re gonna have to pay back the NFTs
Superstar for the normies, Rick & Morty t-shirt, don’t give a fuck about their lives
I’m in Kansai, you’re in front of the computer in a sordid office, between Evelyne and Monique
In Japan, everyone calls me Orelsan-san, I’m their aniki, their sensei, their senpai
In Japan, everyone calls me Orelsan-san, I keep leveling up while you level down