French+New+Wave+Rap

__It's Finally Here...The French New Wave Rap__

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Well I'm Truffaut Goin' in slow-mo I learned the facts of life on Nick-At-Night Le Petite Soldat Tripping on his gat With the foreign introspection making me look fat Held Anna Korina In the Santa Maria Knockout Jules and Jim 'Cause I love my senorita Forget to eat breakfast Breaking bread with fists Cornflakes at the pearly gates It's hit or miss Let me caution you From freaking out the multitudes With movies 'bout simple white dudes I'll stop the world and melt with you With legs up o'er my head Like Fu Man Chu Lights, Camera, Action This ain't method acting Put a gimp in a suit and the Full Monty's laughing Existential themes And a hipster's dreams I spread like butter when I hit the scene

[...psychedelic breakdown...]

I got mad jump-cuts And I do my own stunts I'm a breathless outlaw so let me be blunt It's a far cry from Hollywood But I don't care 'Cause my lens never ends with the smoke in the air The budget is low But the stakes are high I'm building these frames on the sly It's psychosomatic—a commentary Socio-political, I tell it like I see It's the eye of the camera—the thrill of the fight Start a revolution, 'cause you got the right! Mixin' with a new crowd, middle class Joes Stories 'bout life and mediocrity—slow Down and think about your daily routine You're just drinking some coffee But I threw it on the screen My axis is three-sixty Learn the geometry The black and the white—creating dichotomies 400 Blows from the brothers that know I got mad jump-cuts but I'm takin' it slow...