[ hook ]
Codjo fon zan, bo whé calavi ( yeah)
Dé édjè tokpa, é mon bus dokpo, et c'est remplie que des mecs
E biô houn ô min,,,
During the journey,
he provokes a debate by insulting the thieves, claiming that they all deserve to die.
É man toun dô adjotô lèkèdè min wè édé....
Arrival at destination, adjotô lè dé sou djèté, bo suivre ton sôyi wouégbé bo hououi
Dé codjo kou gbon nin ( okou)
E bla hou tahoun ( tahoun
Codjo fallait fermer ta bouche ( yeah )
Mi vè nô blo dèdè mi ni do gbètômin ô ( ooo)
e bla hou, e bla hou ... codjo est mort
[Verse 1]
In this tin box rolling towards Calavi,
Language becomes a weapon that destroys an entire life.
We speak ill of "bad boys" to sound cool,
We forget that in the dark, the snake remains motionless.
Codjo points his finger, he laughs at those who loot and kill,
"These dogs deserve the rope!" he cries, his sight blinded.
The passengers' silence is not a sign of agreement,
It's the wolf's stillness before its powerful bite.
He insulted the storm as the clouds were forming.
Arriving at his destination, he gets off with his arrogance,
But four shadows follow him, marking the end of his luck.
He didn't see the signs, he didn't read between the lines,
His own voice became his final command.
Iron spoke where words should have remained silent;
Codjo now sleeps under two meters of earth.
[ hook ]
Codjo fon zan, bo whé calavi ( yeah)
Dé édjè tokpa, é mon bus dokpo, et c'est remplie que des mecs
E biô houn ô min,,,
During the journey,
he provokes a debate by insulting the thieves, claiming that they all deserve to die.
É man toun dô adjotôô lèkèdè min wè édé....
Arrival at destination, adjotô lè dé sou djèté, bo suivre ton sôyi wouégbé bo hououi
Dé codjo kou gbon nin ( okou)
E bla hou tahoun ( tahoun
Codjo fallait fermer ta bouche ( yeah )
Mi vè nô blo dèdè mi ni do gbètômin ô ( oo)
