You all can curse me all you want – I’m on my way
Because I covered my ears – on my way
You can go on the right path, I’ll stay cornered
It’s okay if I’m swayed a bit, I don’t regret my choice
Where I’m standing is the mainland of hip-hop
I don’t copy the nigga niggas, I’m the real deal
See how I fulfilled it again? Just show and prove
I don’t need to show off my money to show you my dream
I like that – the more I climb up, the more I get filled up
Everyone reacts to my rhymes, even if they judge me, I’m special
I’m someone who works with the Korean alphabet
I will reach it someday, black heaven
If you’re not confident, step back – Sniper Sound – there’s only one life to live
Look carefully at where I’ll be in ten years

In 1989, my heart was brought out to the world
My life was like a piece of fishing bait on top of the gods’ gambling table
Don’t try to kill me – if I can’t win, I’ll disembowel myself and the only thing that’ll form is poison
The music that I’ve protected for five years is like a rugby ball
I kicked it, tackled it and dangerously ran with it, as I held onto it
Yes, I struggled as a weakling in this industry
But fuck you – I engraved this in my heart: “the weak beast still fights against the strong when danger comes”
This fight is becoming like an empty cartilage
Your Gucci, Louis Vuitton, fuck you all, fuck you all
I try to find a pass in this disgraceful boxing match defeat
That’s me, look carefully, the king’s throne is still only buzzing with flies
I promised my older sister who raised me, that I’ll be at that throne
If you’re afraid to fly high in the sky, just cut off your arms and legs

The street light is lonely as it shakes in the wind
I was fearless during the journey but in the end, couldn’t receive an answer
Reality is like being shackled up in a cramped prison
Like a person who can’t get drunk but acts drunk, a singing performer
I hold onto my tail that grows from eating my worries
I have fits of stubbornness that fuels my life, which is still too big
If you can’t shine on your own, you’ll just be at the very bottom that’s only filled with darkness
I can’t even close my eyes and only my scars are re-opening
The endless world has thrown me away in this cold place again today
With an empty stomach, I stared at the sky with hungry eyes
My values are becoming as deep as the blue moon of dawn
My continuous thoughts become my crutch that helps me to stand
Since I don’t know, I have no choice but to keep walking
My standards cannot be shaking even when they force me to despair
My breath quickens when I think about the twist that will slowly come
My hand, that tightly holds a pen till it turns blue, is also sharpening a knife

One vote for Plato!
If it’s not my path, I won’t go on it, I’m filled with stubbornness
Plato, who held a mic that penetrated the borders of the mind
A strange person who becomes the public enemy of many
But I enjoy penetrating other genres frequently
Like girls, I like to plan conspiracies
I’ll pick out all the roots as well, spraying on some weedicide
There’s no kick to the disses anymore, all the songs sound the same
You are all like flowers that can’t even be used as compost
It’s boys over flowers but we stick close to women
Those who lay down and look around in caution are the posers
You can’t put me on, our sizes are different
You can’t chew me, your teeth are all different
Righteous words are like fertilizer for the withering flowers
Squeeze out all the pus that’s in your head a day quicker
I still can’t fix this sick game of voyeurism that steals glances at your heart

ONE MIC ONE SHOT ONE MIND ONE LIFE
I’m the type to risk my life for my work
ONE MIC ONE SHOT ONE MIND ONE LIFE
My life is in war every day with a gun fight
I’m a stubborn guy who doesn’t know hot to quit
A top that spins the more you hit it
Even if I lose my dick, I’ll pay off my debts
If you touch me, I’ll clobber you, harpoon you and slaughter you to death
Yes, I’m pretty cruel for my future, for my surroundings
If I need to withstand harsh whippings, it’s OK if my body rips apart
I shut myself up in limitations, sacrifice my youth for my dreams
My house is on a monthly rent, my father stays up all night
A padlock called debts is hanging on us for several years
Like a fighter, I will fight every day to change all of these environments
If it’s for my future, I can chew up and swallow my tears

2009 was the chaos of Chwi Rap, I initiated a seed of riot in my mind’s army
This generation needs hip-hop, boom bap.bap boom boo boom bap!
Idiots – you’ve listened to O.G. rap for the first time and I will conquer the system of hip-hop that lost its king
Conquer the hip-hop world that is not claimed by anyone
In a household with endless internal conflicts, there’s only one solution
Make a costly sacrifice for the sake of justice
There needs to be a change in the royal lineup
My rap, my lyrics are my war funds
Your rap, your lyrics are rotten slush funds
I will reveal it all, your fucking overly luxurious homes
But before my album drops, my lips are locked
After my album comes out, soak it all in