Hatsune Miku

Kamis, 12 Maret 2015

EPIK HIGH (FEAT. BEENZINO, VERBAL JINT, BOBBY, BI, MINO) – BORN HATER

I’m a born hater.
Dali, Van, Picasso?
nan bellaseukeseu, mille, el fuckin’ geureko.
nae eko.
VJui gamseong shit?
da bogeuphyeong Blo.
nae aryu, munhasaeng shieeet.
nae wollae seonggyeogeun ireoke
nawa munje hana eobseodo fuck ‘em.
So I understand, wae nal eotaek haneunji.
geu namjadaun cheok
and why you act like a bitch.
baji beotgo siwonhage kkallamyeon kka.
tajinyodo gieowa.
I’m tryin’ to love ya.
eoullijanha mwonga.
nae yeokseoljeogin sarmgwa.
muhandaereul geuryeojuryeo sseureojin palja.
neoui geu muikhan yeoldeunggam
narang musuhi buteobwatja ni sonhae.
deol tteoreojin geu sagoneun ni bujuui.
naega nunui malhaetji?
nan du su wi.
nan mwol haedo ilbuilcheojuui.
mother fuckin’ yuilmui.
I hate my haters, obviously.
ireol ttaen senseuhyeongi bureowo, jeogi eobseuni.
eoieobtji nae seonggongi oemo deogieotdani.
ninega ppaneun beullohyeongi nae yeopbange isseo jigeum.
geureonikka jom dakchisiji.
geunde yaenen swiji anko gasipjil.
Man i’m everywhere like oxygen.
aeseokhagedo ni exdo nae ppasuniji.
Stop talkin shit like you know the shit.
nan nine pideubaegi pillyoeobseo soljikhi.
neorang naega wae haeyahae eumak yaegil?
niga nahante botaengeoragon mauseuro satdaejil.
Man, fuck you
ani fuck your ID
ani fuck your IP, man I’m sick of ya’ll geeks.
neon jeoldae mot wa yeogin. yeogin, this is your dream.
My vehicle’s foreign, and my bitches modelin.
Some of y’all are born haters.
namnyeonoso gakgyegakcheunge bunpodwaeisseo.
naega mwol hadeunji tagonan cheonbakhameuro baneunghae.
janinhan marilji moreujiman it is in your nature.
Type one.
naega keorieo kkeutnaebeorin aedeulgwa
gakkai itdeon i badagui jiindeul.
nune ttuineun teukjingeun
kkori barphilmankeum eopgye nae facte ganghameul deureonaemyeo
jeonmungain cheok haneun jiruhage gin geul.
Type two.
jal an pullineun jasinui sarm jeonbu da itgo
hansungan bunnoreul nallil daesang,
geuge machim naega doen case.
gwiyeopgo ttakhae
hajiman beopjeok jochi ape daechaegi yomangdwae.
nameoji types, mogigateun jonjae.
gonggi malgeun dongneilsurok ganghago dokhae.
sallyeodugo sipjiman eojjeol su eomneun ipjang.
geollijeokgeorinikkan.
Wow.
yeogil jom bwa.
geopjaengideureun araseodeul domangga.
No doubt.
bogoinna?
naega kkoumyeon neonedeuldo hadeonga.
kkokkkok sumeora.
ni meo meo meorikarak boilla.
eodil neombwa.
seukeiri dalla
yeogin muthafuckin’ do or die.
maebeon biteu wie ttongchilhaneun naui raep.
chimae jeungsangeun myeot nyeon jeonbuteo kkwae simhae.
gasawa sanggwaneomneun rhyme tteokchire
kkore jeongsukhae ‘yo”jyo’ro geiraepjil hae.
chingudeureun imi raep geomurinde
geu saie nan tteo inneun gireum.
choego anin choeakbuteo sunseoreul maegil ttae
yeol songarak ane kkophineun ireum.
da deullyeo, neoui bianyang.
naeseongman neureo nopajigiman han chisaryang.
saengsareul neomnadeulmyeo gutgeonhaejin mentareun seongji.
modogeuro doyakhaneun haetarui gyeongji.
ttaega doemyeon pi boneun i badagui saengni,
imi nae mogeul norijiman.
nun kkamppak an hae.
na motnasseodo bitchdeul saieseon
nannominikka.
nimi ’18nyeondo jjeume nal bomyeon
jigeum ireon mal motal geol.
bojangdoen seonggong.
hoesappariraneun jjinttadeurui yeokgong.
nal ssibeodaedo baro kkameogeo, bungeocheoreom.
ppeokkeum
beullakbieseo nawa balladeu debwihago fucked up.
sillyeogeuro yeogi wa, na badageseo teorㄴeop.
geundedo molla naui keonsep dwie garin monseuteo.
teopteophaenneunde jal dwaenne.
MINO. Huge boy. geurae naega gyae.
So sonhae bwa ppameul huryeochineun taedo.
biteureul meongneun jimseung, igeon sugan.
nal kkakka naeryeobwatja gabyeowojineun nae du bal.
ildo manheun naege jakku yeoreul baramyeon
wanbyeokhage haenaeji. jal yeol badayo.
walgawalbuhasigi jeone geoulbuteo bosigo
tibie naega naomyeon kkeusideon ga haseyo.
naega byeonhaetdago hae, nae dwieseo.
naega baradeon banikkan
badageseo chaempieonkkaji gwi ttagaun pideubaege
ihaehaneun cheok haneun nae
gogae kkeudeogimeun biteueman eoullyeo.
yetnal sangsigen
gyeongnyeogi byeoseurigo seonbaega jeonbu, boy.
sigani peondeunya?
pasanhaera eolleun, boy.
hyeongdeuldo bulleo, sajangnimdo gwaenchanha
nae daegariga keojil surok ni simjangeun jjollyeo.
hiphap jugigin swipda, matji?
18se gamseongeuro 20sedeura.
E’ybody sound the same.
Commercialize the game and she’s dead.
It’s show time.
matneun malman hanikkan arae wi eopda sipeo?
nae mari jageukjeogiramyeon neon baro Bobbyreul ssibeo.
nan maikeul jabeumyeon gwanjungege thriller.
neon maikeureul jabeumyeon bidulgido jaril tteo.
Wow.
yeogil jom bwa.
geopjaengideureun araseodeul domangga.
No doubt.
bogoinna?
naega kkoumyeon neonedeuldo hadeonga.
kkokkkok sumeora.
ni meo meo meorikarak boilla.
eodil neombwa.
seukeiri dalla
yeogin muthafuckin’ do or die.
Yo
naega eodikkaji ganeunji
jibeseo tibiro jikyeobwa, stupid.
Yo
naega eodiseo mwol hadeonji
gamanhi inneun nideul bodan ttwieona, stupid.
mudaewien ttokgachi saenggin gigyedeuri seolchine.
hanmadiman halge. That’s no no.
gibureul haedo songarakjilhaneun haterdeurege
hanmadiman halge. That’s no no.
English :

Tablo)
I’m a born hater
Dali Van Picasso
I’m Velazquez, Millet, el fuckin Greco,
It’s my echo, the feel of a VJ, shit
You’re all cheap versions of Blo, my imitators and pupils, shit
This is how my personality always is
Even if there’s no problem, fuck em
So I understand why you attack me
They say to me, be a man, why you act like a bitch
Want me to take off my pants and let it all out?
TaJinYo, you’re cute, I’m trying to love ya
It doesn’t go with my paradoxical life
My collapsed fortune tries to draw infinity
Your useless complexes, no matter how much you try to go against me, it’s your loss
Your stupid accidents are due to your carelessness
I told you many times, I’m two counts above you
Whatever they say, I’m a monogamist motherfuckin one and only
Beenzino)
I hate my haters, obviously
Times like this, I’m jealous of E-Sens, he has no haters
I can’t believe they say my success comes from my looks
You all suck up to Blo hyung but he’s right next door right now
So shut up but these kids don’t rest with the gossiping
Man I’m everywhere like oxygen
I’m sorry but even your ex is my fangirl
Stop talking shit like you know this shit
I don’t need your feedback, honestly
Why do you and I have to talk about music?
The only thing you did to me is judge me with a click of your mouse
Man fuck you, no fuck your ID, no fuck your IP
Man I’m sick of your geeks
You can never come here, this is your dream
My vehicle’s foreign and my bitches mallin
Verbal Jint)
Some of y’all are born haters
Male, female, old, young, distributed across all levels of society
Whatever I do, they respond with their innate shallowness
I don’t know if this is cruel to say but it’s in your nature
Type one, those whose careers I ended and the close people I knew in this industry
The characteristic that stands out in them
Is that they run sly business circles
As they expose the strength in my facts
Writing long, boring articles as if they’re experts
Type two, those who forget about their own unsuccessful lives and let out their anger instead
I’ve become that case for them, how cute and pathetic
But when it comes to the law, they demand countermeasures
All the other types, they’re like mosquitoes
The cleaner the air is in a village, the stronger and venomous they are
I want to let them live but I have no choice
Because buzzzzzz, they’re annoying
BI)
Wow look over here, cowards will run away, no doubt
Are you looking? If you don’t like me, then you do it
Hide carefully, I can see you, how dare you underestimate me
The scale is different here, it’s motherfuckin do or die
Mithra Jin)
My rap dementia smears shit all over the beat
Symptoms showed up starting a few years ago, it’s quite serious
Pounding rhymes that have nothing to do with the lyrics
Acting all quite and refined with my kind of looks
My friends are already all rap stars
But I’m like the floating oil in between
When they start naming not the best but the worst
My name is always on the top 10
I hear everything, all your cynical comments
My tolerance just keeps increasing, my fatal doses keep getting higher
Going past life or death to my strong mental holy ground
Saving my mental state by becoming a maniac
When the time comes, you get tired of winning in this industry
They’re already going after my neck
But I won’t bat an eye, even if I’m not that great
Because I’m a guy between all the bitches
Mino)
If you saw me when you were 18 years old
You wouldn’t be able to say these things
Losers saying that it’s a guaranteed success all thanks to my company
Even if they hate on me, I’ll peel and eat em all like a carp, fuck em
Coming from Block B, debuting as a ballad group, fuck ya
I came here with skill, turn up on this floor
But they don’t know the monster hidden behind my concept
I was starting to feel tasteless so this is good
Mino, Huge Boy, yeah I became that
It’s your loss if you try to smack me with that attitude
Whether you’re a beat-eating beast or not, I can’t tell
You can try to cut me down but my feet feel lighter
I’ll do it perfectly, you’ll get mad
Before you criticize, look into the mirror
If I’m on TV, then just turn it off
Bobby)
They say I changed and I think it so
Because that’s what I wanted, from the bottom to being a champion
I don’t care about the criticisms or feedback from people who think they know it all
Me bobbing my head only goes with the beat
In the olden times, experience gave you a high position and seniority was everything (what)
If time is the fund, hurry and declare bankruptcy boy
Call the hyungs, even the CEO is ok
But the bigger my head gets, the more anxious you get
It’s easy to kill hip-hop, right? Do it like an 18 year old, you twenties people
Anybody’s under this air, commercial against MCs there (show time)
You think I’m rude for saying what’s true?
If my words provoke you, then just hate on Bobby
When you hold the mic, it’s like a thriller for the audience
When you hold the mic, even the pigeons fly away
BI)
Wow look over here, cowards will run away, no doubt
Are you looking? If you don’t like me, then you do it
Hide carefully, I can see you, how dare you underestimate me
The scale is different here, it’s motherfuckin do or die
Yo watch me on your TV to see how far I go, stupid
Yo, whatever I do, wherever I am, I’m better than you all sitting still, stupid
On the stage are machine-like kids who all look the same, trying so hard, let me just say one thing, that’s no no
Haters who hate even when I give, let me just say one thing, that’s no no

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