음악같지 않은 음악들 이젠 모두다 집어치워 버려야해
우리가 너희들 모두의 귀를 확실하게 바꿔줄께 기다려
하하 참으로 놀라와 진짜인 우리가 돌아와
조금씩 너희가 있는 곳에 서서히 올라가
거기 갔자 거기 있어봤자 진짜를 보여줄께 우리가 거기 닿자마자
세상 이상 너무나도 괴상 너희가 최고라니 그건 너무 환상
우리는 타이거 또한 실력의 차이가 많이 나는 우리 바로 what? 드렁큰 타이거
Now light my fat club up, what up?
With the intoxicated Tiger style Rock a Rolex-worth 24 thou
Now calm down Just touched ground Stroll around
Espionage When I’m down I’ll leave town Got more pounds
Chocolate that Cash-back guarantee
‘Nuff for all of us No need for greed Plant some seeds
Just lay low and watch for the stakeout
Fuzz think there smart But we’re smarter so we fake out
눈을 감아 들어봐 온 몸으로 느껴진 전율
주는 대로 받아먹는건 이쯤에서 그만 두어야 해
You and you W-A-C-K who? You and you W-A-C-K who?
You and you W-A-C-K who? Come back home See me tapping your boo
You and you W-A-C-K who? You and you W-A-C-K who?
You and you W-A-C-K who? Come back home See me tapping your boo
That’s amazing the way I get you dazed with only thoughts be paper
Chasin’ after you who claimed you’re this
In fact you misbehavin’ like the twenty dozen E-heads at the rave and
Syllables incredible like Elephant that you’ll be cravin’
You make me nauseous Too many nigga be Johnny blazing the rhymes off
My anuses embarasses a dope MC The sessions be so torturous
Poisnous incense that was lit to get you bent see I represent
I spit my verbs eatin’ bean curd
Niggas tried to hear and heard about the kid With the fat knob word
Shoot it in your face in small amounts Hell no!
In large globs, sa I fertilige your ears With the sweet nouns
Contest my intelligence I inject my elegance to
all you fat
bitches to the curb That’s absurd
Taking down the studio MCs I’m the king
with the crown No deception Is there a question?
Put your hads up Put your hands up
All the players in the house Put your hands up
Put your hands up Put your hands up
All my Crown-sipping niggas Put your hands up
lntoxicated Tiger dropping topics
Hypnotic in illogical melodic sonic
Boom up your optic Sippin’ gins without a tonic
Under the disco light I rocked it ain’t no optical illusion It’s only a logic Hey
Suckers pass the mic when my rhymes takes a flight I got the type of flow
Yo, act like you know I slay way deep seas at the Disco tipsy off the Cisco
My brain’s flyin’ like Crisco While I’m eatin’ sucker’s style like Nabisco
눈을 감아 들어봐 온 몸으로 느껴진 전율
주는 대로 받아먹는건 이쯤에서 그만 두어야 해
음악같지 않은 음악들 이젠 모두다 집어치워 버려야해
우리가 너희들 모두의 귀를 확실하게 바꿔줄께 기다려
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