Do you know why everybody lies?
I don’t mean to hurt you
But we need to let this out? * 2
Exactly the same thing the music industry forced the puppet
Your sad clown dolls’ debut tightrope
Alignment of the slave toy play there singing
Commercial logic machines to earn money easily flings
Looks like a little kid that made you change your clothes only
Music also bekkyeotdae, yes, I understand that sometimes
This is a fake look real great songs only
In full view of a young adventurous producer
The public is exactly how I want to make it special
Cowards like you enough money geopnaehaetdeon
No derogatory remarks yokyina two eumaken
Advice and warnings and hatred and anger
Jjajeungman, as well as the hysterical spinster
Knowing the meantime, all were concerned about
Pop party felt awful nagging inflammation in
Children grow hungry and there was Idol
This music is gritty truth, because reason
Get ready for the new year
Ready for the new year
You gotta realize it’s time change * 2
It’s not predation, eating music, music
Heart of many artists all black music
Repeat nine fifty fifty meaningless without the music
Turn on the TV the moment it’s not the same anymore NO
Plush toys from the factory to create a few good packaging
Rigo then tossed a few foreign songs and do some social networking
It does not matter, if not singing skills now that body and face
I’m a singer and actor, the original goal would
I miss the 90s, could escape the confines
When it rains, do not sleep at night, the end of the night busted
So many things changed environment, the golden age of the MP3 CDP was extinct
Mind that holds that music can do and still got away from the genre mean
Planning for a chance to make money just could not get some disease or
I do not like to say that this is your song Ugly Duckling
Wassup, we Sniper Sond.
Ah! Why is all the same geotna
Are you lost in the missing author hantangjuui
Everyone has their own God-given abilities to fight in the battle
Like a squirrel in a treadmill squad repeated
It’s about me and my criticism, blasting
Tantra of janglin seongjanghagocheun suhaengin
I’d walk, and a little more solid
I, too, taking off the hard bondage bondage bondage
“Ey, who dat little kid talking smack?
Do dat again imma knock hin out “
No sir, I was just pointing out
where the heck I think this market’s at
Like you were lost in town sir
Money got you occupied sure
But don’t you recall the good ol ‘days
when you weren’t getting paid
kinda living on the pavement singing in the basement trying to make a big hit
facing the cracks in the wall, you were shaking
it was mad cold, but you heart, warm
“You don’t know sh .. I’m doing real good”
hmmm memory therapy ain’t gonna work
Then I have a question, my hands in the air
Are you ready for the new year?
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