[VERSE1: JJK]
NEW ERA. AIRFORCE. BAGGY PANTS. HHEADPHONES.
Nod. RHYME AND FLOWS. RESPECT. FRIENDS OR FOES.
Breathing knowledgeable speakers. Rhythm of the progressive and conservative.
SOUND’S GETTING BIGGER. Revenge for an underground culture.
The trick to success is not always oegolsudeului this place COURSE.
TOO MANY WALKING CORPSE. Sweat of the earth will soon be under the stick
RHYME put the vouchers, MC initiator of the military,
Blank on the battlefield. Geuleonaen two ssatyini stigma,
Complete the masterpiece, the creator of the look-alike,
Rose up violently transformed. NO ONE CAN STOP’EM1).
Embraces the seeds of talent that inundate the land underneath.
Surprisingly, the low land. GO AHEAD. DOUBT ME.
Oral history, RHYME NOTE.
Doedeut writing the Bible written masterpiece. I KNOW.
Wings of an eagle. Are you our dreams?
That is the march of the signal. Are right now,
“Street prophet, like an animal naejitja
Those who took something the world really about a circle
I heard no sounds to listen to your hand. Empty cup
Will be filled with the knowledge or long sleep awakenings.
“BE UNDERGROUND”
[VERSE2: SLEEPY]
Whenever I say HIPHOP away … MUSIK.
UNDERGROUND balhideon youth youthful stage
BEAT & RHYME SKILL & FLOW naebaeteotji just do whatever we want
Anything you say to me Spent all labs
I WANNA GO BACK. Now I am a slave of money
I’m sick of silly love songs etc.
Chiwodwo mideowo not all of them do not even need any up
Until now regrets FALL BACK.
[VERSE3: BASICK]
I cry more than the TV. Ask jeoreongeo waehanyago.
Jeoreongeo money channeled doeni. Underground reduced vacancy.
Flood of anger over the fire. ERRBODY2) PUT’EM UP. Get on your knees over again.
FUCK THAT. WHO THE TRUEST. Act like a spoiled child.
LABELS WANTED MY NAME, BUT I REFUSED TO LEAVE THE GAME
Younghan only two differences. I taekhaetne in select taste.
Huhoein life. Not want to be fashionable today, trotting human. KNOW WHAT I’M SAYIN
[VERSE4: VASCO]
Banjiha venue was just over 10 people in the hazy lights and the cheers of the audience and
Nopgeman seemed unusually stage, wire-SM583) MIC, and my hands firmly abided by the
Finally at the end of the select few under.
MICROPHONE CHECK 1,2 strengthen your legs and the hull
For the whole of one another for the entire
We can not understand the common sense NON-SENS.
[VERSE5: BEENZINO]
BEING UNDERGROUND? FUCK IT, do in words, what are you doing?
I want cars all look the same anyway. Jyaenen
If you’d rather have something yeonein two doegopeun
But when I say this, everybody ahniyorae
Eight columns reality ppaneunge finger
But you know what they do have centipedes gyaenen eopji
If you wave your very own wells so thirsty
You guys who is similar to others, who the hell?
[VERSE6: B FREE]
Listen, if you bought a house back in COP4) AGAIN
For librarians again I see enough chakgakhae Classic
For what I am, whether I yokanmeokeo.
MUHFUCKA GO AND SUCK AND FUCK A DICK WITH NO FUCKIN RUBBER5).
FAKE TO ME pop melodies taken from
Television is controlled by the dummy’s that
Abreast of all the smelly corruption PD
You guys look jotdoeneun sell DVD shoot
[VERSE7: RIMI]
GRAND LINE RECORDS, COOKIZ, OVERCLASS
Underground to talk about me without me no
You’re back late, but confessing the human hajamyeon
Personally I’m not hungry adults do not.
A lot more sense taldo
BUT TRUST ME, the front length is not eodupjin
I know it’s hard, sometimes painful
Broadly speaking, it’s PART OF MY HISTORY.
[VERSE8: INNOVATOR]
MICROPHONE UNDERGROUND Underground Theater
Between densely packed buildings emerged as the soul turns
Reaching out rather than hiding it inside baetneunde
El here than me have to get used to the day of vaginal
I also dreamed of the day waiting for a day or two a fortnight sumswikda
Losing touch with reality always catches up to chase a dream for the day
I’m So those who fought
I MAKE MY FLOW TIGHT RIGHT
I SPIT TILL I GET MY GAME RIGHT
MIC to one I see who I ROCK, I know that I’m different.
Mufasa everything I PAPA BECAUSE hwakbaksalnan hapil
I take the fate of saving innovations hwangguk chegebara
Hip Hop Republic of Korea Dear Ah stop geunuganal
My ankles never Kopetsky all gogaeman kkalttakkkalttak
The under-hop idol, not musician UNDERCOVER
Fool fool you want to earn some money to walk too excited
[VERSE9: MINOS]
CLUB HEAVY cod down the stairs, when
Musty my lungs being filled.
Graffiti carved into the street, SPEAKIN ‘TRUMPET.
Naebaetneun drunk FREESTYLE.
Old house, and the polka. Bolpenttong monami meun fill a blank page. RAP SHIT.
Did not get too hot to drink more alcohol out properly sokahpeo naebaetji. Bloody hell, idiot.
RHYME eye pops up every one you think.
Go ahead, say so. “Got it all wrong, ahdada.” Dumb dumb on the TV.
Whether you’re bothered waking thought ten thousand people gathered at the city RAP.
Another ‘KICK”ll still dreaming because what?
So I am turning tops. ‘Pure fractions are not selfish – KEEP IT REAL’
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