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liveghoul ยท 8 months ago
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Namjoon Song's Lyrics
Throw Away
Where u at?
Too much
Something
Sucide
Life
Illest Bitch
Favorite Girl
Regular Girl
Expensive Girl
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liveghoul ยท 1 year ago
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๋ฒ„๋ ค (Throw Away)
Bounce, bounce, bounce
RM, motherfuckers!
RM, motherfuckers!
Go
์–ด๋””๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ฐ€๋ณผ๊นŒ ๋’ค์งˆ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ฐ€๋ณด์ž
์‹ฌ์žฅ ๋ฐ•๋™์€ ๊ฐ€์†ํ™” ์ด๊ฑด ๋ฐ”์ฃผ์นด ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ์žก์ˆœ๋‹ค
๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋‹ˆ ๋ณดํ…Œ๊ฐ€ ์ง€๊ฐ‘
๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋„ˆ์˜ ๊ทธ ์‚ฐ์†ก์žฅ
ํƒœ๋„์™€ ๊ผฐ๋Œ€ ๋งˆ์ธ๋“œ
๋‹ค ํƒœ์›Œ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋จธ๋ฆฌ ์–ด๊นจ ๊ฐ€์Šด๊นŒ์ง€
Put some liquor on it
And put some motherfuckin' beatbox on it, ah
์ง€๊ธˆ ์†๋„ hundred
Yeah, put some motherfuckin' hundred, hundred, hundred
์ „๋ถ€ ๋– ๋‚˜์ž
์–ด๋””๋กœ
๋‹ค ๋ฒ„๋ฆด ์ค€๋น„ ๋์–ด?
์ € ์œ„๋กœ
๊ฐ–๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ ๋‹ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค suckers
๋ชธ๋„ ๋ง˜๋„ ์ „๋ถ€ ๋‹ค burn up suckers
์šฐํƒฑํด๋žœ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ bring the ruckus
์†Œ๋ฆฌ์งˆ๋Ÿฌ ๋›ฐ์–ด ์”น์–ด๋จน์–ด burn up motherfuckers
์‚ฐ์ด์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์ด๊ฑด ํž™ํ•ฉ ์„œ์ปค์Šค
๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ์ฆ๊ธธ ์ค„ ์•ˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์ง‘ํ•ฉ suckers
์ฒ˜๋จน๊ณ  ํž˜๋‚ด ์ด๊ฑฐ๋Š” ์ง‘๋ฐฅ suckers
We go hundred to the hundred to the hundred to the hundred
Where should I go to? Let's go until I've searched through
My heartbeat speeds up, this is a bazooka, it'll eat you up
Throw it away, your Bottega wallet
Throw it away, that new invoice of yours
Attitudes and the minds of the old
Commit it all to the flames, head, shoulders until your chest
Put some liquor on it
And put some motherfuckin' beatbox on it
The speed is now hundred
Yeah, put some motherfuckin' hundred, hundred, hundred
Everybody let's go
Somewhere
Are you ready to throw it all away?
Up there
Throw away all the things you have suckers
Body and heart and everything, burn up suckers
Like Wu-Tang Clan, bring the ruckus
Scream, run, chew it up, burn up motherfuckers
Like San E, this is a hip-hop circus
If you know how to have fun, gather up, suckers
Pig out and have strength, this is home cooking, suckers
We go hundred to the hundred to the hundred to the hundred
๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋‹ค x4
Throw it, throw it, throw it all x4
Got an automatic dick, got an automatic stick, got an automatic
Got an automatic beat, got an automatic bitch, got an automatic
Got an automatic shine, automatic, automatic mind
Automatic flow, automatic rhyme
Automatic, automatic, automatic, automatic
์Šˆ๊ฐ€ํ˜• ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ dope man, RM ๋‚ด ๋„๋ฉ”์ธ
๋ˆˆ๊น” ๊นŒ๋’ค์ง‘๊ณ  go sane ์ด๊ฑด ์ Š์–ด์„œ ์‚ฌ์„œ๋„ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ณ ์ƒ
์‚ฐ์ด์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ์ด๊ฑด ํž™ํ•ฉ ์„œ์ปค์Šค
๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ์ฆ๊ธธ ์ค„ ์•ˆ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์ง‘ํ•ฉ suckers
์ฒ˜๋จน๊ณ  ํž˜๋‚ด ์ด๊ฑฐ๋Š” ์ง‘๋ฐฅ suckers
We go hundred to the hundred to the hundred to the hundred
Like Suga hyung's dope man, 'RM' is my domain
Turn eyes inside out and go sane, this what you suffer when you live as you're young
Like San E, this is a hip-hop circus
If you know how to have fun, gather up, suckers
Pig out and have strength, this is home cooking, suckers
We go hundred to the hundred to the hundred to the hundred
๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋‹ค x4
Throw it, throw it, throw it all x4
๋ผ๋ ์‘ค์‚๊นŒ๋”ฐ๋ฝ€์Ž„์ด
๋ˆˆ๊น” ๊นŒ๋’ค์ง‘๊ณ  ์กด๋‚˜ ๋…ธ๋„ค
We go hundred ์‚ด์‚ด์€ ๋ชปํ•ด
I'm alright, you alright
์ž˜ ๋…ธ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๊ณ ์ƒ
์šฐ๋ฆฌ ์ง‘ ์™œ ์™”๋‹ˆ I came here to fuckin' party
์ „๋ถ€ ๋‹ค lodi dodi like a snoopy doggy doggy
I'm alright, I'm alright
์กด๋‚˜ ์ข‹์•„ I'm alright
We go hundred, we go hundred ์ „๋ถ€ ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ์˜ˆ์—
Turn eyes inside out, play like hell
We go hundred, we can't be picky
I'm alright, you alright
Playing well is suffering
Why did you come to our house? I came here to fuckin' party
Everybody lodi dodi like a snoop doggy doggy
I'm alright, I'm alright
Fucking good, I'm alright
We go hundred, we go hundred, throw throw throw everything away,
๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋ฒ„๋ ค ๋‹ค x4
Throw it, throw it, throw it all x4
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liveghoul ยท 1 year ago
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Where U At
You know
Time flows like stars
You donโ€™t know your future
So where you at baby
Lets ride with me
์‹œ๊ฐ„์€ ํ˜๋Ÿฌํ˜๋Ÿฌ ๋ฒŒ์จ ๋‚˜๋„ ๊ณ 1์ด์•ผ
์ด๋Ÿฐ๋ฐ ํ•ด๋†“์€๊ฑด ์—†์–ด ๋ฏธ๋ž˜๊ฐ€ ๊ณ ๋ฏผ์ด์•ผ
ํ˜„์‹ค์ด ๋‘๋ ค์›Œ ์†Œ์‹ฌํ•ด์ ธ๋งŒ ๊ฐ€๋Š” ์š”์ฆ˜
๊ณต๋ถ€ ์ข€ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋Š” ์นœ๊ตฌ๋“ค์„ ๋ณด๋ฉด ๋А๊ปด ๋ˆ์€
์„ธ์ƒ์˜ ์ „๋ถ€๊ฐ€ ์•„๋‹ˆ๋ผ๊ณ  ๋ฐฐ์› ๋Š”๋ฐ
ํ•™๊ต๋Š” ์ปค์„œ ๋ˆ์ข€ ์ž˜ ๋ฒŒ๋ผ๊ณ  ์• ์›์„ ํ•ด
ํ›Œ๋ฅญํ•œ ๋ถ„๋“ค์„ ๋ณด๋ฉด ์ € ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์–ผ๋งˆ๋‚˜ ๋ฒŒ๊ณ  ์žˆ์„๊นŒ?
๋ญ ์ด๋Ÿฐ ์ƒ๊ฐ๋ฟ์ธ๋ฐ
์• ๋“ค์˜ ๊ด€์‹ฌ์€ still ์ด์œ ์—ฌ์ž์™€ ์Šคํƒ€๋“ค
๋ญ ์–ด์ฉ” ์ˆ˜ ์—†์ง€ ๋‚˜๋„ ๋ถ„์œ„๊ธฐ ํƒ“์„ ํ•˜๊ตฌ
๊ดœํžˆ ๋ถˆ์•ˆํ•ด์ ธ ์ฑ…์žฅ์„ ๋„˜๊ฒจ๋ด๋„
์•Œ ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋Š” ๋ง๋“ค ์–ป๋Š” ๊ฑด ์กธ์Œ ๋’ค์˜ ํ”ผ๋กœํ•จ๋ฟ
Oh ์ž˜ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ๋„ ํ•˜๋‚˜ ์—†๋Š” ๋‚˜
์ด ๋„“์€ ์„ธ์ƒ์— ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•„์š”ํ•˜๊ธด ํ•œ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
Boy ์ด์   ์‚ฌ์ถ˜๊ธฐ๋„ ์•„๋‹Œ๋ฐ
๋Œˆ ํ•‘๊ณ„๋„ ์—†์–ด ๋‚œ ์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋Š”๋ฐ
Where you at?
Time passes and Iโ€™m already in the 10th grade
But I havenโ€™t done anything so Iโ€™m worried about my future
Afraid of the reality, I become timid these days
I can feel it when I look at some of those friends that study
We learned that money isnโ€™t everything in life
But the school implores you to earn a lot of money when youโ€™re older
Seeing successful people it makes me wonder โ€˜how much that person making?โ€™
Well, thatโ€™s whatโ€™s on my mind
The guys are still interested in pretty girls and celebrities
Well I canโ€™t help it either I just go with the flow
Despite flipping through the pages of the book I still feel anxious
The only thing we take from the words we donโ€™t understand is sleepiness and exhaustion
Oh, there isnโ€™t one thing that Iโ€™m good at
Does this world need somebody like me?
Boy, youโ€™re not an adolescent any longer
I donโ€™t have anymore excuses to give, where am I going
Where u at?
์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ baby where you at?
Where are you going, baby where u at?
Where you at? Where you at, baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at?
์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ baby where you at?
Where are you going, baby where u at?
Where you at? Where you at, baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at?
Where u at ๊ทธ๋ž˜ ๋„ ๊ดด๋กญ๊ฒŒ
ํŒŒ๊ณ ๋“œ๋Š” ๋ฏธ๋ž˜์— ๋Œ€ํ•œ ๋ถˆ์•ˆ ๋•Œ๋ฌธ์—
๋ฉํ•ด์ง€๋Š” ๋•Œ๋„ ๋งŽ๊ณ  ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋‚˜ํƒœํ•˜์ž–์•„
์ฐจ๋ผ๋ฆฌ ์–˜๊ธฐํ•ด, ์Šค์Šค๋ก  ๊ด€๋Œ€ํ•˜์ž–์•„?
Ok, ํ•™๊ต๋Š” ๊ทธ์ € ๊ฑฐ์ณ๊ฐ€๋Š” ํ™˜์Šน์—ญ์ด๊ณ 
ํ•™์›์€ ์ž ์‹œ ์‰ฌ์—ˆ๋‹ค๊ฐ€๋Š” ํœด๊ฒŒ์†Œ์ฏค์œผ๋กœ ์—ฌ๊ธฐ๊ณ 
๊ฐ€๋”์€ ๋ฌธ๋“ ๋ถ€๋ชจ๋‹˜๋“ค๊ป˜ ์ฃ„์†กํ•ด์ง€๋„ค
๊ทธ๊ฐ„ ๋“  ๋ˆ์ด ์–ผ๋งŒ๋ฐ.. '๋‚œ ๋Œ€์ฒด ์™œ์ด๋ž˜?'
์„ฑ์ ํ‘œ ๋ฐ›๋Š” ๋‚ ์ด ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ ค์กŒ์Œ ์ข‹๊ฒ ์–ด
๊ธธ๊ฑฐ๋ฆฌ๋ฅผ ๊ฑท๋‹ค๋ณด๋ฉด ํ๋ฅด๋Š” ๋งŽ์€ ๋…ธ๋ž˜์—์„ 
๋‚˜์™„ ๋™๋–จ์–ด์ง„ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์–˜๊ธฐ๋ฟ, man
์งœ์ฆ์ด ๋‚˜ ์˜ค๋Š˜๋„ ๊ณต๋ถ„ ์•ˆ๋˜๊ฒ ๋Š”๋ฐ
๋ง›์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ๋‚˜ ๋จน๊ณ ์‹ถ๋‹ค ์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐˆ๋ž˜
"์•„ ๋๊ณ  ํ•™์› ๋•ก์น˜๊ณ  ํ”ผ์”จ๋ฐฉ์ด๋‚˜ ๊ฐˆ๋ž˜?"
๊ทธ๋ž˜ ๊ฐ€์„œ ์ปต๋ผ๋ฉด ๋จน์œผ๋ฉด ๋˜์ง€ ๋ญ
๊ณ ๋ฏผ์€ 3๋ถ„, ๋‚˜๋จธ์ง„ ๋‚ด์ผ ๋ฐฐ์šฐ์ง€ ๋ญ
Where u at? okay youโ€™re feeling distressed
At the growing insecurity of your future
In a daze most of the time and out of it
Speak up instead, youโ€™re self-indulgent
Ok, school is a step you take to through the interchange station
Academies are considered as short rest stops
At times I suddenly feel sorry towards my parents
Thinking about how much money theyโ€™ve put in for me.. โ€˜what is the matter with me?โ€™
I wish I could wait for the day the report card arrives
As I walk down the streets most of the music that flows out
Are love songs which are irrelevant to me, man
I feel annoyed again today forget about studying
I want to eat something delicious, where do you want to go?
โ€œHey forget it, letโ€™s skip academy and go to the internet cafรฉ?โ€
Alright we can go and eat cup ramen there
Worry for 3 minutes, we can learn the rest tomorrow
์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ baby where you at?
Where are you going, baby where u at?
Where you at? Where you at, baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at?
์–ด๋””๋กœ ๊ฐ€๋‹ˆ baby where you at?
Where are you going, baby where u at?
Where you at? Where you at, baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at baby?
Where you at? Boy, where you at?
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liveghoul ยท 1 year ago
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Too Much
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
Theres no need for us to rush it through
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
๋งค์ผ ๊ธฐ๊ณ„์ ์œผ๋กœ wake up, ๊ธฐ๊ณ„์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋ฉ”์ดํฌ์—…
๋ฐ›๋Š” ์‚ถ์— ์ต์ˆ™ํ•ด์ ธ ๊ฐ€, ์ž์˜์‹๊ณผ์˜ breakup
์–ธ์ œ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด๊ฒŒ ๋งŒ์กฑํ–ˆ์ง€?
๊ฟˆ์„ ์ด๋ค„๋†“๊ณ  ๋ฐฉ์ข…ํ–ˆ์ง€?
ํŽธํ•˜๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด์„œ, ์ ๋‹นํžˆ ์ง€๋‚ด๋ฉฐ ๋ชฉ๊นŒ์ง€ ์ฐจ์˜ค๋ฅธ ๋ถˆ์„ ์‚ผ์ผœ๋Œ”์ง€
๊ทธ๋ž˜ ๋‚˜๋„ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ฐธ ์—ญ๊ฒจ์›Œ ๋พฐ์กฑํ•œ ์นผ๋‚ ์ด ๋ฌด๋ŽŒ์ ธ์„œ
์ƒ๊ฒจ๋ฒ„๋ฆฐ ์Šค๋ฌด์‚ด์˜ ์ฃผ๋ฆ„์‚ด, ๋ณ€ํ•œ๋‹จ ๊ฒŒ ๋‘๋ ค์› ์–ด
๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์†์„ ๋“ค์—ฌ๋‹ค๋ณธ๋‹ค๋ฉด ๋ถ„๋ช… ๋‚  ๋น„์›ƒ๊ฒ ์ง€
์ด์ œ ์™€์„œ ๊ธธ์„ ์žƒ์€ ๋‚ , I can i can hear my old friends laughing
Hey, but i just wanted to show what i got
๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ๋žฉ์„ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์—ˆ์„ ๋ฟ์•ผ u said Iโ€™m an puppet, fuck Iโ€™m not
๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋งŽ์•„ ๋‚ด ๋จธ๋ฆฟ์†์— ์ด ์ˆ˜๋งŽ๊ณ ๋„ ์ˆ˜๋งŽ์€ ์ƒ๋…๋“ค
๋‚˜ ์ž ์‹œ ๊ฑฐ๋‘๊ณ  ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ฒ ์–ด ์ด ์‰ด์ƒˆ์—†๋Š” ํŒŒ๋„์˜ ๋ง๋…„์„
Yeah I'm a monster, ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ ๊ดด๋ฌผ์ด ๋œ ์ด์ƒ ๋” ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ผ ์ˆœ ์—†์–ด
๋‹ค์‹œ ๋„ˆํฌ์™€ ๊ฐ™์€ ์ธ๊ฐ„์ผ ์ˆœ ์—†์–ด ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ์”น๋Š” ์ด์œ ์—ฌ๋„
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์•„ํ‹ฐ์ŠคํŠธ๊ฑด, ์•„์ด๋Œ์ด๊ฑด donโ€™t give a fuck this is my life
์ด๊ฒŒ ์ฃฝ์ด ๋˜๊ฑด ์ฃฝ๋ฐฅ์ด ๋˜๊ฑด ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ฐจ๋ฆฐ ๋‚ด ๋ฐฅ์ƒ์ด์•ผ
Everyday like a machine I wake up, automatically put on make-up
That kind of life has grown familiar to me
Since when have I been so satisfied with myself?
Did I, after achieving my dream, indulge in it?
To live โ€œcomfortablyโ€, โ€œappropriatelyโ€, I swallowed the flames that had welled up to my throat
Thatโ€™s right iโ€™m quite disgusted with myself as well, the sharp knife has dulled
Forming the wrinkles of my twenty year old self, I was afraid of such changes
If somebody could look inside my hะตad, theyโ€™d probably mock me
Smirking at the mะต whoโ€™s lost his path, I can, I can hear my old friends laughin
Hey, but I just wanted to show what I got
All I ever wanted to do was rap, you said Iโ€™m a puppet, fuck Iโ€™m not
Thereโ€™s too many of these countless, infinite thoughts in my head
Now Iโ€™ll put myself aside and wait for the endless waves of negativity
Yeah, Iโ€™m a monster, once you become a monster you can no longer be a person
I can no longer be a human like the likes of you all
Even if thatโ€™s the very reason why people curse me
Whether Iโ€™m an artist, or an idol I donโ€™t give a fuck this is my life
Whether itโ€™s porridge or gruel, this is the meal Iโ€™ve prepared for myself
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
Theres no need for us to rush it through
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
๋ฐ”๋‹ค์™€ ์‚ฌ๋ง‰๋ฐ–์— ๋ชป ๋ณด๋˜ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ์ด์ œ ์šฐ์ฃผ๋ฅผ ๋ด
์ž‘์€ ์ŠคํŠœ๋””์˜ค๊ฐ€ ์„ธ์ƒ์˜ ์ „๋ถ€์ธ์ค„ ์•Œ์•˜๋˜ ๊ผฌ๋งˆ, ์ด์ œ ๊ฒจ์šฐ ๋ฐ–์„ ๋‘˜๋Ÿฌ๋ด
I thought it was a real, got no time to chill, no time nobody to get healed
๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋งŽ์€ stars, ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋งŽ์€ dreams, ๊ทธ ์•ž์— ๋‚œ ๋จผ์ง€์ผ ๋ฟ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ํ˜„์‹ค
์„ ๊นจ๋‹ซ๊ณ ์„œ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์—ˆ๋˜ ๊ฑด ๋” ์ฒ˜์ ˆํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ์ž ๊ถœ๋˜ ๊ฒƒ
๋‚ด ๋ถ„๋…ธ๋ฅผ ์ฐธ๊ณ  ๋•Œ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์–ต๋ˆŒ๋Ÿฌ์„œ ๋” ๋‹จ๋‹จํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๊ฐ€๋’€๋˜ ๊ฒƒ
Yeah I'm a fucking monster ์•„์ด๋Œ ์–ด๋ฆฐ ํŒฌ๋“ค์€ ๋‚  ์‹ซ์–ดํ•ด 'cause I'm a fuckin monster
ํž™ํ•ฉ ํŒฌ๋“ค๋„ ์‹ซ์–ดํ•ด 'cause I'm a fuckin idol rapper who cant come to their concert
Yeh right? ์ด์ œ ์†์‹œ์›ํ•ด right? so how you doing bitches?
๋‚œ ์กด๋‚˜ ๋ˆ ๋ฒŒ์–ด fine thank you and you bitches
์ธํ„ฐ๋ทฐํ•  ๋•Œ๋งˆ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋žฌ์ง€, ๋‹ˆ ํ–‰๋ณต์„ ์ฐพ์•„๋‚ด
๊ทผ๋ฐ ๋‚˜๋„ ์š”์ฆ˜์€ ๊ฐ€๋”์”ฉ ํ—ท๊ฐˆ๋ ค ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜์˜ ํ–‰๋ณต์„ ์ฐพ์•˜๋Š”์ง€
๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ํ•˜๊ณ ์‹ถ์€ ์Œ์•…, ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€ ๊ทธ ๋งŽ์€ ๋ง๋“ค์„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ
๋ฐ”๋ž˜์™”๋˜ ์ˆœ๊ฐ„, ๊ฐ„์ ˆํ–ˆ๋˜ ๊ฟˆ๊ณผ ๋งˆ์ฃผํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฒƒ
๋‚œ ๋ถ„๋ช… ๊ฟˆ์„ ์ด๋ค˜๋Š”๋ฐ, ๊ทธ ๊ฟˆ ๋’ค์— ์„œ ๋ง์„ค์ด๋„ค
์ƒ๊ฐ์ด ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋งŽ์•„์„œ ๊ทธ๋ƒฅ ๋ฌด์–ธ๊ฐ€ ๊ณ ํŒ ๋˜ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ๋‹ด์•˜์–ด
The me who could only see deserts and seas is now looking up at the universe
The small child who thought the tiny studio was the whole world is only just peering outside
I thought it was a real, got no time to chill, no time nobody to get healed
Too many stars, too many dreams, the reality is in front of these things iโ€™m just a speck of dust
Once I realized that the only thing i could do was more severely lock myself in
Tamper back my fury and press it down, more strongly hide myself away
Yeah, Iโ€™m a fucking monster, young idol, fans hate me 'cause I'm a fucking monster
Hiphop fans hate me too 'cause Iโ€™m a fucking idol rapper who canโ€™t come to their concert
Yeah right? Youโ€™re happy now right? So how you doing bitches?
Iโ€™m earning a lot of fucking money fine thank you and you bitches
Every interview I said to them, go find your happiness
But lately I get confused sometimes, whether Iโ€™ve found my own happiness
The fact that Iโ€™m making the music I want to make, saying the things I want to say
This is the moment Iโ€™ve been waiting for, now facing the dream I so desperately wanted
I definitely achieved my dream, but after the dream I find myself hesitating
With too many thoughts, I just showed the me thatโ€™s hungry for something
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
Thereโ€™s no need for us to rush it through
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
Theres no need for us to rush it through
Donโ€™t think about it too much too much too much too much
This is more than just a new lust for you
Let it go
Let it go
Let it go
Whatever it is
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Something
๋ฉˆ์ถฐ ๊ทธ ๊ณณ์— ์ œ๋ฐœ ๊ฐ€๊นŒ์ด ์˜ค์ง€ ๋งˆ
์•Œ์•„ ๋‚˜ ์ด๋Ÿฌ๋ฉด ์•ˆ ๋˜๋Š” ๊ฑธ ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์ž˜ ์•Œ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š”๋ฐ ๋‚˜
But I fall for ya, so I call for ya
Oh my girl, for ya ๋‚˜ ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ๊ฑท๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด
๋„ ์ฒ˜์Œ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์•„๋‹ˆ ๋” ์ „๋ถ€ํ„ฐ
๋งˆ์Œ์— ๋’€๋Š”์ง€๋„ ๋ชฐ๋ผ ์•„๋ฌด๋ž˜๋„ ์ƒ๊ด€์—†์ž–์•„
Oh ๋„ˆ์™€ ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ ํ˜ผ์ž ์žˆ์„ ๋•Œ
์ด ๋ถˆํŽธํ•จ์„ ๋–จ์น  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด
But oh ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ์žŠ๊ฒŒ ๋ผ ์ž๊พธ ์žŠ๊ฒŒ ๋ผ
๊ธฐ์นจ๊ณผ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์€ ๊ฐ์ถœ ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด baby
Stop there, please donโ€™t come close
I know if Iโ€™m like this it wonโ€™t work
I know all too well
But I fall for ya, so I call for ya
Oh my girl, for ya I want to walk with you
You from the beginning no from earlier than that
I donโ€™t know whether you liked me
In any case it doesnโ€™t matter
Oh when Iโ€™m with you, when Iโ€™m alone
I canโ€™t shake this discomfort
But itโ€™s okay that you forget me, itโ€™s okay that you keep forgetting me
You canโ€™t hide a cough or love, baby
This could be something
This could be something
This could be something
This could be
This could be
This could be something
This could be something
This could be something
Maybe it's just nothing at all
But this could be something
This could be something
This could be
This could be
This could be something
This could be something
This could be something
Maybe it's just nothing at all
At all, at all
At all, at all
Maybe it's just nothing at all
At all, at all
At all, at all
I guess it's what we make it
Tick 'n tock, i juss keep on knockin'
Plz don't stop, juss put me on top
๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€์ง„ ์Šฌํ””์˜ ์ƒ‰๊น”๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ณต์œ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์–ด
์ง„์งœ ์ง„์‹ฌ์ด์•ผ
๋‚จ์ž์นœ๊ตฌ? ๋‚œ ์‹ญ์  ๋งŒ์ ์— ๋ฐฑ์ 
ํ‚คํฌ๊ณ  ๋ชฉ์†Œ๋ฆฌ ์ข‹์€ ์ „๊ตญ๊ถŒ ๋žฉํผ
๋˜‘๋˜‘ํ•œ ๋จธ๋ฆฌ, ํ—‰ ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋‚˜๋Š” ๋น„์œจ
๋‚˜์™€ ๋‹ค๋‹Œ๋‹จ ๊ฑด ์–ด๋”” ์ž๋ž‘ํ•  ๋งŒํ•œ ์ผ
Dandy, sexy, whatever you ask me
๋ณด์—ฌ์ค„๊ฒŒ baby, only you could test me
๋‚จ๋“ค์˜ ์ƒ๊ฐ, fuck it
๋‚ด ๋ˆˆ์„ ๋ด ์ด๊ฑด ์šฐ๋ฆฌ ๋‘˜๋งŒ์˜ something
๋‚จ์ž๋Š” ๋‚จ์ž๋‹ค์›Œ์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ
๊นŒ๋งŒ ํ”ผ๋ถ€, yeah ๋‚ด ๋‚จ์ž๋‹ค์šด ๋ฉ‹
๋ณด๋ฌผ์€ ๊ทธ ๊ฐ€์น˜๋ฅผ ์•„๋Š” ์ด๊ฐ€ ๊ฐ€์ ธ์•ผ ๋ผ
And baby, yes ๋„ˆ๋ผ๋ฉด ๊ฐ€์ ธ๋„ ๋ผ
Tick 'n tock, i juss keep on knockin'
Plz don't stop, juss put me on top
I want to share even your sadness
I really mean it
Boyfriend? Iโ€™m 100 points out of 10
Tall, good voiced nationwide rapper
Smart head, proportions that make you gasp
Wherever you go itโ€™s easy to boast about being with me
Dandy, sexy, whatever you ask me
Iโ€™ll show you baby, only you could test me
Otherโ€™s thoughts, fuck it
Look into my eyes, this is just the two of ours something
The things men have to have
Dark skin, yeah, my manly fashion
Once you know the value of these treasures, you can have them
And baby, yes, if itโ€™s you, you can have me
And this could be something
Girl, girl I say I say
I say this could be something
This is something
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Suicide
Iโ€™ve walked this long way from home to find my real utopia
But, now I got no place to go and now I feel agoraphobia
Canโ€™t describe how lonely I am, I know this isnโ€™t a game
But I better be fan, I better be fame
I do this shit again and again
Boy, what the hell are you afraid of?
You are your lifeโ€™s creator, something you definitely ainโ€™t gonna get paid off
Just donโ€™t be a bitch, be a real player
Thereโ€™s nothing, Iโ€™m sick of this
Need somebody to stand by my side, for a moment no forever
Never wouldโ€™ve looked for a safe to hide
I'll wait for you, I'll stay for you
If'n I think I'm made for you
Just for you, whatโ€™s made for you.
Donโ€™t know your name yet, but just for you
They always say, one day you'll be way better but I donโ€™t believe their chatter
Honestly Iโ€™m falling up the ladder, maybe this song will be my last letter
All the history and times all we have
Just tell Iโ€™m sorry and now give me your rest
(Iโ€™ll take it to you)
If my passion is what you need
(Iโ€™ll give it for ya)
If conclusion is what you mean, now set me free so that Iโ€™ll forget
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Life
์ˆ  ํ•œ ์ž” ๋”ฑ ๋“ค์ดํ‚ค๊ณ  ๋А๊ผˆ์–ด
์‚ฐ๋‹ค๋Š” ๊ฑด ์™ธ๋กœ์›€์„ ์•Œ์•„๊ฐ์˜ ์—ฐ์†
์ฃผ๋ณ€์— ์‚ฌ๋žŒ๋“ค์ด ์–ผ๋งˆ๋‚˜ ์žˆ๊ฑด ์—†๊ฑด
๋‚ด ์•ˆ์˜ ์ž‘์€ ๋‚˜๋Š” ์–ธ์ œ๋‚˜ ์™ธ๋กœ์› ์–ด
์™ธ๋กœ์›€์˜ ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€๋ง์€ ์™œ ์—†์„๊นŒ
์‚ฌ๋žŒ์€ ์ฃฝ์„ ๋•Œ๊นŒ์ง€ ์•ˆ ์™ธ๋กœ์šธ ๋•Œ๊ฐ€ ์—†์–ด์„œ์ผ์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ
์ฃผ๋ณ€์ด ์‹œ๋Œ๋ฒ…์ ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋„˜์น˜๋Š” ๋“ฏํ•˜๋‹ค๊ฐ€๋„
ํ˜ผ์ž์—ฌ์•ผ ํ•˜๋Š” ์ˆœ๊ฐ„์ด ๋ฐ˜๋“œ์‹œ ์ฐพ์•„์™€
Yeah that's a life
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ์œ„ํ—˜ ์†์— ์‚ด์–ด
์ด ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์šด ์„ธ์ƒ์„ ๋ณผ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ๊ฒŒ ๋œ ๋Œ“๊ฐ€๋กœ
๋ฐฉํƒ„์กฐ๋ผ๋„ ๊ฐ€๋กœ๋“ฑ๋„ ํŠผํŠผํ•œ ์ฐจ๋„
์šฐ๋ฆด ์™„๋ฒฝํžˆ ์ฃฝ์Œ์œผ๋กœ๋ถ€ํ„ฐ ์ง€์ผœ์ฃผ์ง„ ๋ชปํ•˜์ฃ 
๋ชจ๋‘๊ฐ€ ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ์ˆœ๊ฐ„๋ถ€ํ„ฐ
์ฃฝ์Œ์„ ๋‹ด๋ณด๋กœ ํ•˜๊ธฐ์— ์‚ถ์€ ๋” ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์šด ๊ฒƒ
๋น›๋„ ์–ด๋‘ ์ด ์žˆ์–ด์•ผ ์ง„์ • ๋น›์ด๋“ฏ์ด
๊ฑฐ์นœ ํญํ’์šฐ ๋’ค ํ–‡์‚ด ๋น„์น˜๋“ฏ์ด
Pulled in just one glass of soju and felt it
Living is consecutively awareness and loneliness
Whether you have many people around you or not
The little me inside myself was always lonely
Why is there no opposite word of loneliness?
Could it be because people, until they die, have no moments of not being lonely?
Even if our surroundings are boisterous
Itโ€™s necessary to seek a moment to be alone
Yeah thatโ€™s a life
We live inside danger
Through the reward that makes us able to see this beautiful world
Flak jackets and streetlamps and sturdy cars
Until the time that we die perfectly we canโ€™t protect everything
From the moment that everything is born
Life is more beautiful knowing that weโ€™ve taken a loan on death
Even light is treasured more when thereโ€™s darkness
The sunshine appears after weโ€™ve passed through the storm
Life, fall in love
์‚ถ์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์— ์ƒ์ฒ˜๋ฐ›๊ณ 
๋ฐ”๋žŒ์— ์™ธ๋กœ์›Œํ•˜๊ณ 
We wanna be right
But always wrong
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํ‹€๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์–ด์ฉœ ์‚ถ์ด๋ž€ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
(๋‚ด์ผ์€ ๊ณผ์—ฐ ์–ด๋–จ์ง€ ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํ‰์ƒ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง€)
(์ด ๊ฑด๋ฌผ์ด ๋ฌด๋„ˆ์ง„๋‹ค ํ•ด๋„ ํ”ผํ•  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์ง€)
We tryna be bright
But always dark
์‚ด ๋งŒํผ ์‚ฐ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„๋„ ์•„์ง๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง€
Life, fall in love
Life receives injuries from us and
Is lonely because of the wind and
We wanna be right
But always wrong
Were we born to be wrong?
Is life something like that?
(in the end, for our whole lives we donโ€™t know what tomorrow will be)
(even if we say weโ€™ll tear this building down, we canโ€™t avoid it)
We tryna be bright
But always dark
We still donโ€™t know if weโ€™ve lived to the extent that we can
์„ธ์ƒ์€ ํ•œ ์žฅ์˜ ๋ฐ์นผ์ฝ”๋งˆ๋‹ˆ
๋‚ด ํŽธ ๊ฐ™์•˜๋˜ ๋†ˆ์ด ๋” ์•…๋ž„ํ•œ ์ ์œผ๋กœ ๋ณ€ํ•˜๊ณค ํ•˜์ง€
์ข…์ด ์ ‘๋“ฏ ๊ด€๊ณ„๋ฅผ ์ ‘์–ด๋ฒ„๋ฆฌ๋ฉด ๋๋‚˜๋Š” ์ผ
๊ฑ˜ ์ˆœ์‹๊ฐ„์— ๋ฐ˜๋Œ€ํŽธ์—์„œ ๋‚  ๋น„์›ƒ๊ณ  ์žˆ์ง€
์•„์ฃผ ๋˜‘๊ฐ™์ด, ํ—ˆ๋‚˜ ์•„์ด์•ผ ํ™”๋‚ผ ํ•„์š” ์—†์–ด
์–ด๋А ๋ถ€๋ชจ๋Š” ๋ˆ ์•ž์— ์„œ๋ฉด ์ž์‹๋„ ์—†์–ด
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํƒ€์˜ฌ๋ผ์•ผ ํ•ด. ์„ธ์ƒ์ด ๋„ˆ๋ฌด ์ฐจ๊ฐ€์›Œ์„œ
๋ˆ„๊ตฌ๋„ ์–ผ๋ฆด ์ˆ˜ ์—†๊ฒŒ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋‚  ํ•ดํ• ์ง€์–ธ์ •
์–ด์ฉœ ๋งž๊ณ  ํ‹€๋ฆฐ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์€ ๊ฑด ์—†์„ ์ง€ ๋ชฐ๋ผ
ํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ์šฐ๋ฆฌ๊ฐ€ ์–ธ์ œ๋‚˜ ๋ฐฐ์šฐ๊ฒŒ ๋๋˜ ๊ฑด ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐˆ
๋ฐŸ๊ณ , ์žก๊ณ , ์ง€์šฐ๊ณ , ๋ฏธ์›Œํ•˜๋Š” ๊ฒƒ
Fuck all the peace and love ์•Œ์•„ ๊ทธ๊ฑด ์„ฑ๊ณต์˜ ์ฒœ์ ์ธ ๊ฑธ
๋„ˆ๋ฌด ๋‹น์—ฐํ•˜๋“ฏ์ด
์ด์น˜์ธ ์–‘ ๋–  ๋“ค๋ ค์ง€๋Š” ์ € ์ธ์šฉ๊ตฌ๋“ค์ด
๋‚  ๋” ์Šฌํ”„๊ฒŒ ํ•ด. ๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ๋ญํ•ด ๋‚˜ ์—ญ์‹œ ๋ง๋ฟ์ธ๋ฐ
ํ•œ๋‚ฑ ๋ˆ„๊ตฐ๊ฐˆ ์Šค์ณ๊ฐ€๋Š” ๋ฐ”๋žŒ ๋ฟ์ธ๋ฐ
The world is one decalcomania
The people I thought were on my side can change and become vicious
Like folding paper, a problem that ends if we go have relationships
In a moment he can be sneering at me from the other side
Itโ€™s just the same, but kid, thereโ€™s no need to get mad
Some parents donโ€™t have children when they stand in front of money
We have to set it ablaze, because the world is too cold
So nobody can know, rather than doing me
At times weโ€™re right, I donโ€™t know if thereโ€™ll be a time when it doesnโ€™t seem wrong
But the thing that we all learned at some point was how
To step on someone, to catch them, to erase them, to hate them
Fuck all the peace and love, I know that thatโ€™s the natural enemy of success
As if it's obvious
Logic follows like a sheep, those quotations becoming audible
Make me even sadder. so what am I doing, as expected Iโ€™m only talking
But itโ€™s just a breeze that brushes against someone
Life, fall in love
์‚ถ์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์— ์ƒ์ฒ˜๋ฐ›๊ณ 
๋ฐ”๋žŒ์— ์™ธ๋กœ์›Œํ•˜๊ณ 
We wanna be right
But always wrong
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํ‹€๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์–ด์ฉœ ์‚ถ์ด๋ž€ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
Life, fall in love
Life receives injuries from us and
Is lonely because of the wind and
We wanna be right
But always wrong
Were we born to be wrong?
Is life something like that?
์‚ด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์ฃฝ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์‚ด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์ฃฝ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์ฃฝ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์‚ฌ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์‚ด๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ์ฃฝ๋Š” ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
๋‚ด ์ด๋ฆ„ ์œ„์— ๋ถ™์€ ๋ช…์ฐฐ
๊ทธ๊ฑด ์‚ถ์ผ๊นŒ
์ฃฝ์Œ์ผ๊นŒ
Who knows
Were we born to live?
Were we born to die?
Were we born to live?
Were we born to die?
Are we living to die
Or are we dying to live
The nametag with me on it
Is that life?
Or is it death
Who knows
Life, fall in love
์‚ถ์€ ์‚ฌ๋žŒ์— ์ƒ์ฒ˜๋ฐ›๊ณ 
๋ฐ”๋žŒ์— ์™ธ๋กœ์›Œํ•˜๊ณ 
We wanna be right
But always wrong
์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํ‹€๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ ์œ„ํ•ด ํƒœ์–ด๋‚œ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
์–ด์ฉœ ์‚ถ์ด๋ž€ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑธ๊นŒ
(๋‚ด์ผ์€ ๊ณผ์—ฐ ์–ด๋–จ์ง€ ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ํ‰์ƒ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง€)
(์ด ๊ฑด๋ฌผ์ด ๋ฌด๋„ˆ์ง„๋‹ค ํ•ด๋„ ํ”ผํ•  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์ง€)
We tryna be bright
But always dark
์‚ด ๋งŒํผ ์‚ฐ ๊ฒƒ ๊ฐ™์•„๋„
์•„์ง๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด์ง€
Life, fall in love
Life receives injuries from us and
Is lonely because of the wind and
We wanna be right
But always wrong
Were we born to be wrong?
Is life something like that?
(in the end, for our whole lives we donโ€™t know what tomorrow will be)
(even if we say weโ€™ll tear this building down, we canโ€™t avoid it)
We tryna be bright
But always dark
We still donโ€™t know if weโ€™ve lived to the extent that we can
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Illest Bitch
Turn the music up
This song is just a love song
Dedicated to the illest bitch
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive
์ง€๋‚˜์น˜๊ฒŒ ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์›Œ ๋‚  ํ”๋“ค์–ด ๋†”
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด you know I'm gon' make you mine
Look, the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive
One time for the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
You're so beautiful, you shake me up
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
Wait, you know I'm gon' make you mine
Look, the illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive
One time for the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
ํฐ ํ‹ฐ์— ์ฒญ ๋ฐ˜๋ฐ”์ง€ ๋นจ๊ฐ„ Converse high, that's it
๊ทธ๊ฑฐ ์•„๋‹ˆ (You so good)
์†”์งํžˆ I like that shit
์™„์ „ ๋น›์ด ๋‚˜ ๋น›์ด ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€
์ž…๋Š” ํ‹ด ๊ท€ํ‹ฐ ๋‚˜ pretty
๋„Œ ๋‚˜์˜ ์ง„๋ฆฌ์ด์ž ์ด์น˜
๋‹ค๋ฅธ ์• ๋“ค์˜ ์‹œ๊ธฐ์™€ ์”นํž˜
๋”ฐ์œˆ ์›๋ž˜ ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์šด ๊ฝƒ์€ ๋ฒŒ๋ ˆ๋“ค์ด ๊ผฌ์—ฌ
๋‚œ ๋‹ฌ๋ผ ๋„ค ๋ชจ์Šต์ด ๋Œ๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ๊ทธ ํ–ฅ๊ธฐ๊นŒ์ง€ ๋ณด์—ฌ
You make me crazy, maybe
You could be my baby
์•„ ์™œ ์ด๋ฆฌ ์˜ˆ์˜๋‹ˆ ๋งค์ผ์ด happy
๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๋˜ ๋‚ด์ผ์ด my lady
Make you mine, so for rะตal
์–ด๋А ๋ณ„์—์„œ ์™”๋‹ˆ
Make you smile, you're so thrill
๋ญ˜ ๋จน๊ณ  ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ ์˜ˆ์˜๊ฒŒ ์ปธ๋‹ˆ
๊ฐ๋‹น ๋ชปํ•ด ๋„ ์–ด๋–ค ๋ฉ‹์ง„ ๋ง๋“ค๋„
๋„Œ ๊ฝƒ ๋‚œ ๋ฒŒ bitch I call you so
A white shirt, jean shorts and red Converse high, that's it
Do you know? (You so good)
Honestly, I like that shit
You are so radiant, you glow
That t-shirt youโ€™re wearing is pretty
You're my truth and my reason
And for others an opportunity that you pay no attention to
Just like there are always bugs around a beautiful flower
I'm different, I can hear you and also see your scent
You make me crazy, maybe
You could be my baby
Why are you so pretty, every day I'm happy
I keep waiting for tomorrow my lady
Make you mine, so for real
Which star are you from?
Make you smile, you're so thrill
What did you eat to make you grow so beautifully?
Not even words can sustain you
Youโ€™re a flower, I'm a bee, bitch I call you so
Thะต illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive
(You're my illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive)
One time for the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
(You're my illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive)
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
์ง€๋‚˜์น˜๊ฒŒ ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์›Œ ๋‚  ํ”๋“ค์–ด ๋†” girl
Now please be my girl
๋„Œ ์ด๋ฏธ my world
๋‚˜๋งŒ์˜ ์„ธ์ƒ์—์„  ๋ฒŒ์จ ๋‚ด๊ฐ€ ๋„ˆ์ด๊ณ  ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜์ธ ๊ฑธ
Oh, yeah ๋ญ˜ ๊ธฐ๋‹ค๋ฆฌ๊ณ  ์žˆ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ๋‹ˆ
ํ˜น์‹œ ๋„ˆ ๊ณ ๋ฐฑ ์•ˆ ๊ทธ๋ž˜๋„ ์ง€๊ธˆ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์žˆ์–ด
๋ˆˆ๋™์ž ์ž‘์€ ์†๊ณผ ๊ทธ ์•„์ฐ”ํ•œ ๋ชธ๋งค ์•„ ๋‚˜ ๋ชป ๋ด
๋‚ ์”จ ํ’€๋ฆฌ๋ฉด ๋’ทํƒœ ๋ณด์ด๋Š” ์˜ท ์ž…์–ด์ค˜ ๋‹ˆ ๋‚ ๊ฐœ ํ™•์ธ ์ข€ ํ•˜๊ฒŒ
๋‚จ์ž๋“ค์€ ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ์ง€๋‚˜๊ฐ€๋ฉด say "oh, yeah"
์—ฌ์ž๋“ค์€ ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ๋‚˜ํƒ€๋‚˜๋ฉด say "์–ด ์–˜"
๊ฒธ์†ํ•  ํ•„์š” ์—†์–ด ์ „ํ˜€
๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ป๋ฐ๊ธฐ๋Š” ๋ฒ—์–ด๋ฒ„๋ ค
๋„ ๋‚ฎ์ถ”๋Š” ๊ฑด ์„ธ์ƒ์— ๋งž์ถ”๋Š” ๊ฒƒ
์•Œ์ž–์•„ ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑฐ๋ž‘์€ ๋„Œ ์•ˆ ์–ด์šธ๋ ค
Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around
You're too beautiful, you shake me up
Girl now plz be my girl, youโ€™re already my world
In my world, I'm already you and you're already me
Ha-ha, oh, yeah, what are you waiting for?
Is it a confession? I'm confessing right now
Your eyes, small hands, and that amazing body
I dare not to look
When the weather gets nicer, wear clothes that show off your back
So I can check your wings
When you pass by the guys they say "oh, yeah"
When you pass by the girls they say "oh, her?"
You don't need to act modest
So throw away that attitude
You know that lowering yourself is levelling yourself to the world and it's not like you
Girls talk about Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
๋‹ค์‹œ ํ•œ ๋ฒˆ ๋งํ•˜์ง€๋งŒ ๋„Œ ์–ด์šธ๋ฆฌ์ง€ ์•Š์•„
๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑด ๋‹ˆ ์•„๋ฆ„๋‹ค์›€์„ ํ•ด์ณ
์ฒญ๋ฐ”์งˆ ์ž…์–ด๋ด betcha
Gon' make all the boys lose their mind
But ๊ทธ์ „์— I'll catcha my
Girls talk about Gucci, Louis, Fendi, Prada
Let me tell you once again, it doesn't suit you
Those things hide your beauty
Wear some jeans, betcha
Gon' make all the boys lose their mind
But before that, I'll catcha my
Illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive
(You're my illest bitch alive, illest bitch alive)
One time for the illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive
(You're my illest bitch alive, realest bitch alive, yeah)
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Favorite Girl
์‹œ๊ฐ„์ด ๋งŽ์ด ํ˜๋ €์ง€ girl
๋ช‡๋…„ ์ „ ๊ทธ ๋•Œ ์ž…๋ฒ„๋ฆ‡์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ๋งํ–ˆ๋˜
Iโ€™ll show you the whole world
ํ™๋Œ€ ๊ณณ๊ณณ ๋‹ค ๊ตฌ๊ฒฝ์‹œ์ผœ์ฃผ๊ฒ ๋‹ค๊ณ 
์–ด๋ฆฐ ๋ง˜์— ๋‚˜๋งŒ ๋”ฑ ๋ฏฟ์–ด๋ณด๋ผ๊ณ 
์ง€๋‚˜์น˜๊ฒŒ ์กฐ์‹ฌ์Šค๋Ÿฌ์› ๋˜ ๊ทธ ์„ฑ๊ฒฉ ํƒ“์—
๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์‹œ๊ฐ„์€ ์•ผ์†ํ•˜๊ฒŒ ๋„๋ง์ณค๊ณ 
์ •์‹ ์—†์ด ์‚ด๋‹ค๋ณด๋‹ˆ ๋šœ๋ ทํ–ˆ๋˜ ๋„ˆ ์—ญ์‹œ
์ถ”์–ต์˜ ๋’ค์•ˆ๊ธธ๋กœ ์Šค๋Ÿฌ์ ธ๊ฐ”์–ด
์‚ฌ๋ž‘์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑด๊ฐ€๋ด
์‚ฌ๋žŒ์ด๋ผ๋Š” ๊ฒŒ ๋‹ค ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑด๊ฐ€๋ด
๊ทธ์น˜๋งŒ ์—ฌ์ „ํžˆ ๊ฐ€๋” ์ƒ๊ฐ์ด ๋‚˜
๊ทธ์ € ๋ชป๋‹คํ•œ ๋ฏธ๋ จ์ผ ๋ฟ์ผ๊นŒ
(A lot of time has passed girl
As I said some years before, at that moment,
Iโ€™ll show you the whole world
Hongdae, here and there, I said that Iโ€™ll show you all
Just like a childโ€™s heart, try to just believe in me
Because of that excessive cautious personality
Like that, the time escaped heartlessly
You, of course, tried to live without much thought
The memoriesโ€™ disappeared into the mists of history
Like the love was something like that
Like the love was something like that
But sometimes I still remember
Maybe theyโ€™re just some unfinished foolish days)
Oh my...
Youโ€™re, youโ€™re my favorite girl
Youโ€™re still my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
As time passes by I will forget my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
๋„ˆ์—๊ฒŒ ๋”์ด์ƒ ํ•ด๊ฐ€ ๋˜๊ธฐ ์‹ซ์–ด์„œ
์–ด๋‘์šด ๋ฐค์—๋งŒ ๋– ์˜ค๋ฅด๋Š” ๋‹ฌ์ด ๋์–ด
์•„๋ฌด๋„ ๋ชจ๋ฅด๊ฒŒ ๋‹ค ์ž ์ด ๋“  ์ƒˆ๋ฒฝ์—”
์ƒ‰๋ฐ”๋žœ ๋‹ˆ ํŽธ์ง€๋ฅผ ํ’ˆ์— ์•ˆ๊ณค ํ•ด
๊นŒ๋งŒ ํŽœ์œผ๋กœ ๊พน๊พน ๋ˆŒ๋Ÿฌ ์“ด ๊ทธ ๊ธ€์ž๋“ค ์œ„๋กœ
์•ˆ๊ฐœ์ฒ˜๋Ÿผ ํŽผ์ณ์ง€๋Š” ๊ธฐ์–ต๋“ค
๋„ˆ๋„ ๋‚  ๊ฐ€๋” ๊ทธ๋ฆฌ์›Œํ• ๊นŒ
๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ๋‚ด๊ฒŒ ๋ถˆ๋Ÿฌ์คฌ๋˜ ๋…ธ๋ž  ๋“ฃ๋‹ค๊ฐ€
์™ ์ง€ ๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์—ˆ๋˜ ๋ง๊ฐ™์•„์„œ
๊ดœํžˆ ์šธ์ปฅํ•ด, ๋ฉ€์–ด์ง„ ๋„ˆ๋ฅผ ์•Œ์•„๋„
๊ฐ€๋” ๊ถ๊ธˆํ•ด์ ธ ์šฐ๋ฆฐ ์™œ ์ด๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋์„๊นŒ
๋ญ๋•œ์— ํ”ผ์ง€๋„ ๋ชปํ•˜๊ณ  ์ ธ์•ผ๋งŒ ํ–ˆ์„๊นŒ
(You didnโ€™t want to do it anymore
Just in the dark nights the moon rises
Without knowing a thing, I fall asleep in the dawn
Putting the faded letter you wrote to me in my arms
On top of those words written with a black pen
Those mist-like memories
I wonder if you sometimes miss me too
Listening to the song you used to sing to me
Why does it seem that it said what you wanted to say?
Without a reason, without control, even if you who are far know it
Sometimes I wonder why both of us ended like this
Without even being able to listen for some reason, being responsible)
Youโ€™re, youโ€™re my favorite girl
Youโ€™re still my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
As time passes by I will forget my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
๊ทธ๋• ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋งํ–ˆ์ง€๋งŒ
๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ง„์‹ฌ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์•ผ
๊ทธ๋• ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ๋ฉˆ์ท„์ง€๋งŒ
๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ง„์‹ฌ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์•ผ
๊ทธ๋• ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์ฐธ์•˜์ง€๋งŒ
๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ง„์‹ฌ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์•ผ
๊ทธ๋• ๊ทธ๋ ‡๊ฒŒ ์›ƒ์—ˆ์ง€๋งŒ
๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ง„์‹ฌ์€ ์•„๋‹ˆ์•ผ
(Even if I said it like that back then
I didnโ€™t say it for real
Even if I stopped like that back then
It wasnโ€™t for real
Even if I restrained myself back then
It wasnโ€™t for real
Even if I laughed like that back then
It wasnโ€™t for real)
Youโ€™re, youโ€™re my favorite girl
Youโ€™re still my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
As time passes by I will forget my favorite favorite girl
My favorite favorite girl
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Regular Girl
ํ‚ค? i donโ€™t care
๋‚˜์ด? ๋‚˜ ๋งŒ์กฑํ•ด
๋‹ˆ๊ฐ€ โ€œ๋„ˆ๋งŒ ๋ณผ๊ฒŒโ€ ํ•œ๋‹ค๋ฉด ์–ด๋–ป๋“ , iโ€™m okay
ํ”ผ๋ถ€๋Š” ํฌ๋ฉด ์ข‹์ง€๋งŒ ์‚ฌ์‹ค ๊ทธ๋Ÿฐ ๊ฑด ๋ณ„๊ฑฐ ์•„๋ƒ
์ƒ‰์ด ์ง™์–ด๋„ ์ข€ ๊นŠ์–ด ์—ด์•„ํ™‰์˜ ์‚ฌ๋ž‘์€ ๋ง์•ผ
(Height? I donโ€™t care
Age? I donโ€™t mind it
When you say, โ€œIโ€™ll only look at youโ€ then Iโ€™m okay
Whether your skin is light or dark it doesnโ€™t really matter
Our love is deeper than that)
Iโ€™m tryinโ€™ to be good good
Tryinโ€™ to be hood
Tryinโ€™ to get better and better
Tryinโ€™ to be you, I mean me
Iโ€™m quite a nice guy, canโ€™t you see?
181์— 72ํ‚ฌ๋กœ, ๊ตญ๋ณด๋Š” ์•„๋‹ˆ์ง€๋งŒ hot [?] ๋‚ฎ์€ ํ†ค
Sexy voice, ์–ผ๊ตด๋„ ์ž‘๊ณ  ๊ธฐ๋Ÿญ์ง€๋„ ๊ธธ์–ด but
๋‚œ ๊ทธ์ € ๋‚˜์™€ ๋น„์Šทํ•œ ๋ณดํ†ต ์—ฌ์ž๋ฅผ ์›ํ•ด
์ˆจ์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋„ ์†Œ์Šค๋ผ์น˜๊ฒŒ ๋˜๋Š” ๊ฒ ๋งŽ์€ ์—ฐ์• 
Oh yeah, talkinโ€™ Frank Ocean, Nas, [?]
Who keep it real, keep it still
์ด๋Ÿฐ ์—ฌ์ž๊ฐ€ ์ข‹๋‹ค
(Iโ€™m 181cm and 72kg, Iโ€™m not that special, hot [?] killa
Low tone, sexy voice
Iโ€™ve got a small face and Iโ€™m tall but
Iโ€™m just looking for a regular girl like me
A timid love that takes your breathe away
Oh yeah, talkinโ€™ Frank Ocean, Nas, [?]
Who keep it real, keep it still
I like a girl like that)
์ด๊ฑด fiction์ด ๋‹ค๋ฅธ fiction (Nonfiction)
๋„Œ ๋‚ด ์˜์›ํ•œ superst-tion (Superstition)
์†”์งํ•  ์ˆ˜ ์—†๋Š” confession (Confession)
Confession (Confession ) Baby
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(This is different from fiction (Nonfiction)
Youโ€™re my superstition forever (Superstition)
An insincere confession (Confession)
Confession (Confession) Baby)
I want a regular girl
Want a regular girl, Want a regular girl
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I want a regular girl, oh
When I get home yeah
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๋น„์‹ผ์—ฌ์ž (Expensive Girl)
One, two, three
Girl, ๋‚  ์ฐจ๋ถ„ํžˆ ๊ฐ€๋ผ์•‰ํžˆ๋Š” ๋ฉ€๋ฏธ์•ฝ
์–ด๋”œ๊ฐ€๋“  ๊ผญ ๋ถ™์ผ ๊ฑฐ์•ผ ๋„ ๋‚ด ๊ท€๋ฐ‘์—
์ฒ˜์Œ ๋ฐ˜ํ•˜๋Š” ์‹œ๊ฐ„์€ 3์ดˆ๋ผ์ง€๋งŒ
๋ฒŒ์จ ๋„Œ ์ด๋ฏธ ๋‚ด ์˜์›์„ ์˜๋ฏธํ•ด
TV ์Šคํฌ๋ฆฐ, ํ™”์žฅ์‹ค์˜ ๊ฑฐ์šธ, ํƒœ์–‘๋„ ๋ชจ๋‘ ๋„ˆ์•ผ
์™œ์ด๋ž˜, ํ”ผํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€๋ฐ ํ”ผํ•  ์ˆ˜๊ฐ€ ์—†์ž–์•„
์•„๋‹ˆ ์‚ฌ์‹ค ํ”ผํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€ ๊ฒƒ๋„ ์•„๋ƒ ์‹ค์€ ๋ง์•ผ
์Šฌํ”ˆ ํ•ฉ๋ฆฌํ™”์Ÿ์ด ๊ทธ๊ฒŒ ์ง€๊ธˆ์˜ ๋‚˜์•ผ
๋”ด ์ƒ๊ฐ ์ ‘๊ณ  ์ž ๊น๋งŒ ๋‚˜๋ฅผ ์•ˆ์•„์ค˜
๋น„์‹ผ ์—ฌ์ž๋ž€ ํƒ€์ดํ‹€ ๋”ฑ ์˜ค๋Š˜๋งŒ ๋‚ด๋ ค๋†”์ค˜
(Girl,โ€Š Youโ€™re the medicine patch that slowly eases my motion sickness
Whereverโ€Š I go Iโ€™ll have it under my ear
The time it takes to fall for you takes 3 seconds
But I feel as though youโ€™re the meaning of my eternity
Iโ€Š see visions of you on the tv screen, bathroom mirror, and the sun
Whatโ€™sโ€Š going on, I want to avoid you but I canโ€™t
Actually, itโ€™s not that I want to avoid you
Inโ€Š fact, I canโ€™t rationalize myself
Put your thoughts away and just give me a hug, give me a hug
Put your expensive title of โ€˜hard to getโ€™ down for today)
Take it off now, girl, just take it off
I'm a master, baby, with your bra
Take it off now, girl, just take it off
I can help you slide those panties off
Dim the lights down, baby, dim the lights
I'ma beat that pussy like you never ever felt before
We gon' double your heart great form lady, just dim the lights
I'ma beat that pussy like you never ever felt before
Dim the lights down, baby, dim the lights
I'ma beat that pussy like you never ever felt before
We gon' double your heart great form lady, just dim the lights
I'ma beat that pussy like you never ever felt before
Baby
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