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EPIK HIGH – ENCORE / RAISE THE CURTAIN (막을 올리며)
The risky tango between unhappiness and happiness
My life is poetry
I just breathe and it’s Rimbaud
Even suffering can be a journey when you enjoy it
Spent a season in hell but I only got a tan
I’m good
I smile for my dear mama
I look exactly like my dad
So if I cry, I’m afraid I would see him crying
And I smile for my dad
So no one will ever be hurt over my tears again
Who cares if I can’t fly like before?
I survived it
I was lifted up then came down
What built up wasn’t stress but mileage
The world said, “The show’s over”
With cold smiles and sneers
Everyone pretending they can’t hear me
And I came through
Even the hate from my enemies who are still fired up
Is fuel for my art
So fuck you and thank you
Curtain call
Under my feet aren’t roses but arrows
But I’ll never fall
I didn’t realize that the show was over
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over
I didn’t realize that the show was over
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over
As time goes by,
I only let out sighs
Always blaming the heavens
Pounding the floor in regret
Isn’t that why I couldn’t fly or walk?
Time passed and my vision kept walking in place
It’s alright
I may be standing still but my heart is always beating
Just follow me and jump
Before even my heart stops
I used to breathe in the upper air
Floating above the clouds
But was it already time to open my parachute?
They saw “Fevers End” blossoming and applauded
But they took away one-third of my life
So I told them, “Just watch, all of you”
All you fuckers who stepped on us, thinking we were corpses, fuck you
We back
I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Don’t you tell me that it’s over.
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Look at me now. You know that I’m here to stay.
I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Thank you. It was nice to know ya.
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over.
The show goes on.
The risky tango between unhappiness and happiness
My life is poetry
I just breathe and it’s Rimbaud
Even suffering can be a journey when you enjoy it
Spent a season in hell but I only got a tan
I’m good
I smile for my dear mama
I look exactly like my dad
So if I cry, I’m afraid I would see him crying
And I smile for my dad
So no one will ever be hurt over my tears again
Who cares if I can’t fly like before?
I survived it
I was lifted up then came down
What built up wasn’t stress but mileage
The world said, “The show’s over”
With cold smiles and sneers
Everyone pretending they can’t hear me
And I came through
Even the hate from my enemies who are still fired up
Is fuel for my art
So fuck you and thank you
Curtain call
Under my feet aren’t roses but arrows
But I’ll never fall
I didn’t realize that the show was over
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over
I didn’t realize that the show was over
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over
As time goes by,
I only let out sighs
Always blaming the heavens
Pounding the floor in regret
Isn’t that why I couldn’t fly or walk?
Time passed and my vision kept walking in place
It’s alright
I may be standing still but my heart is always beating
Just follow me and jump
Before even my heart stops
I used to breathe in the upper air
Floating above the clouds
But was it already time to open my parachute?
They saw “Fevers End” blossoming and applauded
But they took away one-third of my life
So I told them, “Just watch, all of you”
All you fuckers who stepped on us, thinking we were corpses, fuck you
We back
I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Don’t you tell me that it’s over.
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Look at me now. You know that I’m here to stay.
I didn’t realize that the show was over.
Thank you. It was nice to know ya.
No, I didn’t realize that the show was over.
The show goes on.
EPIK HIGH – SPOILER (스포일러)
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
What are you thinking? Only after I ask twice, you look at me
Once again, you give me an answer that’s not really an answer
Maybe it’s gonna rain tomorrow
You look out the window again
These days, I see a lot of your side profile
You let out a sigh and I freeze up in the overflowing silence
Thinking bad things that I shouldn’t be thinking
I know
My intuitions are dangerous
If I take one step, I’m the guy who’ll fall in deep
My sensitiveness is really bad
I know why
Your mysterious sighs keep increasing
Your fleeting heart is leaving with each sigh
For some reason
Life got busier than before
Days when we contact each other less, conversations we forcefully have
Words that are written and erased
These are all a foreshadowing
Maybe it’s coincidence but every time I look at the clock, the hands turn against me
It’s like they’re showing me the future
It’s all a cliché
These scenes are so typical, as if I’ve seen them hundreds of times
But why do I feel so anxious?
All the promises we made in the beginning, did we forget because we’re busy?
Or are we already
Too busy forgetting?
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
I can hear it loudly, even words that aren’t said
I tried to pretend otherwise but I already know
This damn feeling that suffocates my breath more and more
Maybe I trapped you inside my useless fantasy
Maybe you tried out a role for me that didn’t really fit
Even when I told you I loved you out of habit, I was always thinking about something else
The lines and facial expressions didn’t match, the subtitles are off
I wanted a movie-like love but is this my punishment?
I ask about your heart but your answer is always open-ended
Yeah, we were always having twists on top of twists
A repetition of suffocating scenes
Worse than the hot hell is this cooled down emotional purgatory
I see the end
I can’t turn off the projector of imagination
When I black out, that’s when I can at least breathe
Just cut me out or kill me out
I don’t care about a happy ending
Don’t let me fade
out
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
Maybe you and I were playing a crazy game of charades
With the ending already decided from the first frame
Maybe you and I were already headed toward the end from the first scene
This is our last parade.
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
I see the end but baby don’t let go
In case I lose even one scene, girl I can’t let go
I can’t let you go
I see the end but baby don’t let go
In case I lose even one scene, girl I can’t let go
The end?
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
What are you thinking? Only after I ask twice, you look at me
Once again, you give me an answer that’s not really an answer
Maybe it’s gonna rain tomorrow
You look out the window again
These days, I see a lot of your side profile
You let out a sigh and I freeze up in the overflowing silence
Thinking bad things that I shouldn’t be thinking
I know
My intuitions are dangerous
If I take one step, I’m the guy who’ll fall in deep
My sensitiveness is really bad
I know why
Your mysterious sighs keep increasing
Your fleeting heart is leaving with each sigh
For some reason
Life got busier than before
Days when we contact each other less, conversations we forcefully have
Words that are written and erased
These are all a foreshadowing
Maybe it’s coincidence but every time I look at the clock, the hands turn against me
It’s like they’re showing me the future
It’s all a cliché
These scenes are so typical, as if I’ve seen them hundreds of times
But why do I feel so anxious?
All the promises we made in the beginning, did we forget because we’re busy?
Or are we already
Too busy forgetting?
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
I can hear it loudly, even words that aren’t said
I tried to pretend otherwise but I already know
This damn feeling that suffocates my breath more and more
Maybe I trapped you inside my useless fantasy
Maybe you tried out a role for me that didn’t really fit
Even when I told you I loved you out of habit, I was always thinking about something else
The lines and facial expressions didn’t match, the subtitles are off
I wanted a movie-like love but is this my punishment?
I ask about your heart but your answer is always open-ended
Yeah, we were always having twists on top of twists
A repetition of suffocating scenes
Worse than the hot hell is this cooled down emotional purgatory
I see the end
I can’t turn off the projector of imagination
When I black out, that’s when I can at least breathe
Just cut me out or kill me out
I don’t care about a happy ending
Don’t let me fade
out
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
Maybe you and I were playing a crazy game of charades
With the ending already decided from the first frame
Maybe you and I were already headed toward the end from the first scene
This is our last parade.
Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler
In your every action, I see our end
I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler
Should I watch till the end? Or should I leave now?
What if there’s a twist?
I can’t let you go.
I see the end but baby don’t let go
In case I lose even one scene, girl I can’t let go
I can’t let you go
I see the end but baby don’t let go
In case I lose even one scene, girl I can’t let go
The end?
EPIK HIGH (FEAT. JO WON SUN OF ROLLERCOASTER) – EASY ENDING / HAPPEN ENDING (헤픈엔딩)
What’s the use of telling you?
I won’t beg for being comforted
I hate selling my emotions
I’m stingy with happiness
Words I hate more than “you pay” is “have strength”
Alcohol, people, everything
I get drunk easily and have messy endings
I get mad easily and ruin the fun
Even when it seems like I’m so happy
I end things as if I hate it so much, I could kill
I’m still perfectly breathing after the break up anyway
So don’t do the thing that kills and buries the heart
Don’t ask me if I’m alright
What I want is the indifference that resembles me
The whole world is acting so damn dramatic
There’s no use in keeping track of love, it’s just instinct
It’s funny, what separates humans from beasts
What turns humans into beasts
It’s different this time
I deceive myself every time
But without fail
Like always
It will come to an end
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
Words I say to a broken mirror
Every time I difficultly start dating
And easily break up
If only things were as clear as the alcohol in my glass
There would’ve been just a slight hangover
You’re taking another sip already
Tie the noose, at first you were so on fire
But when things cooled down, you put a chain around her neck
It’s always different, the reason for leaving her
But after the break up, the one who was left behind was always you
Don’t you know that although love is just a game to you
To others, it’s their everything?
After you buy pity with those expensive tears
Other people pay your debt for you
Who knows the reason, just do whatever you want
Treat people you like the opposite of how you feel
For you, who lives such a lonely life
No, for me
I hope things go well
I think it’s for the better
There’s no reason why it shouldn’t be for you too
It’s always the same ending
Just the same old, easy ending
This easy ending
Well, what can you do
It’s different this time
I deceive myself every time
But without fail
Like always
It will come to an end
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
Happy ending
Happy
No, easy
Me
From hello to goodbye 1
Ending things with the same word as the beginning
There’s a reason to it all
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
What’s the use of telling you?
I won’t beg for being comforted
I hate selling my emotions
I’m stingy with happiness
Words I hate more than “you pay” is “have strength”
Alcohol, people, everything
I get drunk easily and have messy endings
I get mad easily and ruin the fun
Even when it seems like I’m so happy
I end things as if I hate it so much, I could kill
I’m still perfectly breathing after the break up anyway
So don’t do the thing that kills and buries the heart
Don’t ask me if I’m alright
What I want is the indifference that resembles me
The whole world is acting so damn dramatic
There’s no use in keeping track of love, it’s just instinct
It’s funny, what separates humans from beasts
What turns humans into beasts
It’s different this time
I deceive myself every time
But without fail
Like always
It will come to an end
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
Words I say to a broken mirror
Every time I difficultly start dating
And easily break up
If only things were as clear as the alcohol in my glass
There would’ve been just a slight hangover
You’re taking another sip already
Tie the noose, at first you were so on fire
But when things cooled down, you put a chain around her neck
It’s always different, the reason for leaving her
But after the break up, the one who was left behind was always you
Don’t you know that although love is just a game to you
To others, it’s their everything?
After you buy pity with those expensive tears
Other people pay your debt for you
Who knows the reason, just do whatever you want
Treat people you like the opposite of how you feel
For you, who lives such a lonely life
No, for me
I hope things go well
I think it’s for the better
There’s no reason why it shouldn’t be for you too
It’s always the same ending
Just the same old, easy ending
This easy ending
Well, what can you do
It’s different this time
I deceive myself every time
But without fail
Like always
It will come to an end
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
Happy ending
Happy
No, easy
Me
From hello to goodbye 1
Ending things with the same word as the beginning
There’s a reason to it all
Am I really in love?
Or am I dating to break up?
Once again, it comes to me
An easy ending
EPIK HIGH (FEAT. TAEYANG OF BIG BANG) – RICH
She wanted to fly like a bird
So she bought an airplane ticket
He wanted to place the sky and ocean in his hands
So he bought a big globe
Everyone places a price tag on their dreams
But no matter how much you spend, the shopping cart of your heart keeps growing
People buy things even as they loan money
But is it too wasteful to live as you dream?
You’re looking for an answer, where your pocket is
Baby, you don’t even know what the problem is
Your bucket list is your shopping list
But the life you miss
You take proof photos but you make no memories
You can endure hunger but not pain
Your stomach is like a popular song, easily full and easily hungry again1
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
My Drive Rules Everything Around Me.
Dream.
My friend buys, sells, measures and puts a price on his dreams and ideas
Even if his bank account is shaky, his pride never shakes
No, it’s a bidentity
No stamp in your passport but your fashion is New York and Paris
Your life is a photo shoot
Every neighborhood, campus, workplace, wherever
They all go around looking for gold, young boys and golden ladies
Well, I guess I’m jealous
Well, I’m just jealous
Well, I guess I lost
Well, I guess I lost
I’m a guy who only dreams on the weekends
When Saturday comes, I grip onto a lottery scratch ticket
Even on party Fridays, writing down numbers and in line to pay
My childhood dream was always in a factory
But now it’s in convenience stores
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
I want to live without worries
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
I want to live like I’m human
As much as you make
As much as you spend
Is you happy?
As much as you make
As much as you spend
Are you happy?
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
I wish. I wish I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish I was rich.
Put your gold up in the air.
Put your diamonds in the air.
And wave ‘em like you just don’t
care.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
My Drive Rules Everything Around Me.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich, rich, rich. Yeah.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich.
I want to be rich of heart
But I can’t open my wallet so I keep spending my heart
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich, rich, rich. Yeah.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
She wanted to fly like a bird
So she bought an airplane ticket
He wanted to place the sky and ocean in his hands
So he bought a big globe
Everyone places a price tag on their dreams
But no matter how much you spend, the shopping cart of your heart keeps growing
People buy things even as they loan money
But is it too wasteful to live as you dream?
You’re looking for an answer, where your pocket is
Baby, you don’t even know what the problem is
Your bucket list is your shopping list
But the life you miss
You take proof photos but you make no memories
You can endure hunger but not pain
Your stomach is like a popular song, easily full and easily hungry again1
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
My Drive Rules Everything Around Me.
Dream.
My friend buys, sells, measures and puts a price on his dreams and ideas
Even if his bank account is shaky, his pride never shakes
No, it’s a bidentity
No stamp in your passport but your fashion is New York and Paris
Your life is a photo shoot
Every neighborhood, campus, workplace, wherever
They all go around looking for gold, young boys and golden ladies
Well, I guess I’m jealous
Well, I’m just jealous
Well, I guess I lost
Well, I guess I lost
I’m a guy who only dreams on the weekends
When Saturday comes, I grip onto a lottery scratch ticket
Even on party Fridays, writing down numbers and in line to pay
My childhood dream was always in a factory
But now it’s in convenience stores
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
I want to live without worries
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
I want to live like I’m human
As much as you make
As much as you spend
Is you happy?
As much as you make
As much as you spend
Are you happy?
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
I wish. I wish I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish I was rich.
Put your gold up in the air.
Put your diamonds in the air.
And wave ‘em like you just don’t
care.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
Baby I wish. I wish. I wish. I was rich.
My Drive Rules Everything Around Me.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich, rich, rich. Yeah.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich.
I want to be rich of heart
But I can’t open my wallet so I keep spending my heart
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
Rich, rich, rich. Yeah.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
‘Cause baby, I wish I was.
EPIK HIGH (FEAT. YANKIE, GAEKO) – BURJ KHALIFA (부르즈 할리파)
Turn me in
Cocaine in your ears
Just like Blo
Your nose will tingle, you’ll be moved, your brain
Cobaine, explosion
Another legend, baby
When I give birth to a song, caring daddy
Like Lennon, Kennedy, Coltrane’s parents
I X-in love you
Say no, no, no to drugs
Put your earphones in instead of needles
Even celebrities line up for my music, like propofol
My rap’ll jump above your heads for the next 10 years, it’ll get louder
Floor noise
I move across generations
My name was found more on medical charts than music charts
A killer rhythm that danced with b-boys who were hotter than the Billboard Hot 100
Man I OD-ed
Fevers End brought an overdose of despair and this is rehab
Call the police, the fire department, the priest and the exorcist, right now
‘Cause I’m back
Fuck competition
Higher air?
Puff puff, no passing
I’m born fly. No airport fashion
Hospital gown and saline drip, panic attack patient
I’m sick, ill, dope
Like the combination of a vic pill, coke, molly, novocain, son
This is an Epik “High”
A song made while high
Recognize
Burj
Khalifa
Khalifa
Khalifa
The sky’s underneath my feet
I’m here to get you high again
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
My High is Epik.
OK
Guess who’s back?
King.
El Chapo, this time it’s legal
I know how to make everyone knock out
A high rap boss, change the name
Psycho Yankie, aka Andre, yeah that’s my name
I’m an importer, it’ll be like getting slapped, like totally freaking out, shocked
Not even the South American textures of Bolivia or Peru can come close
I keep producing that yield
Yeah, the perfection of a high rap
100 percent pure new shit
Music dressed with my rhythm
A thick, honest, flow, grade triple A+, blinging marbling
Come here and have some drug meat
Take a handful of my voice
Tone down with the damn noble rap
Hey, you got some of my rap on your nose
This sexy, slippery feeling
Shepherd, Labrador, biatch, your nose tingles
All the beauties of the country are yours
Plus the aprodisiacs
No joke though, my client is Haru and her father’s the rhythm?
Welsh corgi genetics, superior, the mix works like a charm
Rock, elec, jazz, reggae, dance
Whatever you put in, the result is hip-hop
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
My High is Epik.
I’m drunk right now
My brain can’t even recognize my parents
They called me the ringleader who stole their plates
Because of those false victims’ claims, I’m a Gangnam kid with wrinkles
Asking my to turn my pockets inside out as if demanding for the key
Don’t blame it on me
Just stop, this is a useless revolt
These riots need to stop
There’s a tumor inside your consciousness
I was offended for a while because of your random colleagues
Are you that curious about whose side I’m on?
Leave the political games to the National Assembly
No more of the “you die, I die,” I die alone
You touch me and you’re all dead
Actually that’s a bluff, my fans and my haters are all blessed
Go, go, come, come
If you don’t know, then get to know
If you see me while passing by
Come get an autograph
Take out your phone
Take a picture
Smile, 3, 2, 1, click
Relief, relief, stress relief
Like the free-spirited people of the subway, ignore everything
My dog-like attitude is as precious as your genuinity
Hey you scoundrel, you lay low
My rap is like bollito
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
Turn me in
Cocaine in your ears
Just like Blo
Your nose will tingle, you’ll be moved, your brain
Cobaine, explosion
Another legend, baby
When I give birth to a song, caring daddy
Like Lennon, Kennedy, Coltrane’s parents
I X-in love you
Say no, no, no to drugs
Put your earphones in instead of needles
Even celebrities line up for my music, like propofol
My rap’ll jump above your heads for the next 10 years, it’ll get louder
Floor noise
I move across generations
My name was found more on medical charts than music charts
A killer rhythm that danced with b-boys who were hotter than the Billboard Hot 100
Man I OD-ed
Fevers End brought an overdose of despair and this is rehab
Call the police, the fire department, the priest and the exorcist, right now
‘Cause I’m back
Fuck competition
Higher air?
Puff puff, no passing
I’m born fly. No airport fashion
Hospital gown and saline drip, panic attack patient
I’m sick, ill, dope
Like the combination of a vic pill, coke, molly, novocain, son
This is an Epik “High”
A song made while high
Recognize
Burj
Khalifa
Khalifa
Khalifa
The sky’s underneath my feet
I’m here to get you high again
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
My High is Epik.
OK
Guess who’s back?
King.
El Chapo, this time it’s legal
I know how to make everyone knock out
A high rap boss, change the name
Psycho Yankie, aka Andre, yeah that’s my name
I’m an importer, it’ll be like getting slapped, like totally freaking out, shocked
Not even the South American textures of Bolivia or Peru can come close
I keep producing that yield
Yeah, the perfection of a high rap
100 percent pure new shit
Music dressed with my rhythm
A thick, honest, flow, grade triple A+, blinging marbling
Come here and have some drug meat
Take a handful of my voice
Tone down with the damn noble rap
Hey, you got some of my rap on your nose
This sexy, slippery feeling
Shepherd, Labrador, biatch, your nose tingles
All the beauties of the country are yours
Plus the aprodisiacs
No joke though, my client is Haru and her father’s the rhythm?
Welsh corgi genetics, superior, the mix works like a charm
Rock, elec, jazz, reggae, dance
Whatever you put in, the result is hip-hop
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
My High is Epik.
I’m drunk right now
My brain can’t even recognize my parents
They called me the ringleader who stole their plates
Because of those false victims’ claims, I’m a Gangnam kid with wrinkles
Asking my to turn my pockets inside out as if demanding for the key
Don’t blame it on me
Just stop, this is a useless revolt
These riots need to stop
There’s a tumor inside your consciousness
I was offended for a while because of your random colleagues
Are you that curious about whose side I’m on?
Leave the political games to the National Assembly
No more of the “you die, I die,” I die alone
You touch me and you’re all dead
Actually that’s a bluff, my fans and my haters are all blessed
Go, go, come, come
If you don’t know, then get to know
If you see me while passing by
Come get an autograph
Take out your phone
Take a picture
Smile, 3, 2, 1, click
Relief, relief, stress relief
Like the free-spirited people of the subway, ignore everything
My dog-like attitude is as precious as your genuinity
Hey you scoundrel, you lay low
My rap is like bollito
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
This high won’t ever wear off even if I’m dead
Wussup?
Up in the sky, man I’m feelin’ so high.
Wussup?
