The first album is
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The second is only a small concentration of the public
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From the third to fourth this rotten scene's valuables
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There was a bright red 19 gold label
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Still wrote only the truth. |
music is my way
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Non-evaluable appeal in the hearing room
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gain and loss. |
Already a decade, still check the mic
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Like JK hyung, bright future in my arms
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Dreams, winds and waves and kisses
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Every time I write lyrics, I'm not alone in my room
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Half of my friends who were like my breath are in heaven
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Sleep comfortably in the dream I dream for you
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look at my sweat |
I'm a damn monster
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Made an independent label cause I won't ever settle
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At your level. |
Like Bob Dylan, I'm Not There
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In this ruins. |
Rare Bible in your iPod player
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Till I see God up there. |
rise high
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The world continues to decline due to Jewish capital
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I'm full of blood inside, but it's a good sign
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To the free mountaintop Luther King
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If I did it, you can do it too, so believe
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If I did it, you can do it too, so believe
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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With the soul, no one can take my soul
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At first, it was a window to open my boring school days.
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Everything is fine, the pain was a distant mountain
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Parents don't answer, friends say they don't care
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Everyone made a wall and I was a stranger
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Even if tap water is rice for several years
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A semi-underpass with only thick fog everywhere
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I endured and endured, so it was okay
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Still, the guy taking the taxi was a little sick to his stomach.
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One by one, when we go away from hunger
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I also thought about it, but the result was the opposite
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When the fans pile up one by one
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I had the same heart as the music, but no matter what I do
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yes what can i do |
like a weed
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Like those kids who still shine, something like oxygen
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Just walk like a zombie and win the world
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If you want everything painlessly, there is no answer
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Not once did I stutter walk one step at a time
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From the gutter to the top never fall cause we hot
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Like summer, shake the dust off the shoulders of the sad days
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Spending like Jeongseung and earning like a crazy dog
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Like I'm Lil Wayne, made a few milli still
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I'm insane in the brain like I'm Cypress Hill
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Cyphers killed when I rap
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Like a drummer in the back
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My heart is full of twisted graffiti, the energy is ahead
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I'm sick of all the sculptors who cut
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I'd rather open a newspaper, like today's economic pages
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I can't believe in music without a proper alternative
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A solid product with a solid foundation
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Freshly painted works by clumsy painters
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Make one of them clear and write your resume
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Whatever the result, I can’t write regrets
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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Today too, walk slowly, walk, go to the top
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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If I can, you can
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Still a long way to go, far away, look at that sky |