Information
Album Name
Bugalicious
Artist
부가킹즈
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2002.05.30
Release Agency
주식회사 인에이블파인드
Hangul

사자성어(四者聖語) - 부가킹즈 (Buga Kingz)
Yet anotha quest to conquer
Meet this 38 mic specialist
Verbal revolver
With skills so unbelievable
The sickest individual
supernatural powers
That could spot you even
if you was invisible
I got third eye visual scopin
See thru anything
whether it's closed or open
I make worlds tremble
Make the universe crumble
In the palm of my hand
More intelligence than central
Somethin you
just can't understand
Don't get mad at me man
Jealousy gets you nowhere
You sound like a bitch
Acting all moody fussin bout
how life's so unfair
Face the fact it's world
You's a puppet in my realm
Just frustrated that you's a man
With a body of a girl
Did I hurt you
I'm sorry I meant to
Crazy people are sane
while Psychiatrist
Label me mental psychotic
But I'm the genius
So ya'll can get the finger
And penis motherfuckers

It's the total eclipse of the mic
Somethings wrong the outline
turns to an ice cream
bar with a bite
And that ho was right
She ain't feelin it
that niggas rappin ain't tight
The rest of the gang caught
the same disease like an epidemic
Me as the critic
The same days you sniffed
the same air on that
small stage like
it's a pulpit
And said fuck it
My chalk work's invisible
Eight years has passed
and I'm still dissin y'all
Meanwhile the drunken's
at the seashore
They finished their last chore
Dividing the crust
from the hardcore
It's the Odyssey
Sean2 got the anchor
Yo escort all of them in
But please don't let it be us four
Write them a puzzle
and see their brain get torn
Spectral get them reborn to us
cause we'll just make more
The radicals becomes
the golden calf they adore
We get our half
and push them out on a blindfold
This perverted nation hit
the verdict that I was facing
Many times in dirty cages
my people shout and scream and
Hollar till I was out 30 days
and open the book of revelation
Hip hop was resurrected
but was never dead like
Macaveli like Pac in
Cali the Great
Biggie in Jamaica maxin
with Bob Marley cause the
Spirit lives on till you
say it's gone
Music can break your
heart like Tom Petty
Or like Bom Dettys up lift
your soul so feed your potbelly
So I moved the crowd like waved
oceans natural unconciously
Master of ceremony make you
think so cautiously
Before that bragadocious
be the knowledge of self infinite
Times hundred minds give it
in one to the fifth power
Bullets turn in to rose pedals
when I face them cowards
So kill your erection
of hate and take a cold shower
힙합은 나의 술과 함께 나는 다가가오
Buga Kingz와 함께 취해
Escape the after hour

Romanizationsajaseongeo(四者聖語) - bugakingjeu (Buga Kingz)
Yet anotha quest to conquer
Meet this 38 mic specialist
Verbal revolver
With skills so unbelievable
The sickest individual
supernatural powers
That could spot you even
if you was invisible
I got third eye visual scopin
See thru anything
whether it's closed or open
I make worlds tremble
Make the universe crumble
In the palm of my hand
More intelligence than central
Somethin you
just can't understand
Don't get mad at me man
Jealousy gets you nowhere
You sound like a bitch
Acting all moody fussin bout
how life's so unfair
Face the fact it's world
You's a puppet in my realm
Just frustrated that you's a man
With a body of a girl
Did I hurt you
I'm sorry I meant to
Crazy people are sane
while Psychiatrist
Label me mental psychotic
But I'm the genius
So ya'll can get the finger
And penis motherfuckers

It's the total eclipse of the mic
Somethings wrong the outline
turns to an ice cream
bar with a bite
And that ho was right
She ain't feelin it
that niggas rappin ain't tight
The rest of the gang caught
the same disease like an epidemic
Me as the critic
The same days you sniffed
the same air on that
small stage like
it's a pulpit
And said fuck it
My chalk work's invisible
Eight years has passed
and I'm still dissin y'all
Meanwhile the drunken's
at the seashore
They finished their last chore
Dividing the crust
from the hardcore
It's the Odyssey
Sean2 got the anchor
Yo escort all of them in
But please don't let it be us four
Write them a puzzle
and see their brain get torn
Spectral get them reborn to us
cause we'll just make more
The radicals becomes
the golden calf they adore
We get our half
and push them out on a blindfold
This perverted nation hit
the verdict that I was facing
Many times in dirty cages
my people shout and scream and
Hollar till I was out 30 days
and open the book of revelation
Hip hop was resurrected
but was never dead like
Macaveli like Pac in
Cali the Great
Biggie in Jamaica maxin
with Bob Marley cause the
Spirit lives on till you
say it's gone
Music can break your
heart like Tom Petty
Or like Bom Dettys up lift
your soul so feed your potbelly
So I moved the crowd like waved
oceans natural unconciously
Master of ceremony make you
think so cautiously
Before that bragadocious
be the knowledge of self infinite
Times hundred minds give it
in one to the fifth power
Bullets turn in to rose pedals
when I face them cowards
So kill your erection
of hate and take a cold shower
hiphabeun naui sulgwa hamkke naneun dagagao
Buga Kingzwa hamkke chwihae
Escape the after hour

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