Information
Album Name
One Nation
Artist
Dok2, Big Tone, Various Artists
Genre
랩/힙합
Release Date
2009.03.02
Release Agency
NHN벅스
Hangul

AM 03:00 - 도끼
쉽게 잠이 들지않는 새벽
난 또 눈을 떠
쉽게 잠이 들지않는 새벽
난 또 눈을 떠
쉽게 잠이 들지않는 새벽
난 또 눈을 떴지
얽히고 섥힌 잡생각들의 interruption
What's in my head gotta
Wash up my brain
우린 언제나 얽매여있어
더 멋진 삶에 구름이 걷힌 다음에
맑은 하늘과 햇빛을 바랬지만
똑같이 또 비만 내려댔지
큰 우산을 써도 피할 수 없던 빗방울
실망을 안겨주긴 나도 참 싫었지만은
맘 같지 않았던 현실
빗나간 노력의 결실
던진 만큼 건진건 비참하게도 nothin'
더 절실해진 성공이지만 실패만 잦아져
사라져도 모를만큼 아무도 안 알아줘
닫아져 버린 맘 깔아져 어린 난
더 위축되고 하루하루 많아져 고민만
바라고 머리만 썩을 순 없는데
같은 곳만 돌고돌아
그래 현실을 피해
잠시 기댈 곳 조차 없는 요즘 시대
몇년전 그토록 원했던
삶을 사는 오늘인데
기쁜긴 커녕 내 모든 걸 망치는 일에
잔뜩 취해 방에 박혀
또 신세 한탄 뿐이네
깊게 뿌리내린 soul 그 누가 알어
철학은 객기 그들에겐
단지 just a product
따러주는듯 독을 붓는 날 속이는 liar
난 그에 맞서는 쓸쓸한 외로운
Freedom fighter
Man I'm on fire
배신하고 돌아서기엔
날 자꾸 자극하는 넘쳐나는 많은 적이
내 신경을 건드려
뭐를 얻든 다시 시작해
미약해도 괜찮아 나를 얕보질않게
I'm a show'em no one can't block me
Now yeah I'ma show you non believers
How you like me now
아직날 모르겠다면 걱정마
It ain't over
다시 한번 일어설테니까
Like I told ya
I'm a show'em no one can't block me
Now yeah I'ma show you non believers
How you like me now
아직 날 모르겠다면 걱정마
it ain't over
다시 한번 일어섰어 벌써
like I told ya
I can't can't sleep sleep
I can't can't breathe breathe
I can't can't get get
This outta my mind
I can't can't sleep sleep
I can't can't breathe breathe
I can't can't get get
This outta my mind
노래던 RAP slow fast how you want it
I can serve these fiends
Steady flow like yo yay ronic
Pen in my left pad on my right
And when them deuce
Combine it's steady balance
Providing vision for these blind
Emcees ain't no prying we
Bigtone and microphone like siamese
Twins like juice and jin
Like BIG and PAC in HipHop
Long live the name remain and reign
Moment of silence
Pay my respects to the vets
So may we keep vibing
My man Peejay in the cockpit yeah
We Rhyme Bussin' like nothing
Dust emcees that like to stand
Tall but weak in the knees
Don't sweat the technique checkmate
If you check me lyrical Jet Li
Don't test me you best flee
I'm on a rhyming spree
And if you feel a brother
Let me see 'yall vibe with me
All the fame and shine
And lime light man you can have it
I ain't tryina cop these phly rides
I'm hungry tryina eat
Break bread with the fam some spare
Change in my hand you smell me
Don't really care how many
inch on my rims
Act tough but Bitch
when someone step on your tims
'Yall buncha funny ho's
Posing like a fashion show
And sick and tired of
these gay boy bands
That like to hold hands
Diseasing show programs
I feel some cridicts after this
Like I'm a 문제아
But the real snakes is the ones
In them suits and ties
With fake smiles and contracts
Hands in my pocket before
I make a profit
All on my cock tryina
squeeze a dollar Out my five cents
sick and tired of
This nonsense Another day
Another struggle everyday's a hustle
And guarantee
when I bubble and pop
it's gonna be some trouble

RomanizationAM 03:00 - dokki
swipge jami deuljianneun saebyeok
nan tto nuneul tteo
swipge jami deuljianneun saebyeok
nan tto nuneul tteo
swipge jami deuljianneun saebyeok
nan tto nuneul tteotji
eokhigo seokhin japsaenggakdeurui interruption
What's in my head gotta
Wash up my brain
urin eonjena eokmaeyeoisseo
deo meotjin salme gureumi geothin daeume
malgeun haneulgwa haetbicheul baraetjiman
ttokgati tto biman naeryeodaetji
keun usaneul sseodo pihal su eopdeon bitbangul
silmangeul angyeojugin nado cham sireotjimaneun
mam gatji anatdeon hyeonsil
bitnagan noryeogui gyeolsil
deonjin mankeum geonjingeon bichamhagedo nothin'
deo jeolsilhaejin seonggongijiman silpaeman jajajyeo
sarajyeodo moreulmankeum amudo an arajwo
dadajyeo beorin mam kkarajyeo eorin nan
deo wichukdoego haruharu manajyeo gominman
barago meoriman sseogeul sun eopneunde
gateun gotman dolgodora
geurae hyeonsireul pihae
jamsi gidael got jocha eopneun yojeum sidae
myeotnyeonjeon geutorok wonhaetdeon
salmeul saneun oneurinde
gippeungin keonyeong nae modeun geol mangchineun ire
jantteuk chwihae bange bakhyeo
tto sinse hantan ppunine
gipge ppurinaerin soul geu nuga areo
cheolhageun gaekgi geudeuregen
danji just a product
ttareojuneundeut dogeul butneun nal sogineun liar
nan geue matseoneun sseulsseulhan oeroun
Freedom fighter
Man I'm on fire
baesinhago doraseogien
nal jakku jageukhaneun neomchyeonaneun maneun jeogi
nae singyeongeul geondeuryeo
mworeul eotdeun dasi sijakhae
miyakhaedo gwaenchana nareul yatbojiranke
I'm a show'em no one can't block me
Now yeah I'ma show you non believers
How you like me now
ajiknal moreugetdamyeon geokjeongma
It ain't over
dasi hanbeon ireoseoltenikka
Like I told ya
I'm a show'em no one can't block me
Now yeah I'ma show you non believers
How you like me now
ajik nal moreugetdamyeon geokjeongma
it ain't over
dasi hanbeon ireoseosseo beolsseo
like I told ya
I can't can't sleep sleep
I can't can't breathe breathe
I can't can't get get
This outta my mind
I can't can't sleep sleep
I can't can't breathe breathe
I can't can't get get
This outta my mind
noraedeon RAP slow fast how you want it
I can serve these fiends
Steady flow like yo yay ronic
Pen in my left pad on my right
And when them deuce
Combine it's steady balance
Providing vision for these blind
Emcees ain't no prying we
Bigtone and microphone like siamese
Twins like juice and jin
Like BIG and PAC in HipHop
Long live the name remain and reign
Moment of silence
Pay my respects to the vets
So may we keep vibing
My man Peejay in the cockpit yeah
We Rhyme Bussin' like nothing
Dust emcees that like to stand
Tall but weak in the knees
Don't sweat the technique checkmate
If you check me lyrical Jet Li
Don't test me you best flee
I'm on a rhyming spree
And if you feel a brother
Let me see 'yall vibe with me
All the fame and shine
And lime light man you can have it
I ain't tryina cop these phly rides
I'm hungry tryina eat
Break bread with the fam some spare
Change in my hand you smell me
Don't really care how many
inch on my rims
Act tough but Bitch
when someone step on your tims
'Yall buncha funny ho's
Posing like a fashion show
And sick and tired of
these gay boy bands
That like to hold hands
Diseasing show programs
I feel some cridicts after this
Like I'm a munjea
But the real snakes is the ones
In them suits and ties
With fake smiles and contracts
Hands in my pocket before
I make a profit
All on my cock tryina
squeeze a dollar Out my five cents
sick and tired of
This nonsense Another day
Another struggle everyday's a hustle
And guarantee
when I bubble and pop
it's gonna be some trouble

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