Where I¡¯m from, 'Han' is the name we gave to struggle and pain.
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³»°¡ »ç´Â °÷¿¡¼± °í»ý, °íÅë¿¡°Ô 'ÇÑ'À̶ó´Â À̸§À» Áö¾îÁá´Ù.
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Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins.
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±×ÀÇ °ÀÌ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ µµ½Ã¼Ó¿¡ È帥´Ù. ±×°¡ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ÇÍÁÙ¼Ó¿¡ È帣µíÀÌ.
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To us it¡¯s the one thing above all things.
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¿ì¸° ±×¸¦ ¸ðµç °Í À§¿¡ Ä¡ÄѼ¼¿î´Ù.
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Money, love, gods and kings.
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µ·, »ç¶û, ½Åµé°ú ¿Õµé À§¿¡.
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It¡¯s what's drivin¡¯ us,
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±×°¡ ¿ì¸®¸¦ ¿òÁ÷ÀδÙ,
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be it ahead or insane.
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¾ÕÀ» ÇâÇØ¼µç ±¤±â¸¦ ÇâÇØ¼µç.
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We sit shotgun to it. Wishin'
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¿ì¸° ±×ÀÇ ¿·ÀÚ¸®¿¡ ¾É¾Æ ¼Ò¸ÁÇÑ´Ù.
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that it takes us, navigates us to a better livin'
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±×°¡ ¿ì¸®¸¦ ´õ ÁÁÀº »îÀ¸·Î ÀεµÇϱ⸦.
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It's with us cramped up in the bus,
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±×´Â ºñÁ¼Àº ¹ö½º,
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subways, our schools and our buildings.
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ÁöÇÏö, Çб³¿Í °Ç¹°µé ¾È¿¡¼ ¿ì¸®¿Í ÇÔ²² µÚ¾ûÄÑÀÖ´Ù.
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It's what our appas pay to get food for their children.
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±×´Â ¿ì¸®ÀÇ ¾ÆºüµéÀÌ ÀڽĵéÀ» ¸Ô¿©»ì¸®±â À§ÇØ Ä¡¸¥ ´ë°¡À̱⵵ Çϰí
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It sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot doenjang guk in the kitchen.
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¾ö¸¶°¡ ºÎ¾ý¿¡¼ ²úÀÌ´Â µÈÀå±¹ ³¿ºñ ¹Ù´Ú¿¡ °¡¶ó¾É¾Æ ÀÖ´Â ¾ÖÁ¤ÀÇ ÈçÀûÀ̱⵵ ÇÏ´Ù.
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On and on, it makes us hustle on.
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±×´Â ¿ì¸®¸¦ ²÷ÀÓ¾øÀÌ ´Þ¸®°Ô ÇÑ´Ù.
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For the money we fight, fall but overcome.
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µ·À» ¹ú±â À§ÇØ ÅõÀïÇÏ°í ¹«³ÊÁö°Ô ÇÏ´Ù°¡µµ À̰ܳ»°Ô ÇÑ´Ù.
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That's why we call it won.
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±×·¡¼ 'Won'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸£³ªº¸´Ù.
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Han is spoken yet unspoken.
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ÇÑÀº ¸»¾øÀÌ ¸»ÇÑ´Ù.
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We could be broke but never broken.
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¿ì¸° ¹«ÀÏǬÀÌ µÇ¾îµµ ºÎ·¯ÁöÁø ¾Ê´Â´Ù.
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It made my father work the graveyard shift
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ÇÑÀº ³ªÀÇ ¾Æ¹öÁö¸¦ Á×µµ·Ï ÀÏÇÏ°Ô ¸¸µé¾ú°í
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and still makes his graveyard shift.
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¹«´ý¼Ó¿¡¼µµ ¸öºÎ¸²Ä¡°Ô ÇϰíÀÖ´Ù.
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And that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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What you call ¡®soul' is our city right here.
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´ç½ÅµéÀÌ '¼Ò¿ï'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸£´Â °ÍÀÌ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ µµ½Ã´Ù.
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From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
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È«´ëºÎÅÍ º£µå ½ºÅ¸À̱îÁö
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we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
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¿ì¸° ´àÀº °íÅë¿¡¼ ž°í ´àÀº ´«¹°À» È기´Ù.
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Some call it pain.
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´©±º °íÅëÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£Áö¸¸
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We call it '»ç¶û¡¯ man.
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¿ì¸° '»ç¶û'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸¥´Ù.
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Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÇâÇØ, ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ¼¼»óÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÈù´Ù.
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And that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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´©°¡ ¹¹·¡µµ ³» ½ÉÀå¿¡
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ÀÚ¸®ÀâÀº µµ½Ã
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³¯ ±ú¿ì´Â ¾ÆÄ§¿¡ ¼Ò¸®, ¹ãÀÇ ºû, right here.
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Some call it pain.
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´©±º °íÅëÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£Áö¸¸
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We call it '»ç¶û¡¯ man.
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¿ì¸° '»ç¶û'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸¥´Ù.
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Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÇâÇØ, ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ¼¼»óÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÈù´Ù.
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Been rap supreme. Guess it's only right how I tax a fiend.
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³ ÀÌ ¾ÀÀÇ ¿Õ. ³ª¿¡°Ô ÃëÇØÀÖ´Â ÀÚµéÀÌ ¼Õ ¹ú¸®°Ô ÇØ.
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Been handing out styles, no that ain't free. The most adapt to green, without greed.
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³» ¹æ½ÄÀº µ·ÀÌ µû¶ó¿À°Ô ÇÏÁö. ºÎ¿¡ Àͼ÷ÇØµµ ¿å½ÉÀ» ºÎ¸± Çʿ䰡 ¾ø¾î.
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I deserve honors, lots of furs and designers, tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihana
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¸í¿¹´Â ¸¶¶¥ÇØ. ¸ðÇÇ¿Í ¸íǰ, ¿©ÀÚµéÀÇ »ç¶û. ÇϹٳª¿¡¼ Áø¼ö¼ºÂùÀ» Áñ±â¸ç
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while I puff ganja. Then forget all my drama like I ain¡¯t got no fuxking problems man this $$ keep piling in.
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ÇÑ´ë ÇÇ¿ì¸ç ¾Æ¹«ÀÏ ¾øµíÀÌ ³» °íÅëÀ» Àؾî. µ·Àº °è¼Ó ½×ÀÌÁö¸¸
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Biggie said it, mo money mo headaches.
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ºñ±â°¡ ¸»ÇßÁö, µ·ÀÌ ½×ÀÌ¸é ¹®Á¦µµ ½×Àδٰí.
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Know he looking down like, ¡°Oh now you get it?¡±
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¾Æ¸¶ õ±¹¿¡¼ ³»·Á´Ùº¸¸ç ¸»Çϰí ÀÖ°ÚÁö, ¡°ÀÌÁ¦ ¾Ë°Ú³Ä?"
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Yes I do, it¡¯s best you too. I take the $$ from you then invest in my crew.
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¾ËÁö. ³ÊÈñµéµµ ¾Æ´Â °Ô ÁÁÀ»Å×¾ß. ³»°¡ ¹ø µ·Àº ³» »ç¶÷µé¿¡°Ô ÅõÀÚÇØ.
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These chest moves, you couldn't guess what's next too.
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½ÉÀåÀÌ ¶Ù¸é µÆ¾î. ±× ´ÙÀ½Àº ¾Ë ¹Ù ¾ø¾î.
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I heard the night creepin' up with the next moon.
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»õ·Î¿î ´ÞÀÌ ¶ß¸ç ¹ãÀÌ ´Ù°¡¿À°í ÀÖ´Ù.
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Somewhere round next June,
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³»³â 6¿ùÂë ¾îµò°¡¿¡¼.
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Somewhere we vex too at the fact that these raps more like vegetables to you.
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°¡²ûÀº Ȱ¡³´Ù. ³» ¿¹¼úÀÌ ³ÊÀÇ ÀÔ¸À¿¡ ¸ÂÁö ¾Ê´Ù´Â °Ô.
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But im livin sweet, i got the juice. Sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin too.
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ÇÏÁö¸¸ ³» ÀλýÀº ´ÞÄÞÇØ. ³» ÀλýÀº ·¹¸óÂ÷¿Í ÁøÀ» ¸¶½Ãµí õõÈ÷ Èê·¯.
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Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami. Look like Dej Loaf, catch a body if ya try me.
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¾Æ´Ï¸é ¾Æ¸§´Ù¿î ¿©ÀÚ°¡ ¼ºùÇØÁØ ²Ü°ú À§½ºÅ°Ã³·³. Dej Loafó·³ »ý±ä ¿©ÀÚ ¸»À̾ß. ±×·¯´Ï ³¯ ±¦È÷ °Çµå¸®Áö´Â ¸¶.
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She so sexy, got a deadly appearance, she dressed up and killed herself in the mirror.
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³» ÀλýÀº Ä¡¸íÀûÀÎ ¸Å·ÂÀ» °®°í ÀÖ¾î. Ç×»ó °Å¿ï ¾Õ¿¡¼ ³¯ À§ÇØ ¸Ó¸®ºÎÅÍ ¹ß³¡±îÁö ²Ù¹ÌÁö.
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Good lord help me. The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie.
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½ÅÀÌ¿© ³ª¸¦ »ì·ÁÁÖ¿À. Á×À½ ¾Õ¿¡¼µµ ¼¿Ä«³ª Âï°í ÀÖ³×.
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See that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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Another j blown in the mist right there.
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³»°¡ ¹ñ´Â ¿¬±â°¡ ¾È°³¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÆÛÁø´Ù.
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A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
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ÇØ°¡ ¶°µµ ÀÌ ±¤°æÀÌ ´õ ¼±¸íÇØÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ» °Å´Ù.
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For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
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Á×°í »ç¶óÁø ¸ðµÎ¸¦ À§ÇØ ¼ÕÀ» ÇÏ´ÃÀ§·Î.
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This one for the pain.
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°íÅëÀ» Àذí
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This one for the hate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÀáÀç¿ì°í
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Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
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¸ÓÀú¸®µé°ú ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â °ÅÁö°°Àº ³ðµéÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÀδÙ.
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See that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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Another j blown in the mist right there.
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³»°¡ ¹ñ´Â ¿¬±â°¡ ¾È°³¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÆÛÁø´Ù.
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A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
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ÇØ°¡ ¶°µµ ÀÌ ±¤°æÀÌ ´õ ¼±¸íÇØÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ» °Å´Ù.
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For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
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Á×°í »ç¶óÁø ¸ðµÎ¸¦ À§ÇØ ¼ÕÀ» ÇÏ´ÃÀ§·Î.
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This one for the pain.
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°íÅëÀ» Àذí
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This one for the hate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÀáÀç¿ì°í
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Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
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¸ÓÀú¸®µé°ú ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â °ÅÁö°°Àº ³ðµéÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÈù´Ù.
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Good lord help me.
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½ÅÀÌ¿© ³ª¸¦ »ì·ÁÁÖ¿À.
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Èü°ãÁö¸¸ °ð ÇູÀÌ µÇ°ÚÁö.
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Good lord help me.
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½ÅÀÌ¿© ³ª¸¦ »ì·ÁÁÖ¿À.
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µÎ·ÆÁö¸¸ °ð ÇູÀÌ µÇ°ÚÁö.
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See that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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Another j blown in the mist right there.
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³»°¡ ¹ñ´Â ¿¬±â°¡ ¾È°³¼ÓÀ¸·Î ÆÛÁø´Ù.
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A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
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ÇØ°¡ ¶°µµ ÀÌ ±¤°æÀÌ ´õ ¼±¸íÇØÁöÁø ¾ÊÀ» °Å´Ù.
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For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
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Á×°í »ç¶óÁø ¸ðµÎ¸¦ À§ÇØ ¼ÕÀ» ÇÏ´ÃÀ§·Î.
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This one for the pain.
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°íÅëÀ» Àذí
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This one for the hate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÀáÀç¿ì°í
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Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
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¸ÓÀú¸®µé°ú ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â °ÅÁö°°Àº ³ðµéÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÈù´Ù.
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And that's that shit right there.
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±×·¡, ±×·¸´Ù.
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What you call ¡®soul' is our city right here.
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´ç½ÅµéÀÌ '¼Ò¿ï'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸£´Â °ÍÀÌ ¿ì¸®ÀÇ µµ½Ã´Ù.
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From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
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È«´ëºÎÅÍ º£µå ½ºÅ¸À̱îÁö
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we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
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¿ì¸° ´àÀº °íÅë¿¡¼ ž°í ´àÀº ´«¹°À» È기´Ù.
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Some call it pain.
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´©±º °íÅëÀ̶ó ºÎ¸£Áö¸¸
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We call it '»ç¶û¡¯ man.
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¿ì¸° '»ç¶û'À̶ó°í ºÎ¸¥´Ù.
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Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
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Áõ¿À¸¦ ÇâÇØ, ±×¸®°í ¿ì¸± ÀÌÇØÇÏÁö ¸øÇÏ´Â ¼¼»óÀ» ÇâÇØ ÁßÁö¸¦ ³ôÈù´Ù.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ÄコƮÀÇ ºñÆ® À§¿¡¼ ¸¸³µ´Ù. ÆíÇÏ°Ô ¾É°í ¸öÀ» ´¯Çô¶ó.
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Pro Era. HIGHGRND. Rep ya hood. Don¡¯t let 'em turn the lights down.
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ÇÁ·Î¿¡¶ó. ÇÏÀ̱׶ó¿îµå. ³ÊÀÇ µ¿³×¸¦ ´ëÇ¥ÇØ¶ó. ¾Æ¹«µµ ºÒÀ» ²ôÁö ¸øÇϰÔ.
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Hood
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