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너희가 힙합을 아느냐?

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음악같지 않은 음악을 이젠

모두 다 집어치워 버려야해

우리가 너희들 모두의 귀를

확실하게 바꿔줄게 기다려

하하 참으로 놀라워 진짜인 우리가 돌아와

조금씩 너희가 있는 곳에 이제 서서히 올라가

거기 가짜 거기 있어 봤자

진짜를 보여줄게 우리가 거기 닿자마자

세상 이상 너무나도 괴상 너희가 최고라니 그건 너무 환상

우리는 타이거 또한 실력의 차이가 많이 나는

우리 바로 what 드렁큰 타이거

Now light my fat dub, up what up?

Intoxicated tiger style

I rock a Rollex worth 24 thou

Now calm down, just touched stroll around espionage

When I'm done I'll leave town got more pounds

Chocolate that cash back guarentee

'Nuff for all of us no need for greed plant some seed

Just lay low and watch for the stake out

Fuzz think they smart but we're smarter so we fake out

눈을 감아 들어봐 워

온몸으로 느껴진 전율

주는대로 받아먹는건

이 쯤에서 그만 두어야해

You and you W-A-C-K who?

Come back home

See me tapping your boo

You and you W-A-C-K who?

Come back home

See me tapping your boo

That's amazing the way I get you dazed

With only thoughts be paper chasing

After you who claimed you in fact you misbehavin'

Like the twenty dozen heads at the rave and

The syllables incredible like elephant

That you been craving you make me nauseous

Too many homies Johnny blazing

Mad rhymes off my anuses embarasses the dope MC's

The sessions be so torturous

The piosonous incense that was lit

To get you bent to be I represent

I spit my verbs eatin' bean curd homies tried

To hear and heard about the kid with the fat knob word

Shoot it in your face in small amounts hell no

In large globs, so I fertilige your ears whit the sweet nouns

Contest my intelligence I inject my elegance

To all you fat bitches to the club that's absurd

Taking down the studio MC's I'm the king with the crown

No deception, is there a question?

Put your hands up

All the players in the house

Put your hands up

All my Croen sipping god put your hands up

In toxicated Tiger dropping topics

Hypnotize in illogical melodic sonic Boom! up

Your optic Sippin' gin without a topic

Under the disco light rocked it

It ain't ro optical illusion It's only logic

Hey! suckers pass the mic when my rhyme

Takes flight I got the type o'flow yo

Act like you know I slay wack MC's

At the disco tipsy off the cisco

My brain's fryin' like crIsco while

I'm eating suckers'styles up like Nabisco