The Quiett

 

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Verse 1: Basick)
I follow my instinct
My instinct is an incredible thing
I fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee
like Ali Muhammad ((Famous quote of Muhammad Ali, originally ‘float like a butterfly, sting like a bee’. Over time the quote changed to ‘swing like a butterfly’.))

I’m Musashi flowing with the wind
Even when I fall, I’m after prey again
After breathing in the scent of life, ‘I will never lose again’
Badaboom, the incantation I utter by myself. It’s hip hop avenue over here

When I confront my enemy, I fume with a murderous aura
Instead of a knife in my hand, [I hold] one mic when I rap
I put my soul into it when I rap
From head to toe, [I put] everything into it

So, life’s pleasures and hopes
Everything depends on my actions and words
My small but mighty tongue and two bare hands. bank account and mansion ((A pun on bare hands (maenson) and mansion))
This is just my personal opinion but life’s true danger is

making others’ sky cloudy,
slowing down others’ airplane
I’m too hot to handle, too cold to hold
Basick on this track, I’m too tall for y’all

I’m not a politician so I don’t fib
I don’t have a [big] frame so I don’t suddenly jump [at people].
I wait for a higher sky, better take my aim
With this Airplane Music, I’m steppin’ up my game

Verse 2: Rimi)
Like Kid Cudi day ‘n night
chasing after flash ‘n lights
Probably the difference between average people and me
You better recognize

After only releasing mixtapes
The ganji of rappers who became masters ((Ganji is a Korean term that is equivalent to something like ‘cool’ or ‘swag’ in English.))
So to say it’s like Buddha and Ghandi
Roughly that kind of ganji

You do hate me but can’t deny me
Even if you copy me, you can’t become me
The way you see it, it’s probably a miracle
Like yesterday, today too,

I defeat whacks and put down tracks
The flight passes over mountains and streams
I don’t crash
I, I’ve never been fucked up

Verse 3: Beenzino)
Volume up, listen to all the words I spit
Look overhead, I’m like Gulliver
I’m a phenomenon
I’m always good … thumb is up!

‘What’s ya problem?’ I ask
Your answer is ‘We need a new star’
Huh? Problem solved, star is born
He’s a really good guy, nobody

can complain [about him].
Because he’s always high [in popularity].
This kid is on air air air
Man I’m ill ill, just feel, real recognize real real

I’ll let you know about a real case
Yes it’s me, you already guessed it
Hollywood fans who hate spoilers,
I’m sorry, it’s my bad

Pay close attention to my potential in 2010,
Hot Clip and Jazzyfact
Fakes go into hiding, I wanna blow them all up
so they croak, pachikipa! ((Pachipaka is probably a sound effect from Bruce Lee movies for something disappearing.))

Guys who can will make it but guys who can’t will never [make it].
Leave it, if you really can’t rap
This song is A.P.M. ((A.P.M. is a gaming term in Starcraft meaning ‘actions per minute’.))
The collaboration of guys who can

Verse 4: Fana)
UFMC has started running again ((UFMC is another alias of Fana’s but we don’t know what it stands for, could only find “UFMC the mind controller”))
Following a traveler’s single path, parading in one go
After awaking to the revelation of the universe,
‘The gain of a big dream’ forms in my heart

The shouts of the wild herbs that bloom on stage
I receive sunlight from the audience and burst with energy
It make hundreds of miracles possible
Belief, that pledge, [is] a sincere message

Erase the time when I was trapped in restraints like a copycat
and had the wearisome habit of imitating [others].
I undauntedly uphold
backbone and my path, as well as pride which is the key to all of these

The rule of the game I established
is that constraint is completely forbidden at any time
But fair play is to be maintained
It’s Airplane Music, Airplane Music

Verse 5: The Quiett)
My flight has no crashes
The many different types of spectra that I have
My style is gradually getting deeper
My competition is anxious

Just like for the reunification with North Korea,
they have been waiting for my fall but, ah((Implies that his fall is never happening))
unlike you who is ruining yourself
Q gets more and more ganji

With no rest, without stopping,
the stage and studios call me yearningly
Gwangmyeong, Seoul, Daegu, Busan
I shine anywhere, it’s The Q y’all

I’m good at rap, I’m good at producing tracks
[and I’m good at] most things, platinum class
The foundation is that even though those idiots spend a long time trying to defeat me,
I’m out of their reach

Oh, I somehow become more and more sick
The gap gets bigger
They walk and walk but I disappear farther out of their sight
Don’t walk over there but quickly disappear far away yeah

Haha, you’re now rockin’ with the best
six in the game, we keepin’ it fresh
Rappers who light a fire in your eardrums
We stole the bubble-like popularity of fakers, lost popularity

Verse 6: San E)
I take a breath (hoh), relax
Close my eyes and feel excited
My heartbeat raises and my chest feels like I’m on a cloud
Now awaken, wake up (open your eyes!)

‘Day by day’ fly to the sky ((‘Day by Day’ is former KPop duo Fly to the Sky’s debut song))
Like Styles P, get high as a kite ((Probably a reference to Styles P’s songs ‘Fly High’ and ‘Send a Kite’))
Inside of the studio, in front of the microphone
That’s my heaven feeling alright

It’s alright, the more a lot of haters talk bad about me,
the more of a sophisticated statue I become
I do it for my fans, I do it for my fam
I do it for my men and I do it for myself

In Airplane Music, I put aside my desires and fly
This year, 2010, my songs were played on the radio
That’s what I found
under my Christmas poetree ((A pun on poetry and christmas tree … thus Christmas poe-TREE))