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Intro)
Wassup?
We are Speaking Trumpet
DJ Juice
Let’s go
Verse 1: RHYME-A-)
I am currently giving these lyrics wings
The destination is Tokyo, Haneda beyond the sea
My goal is worldwide propagation through the
messages in my lyrics, lyrical phenomenon
I spread my flow that just overcame borders
Will you be able to handle it? Fakes will soon be knocked out((Pun on ‘뻗다’ (ppeod-da) which can mean both ‘spread’ (see previous line) and ‘to be knocked out’.))
I don’t need a passport, bitch check my profile((Reference to Illionaire Records’ ‘Profile’))
Where’s my fuckin’ escort? You better use a hot-line
Verse 2: nuck)
The start is S.Soul city,((The ‘S’ probably refers to South Korea and Seoul is written ‘Soul’ on purpose to express that Seoul is the place where his soul is at.)) where will the flow go?
Just landing, I look at the moon in the night streets of Tokyo
Everyone is looking for something more thrilling
But I am always on an organic flow((‘Organic’ could refer to ‘the seeds’ in the next line))
Riding on the wind, I’m an eagle looking at the seeds I planted((This is ambiguous and can also be understood as: I look at these letters, the seeds I planted))
The flowers bloomed in the color black, the color of the leaves is pink
That’s my freakin’ ego, these streets that are different
everyday cannot stop either, hand on the heart
Verse 3: Zito)
The more time passes, the greater my Seoul pride gets
YG, Kendrick’s West coast shout out
In this barren city of hiphop, I planted seeds
that nobody can see. All of them combined in the
MCs out there, not the rap puppets
What makes Hongdae famous are the works of masters
They are being sold worldwide, they shine like a Rolex
If you don’t feel it, you’re like second-hand phone sex
Verse 4: Huckleberry P)
We in everywhere, the resonating sounds of trumpets
Over the walls of language, a story is inscribed into this foreign city
Not a meeting of vowels and consonants but a lump
That itself are we, it is meaningless to distinguish between tail and head
The sound that crossed the sea took me across the sea
Just like I seem to start resembling them, I see you starting to resemble me
Speaking Trumpet, 12 Walter Mittys
Vocal cords that resemble trumpets, restlessly speakin’ and speakin’
Verse 5: Kebee)
Today too I push my way through between drums and drums
I keep inspiration by my side and try to go carrying it across
Heavy rhyming that is in quite a different class from those
who rap only to the best of their talent. Come here, if the world is disgusting
My rap is like a lecture to those who need to learn
If you want to show off, this is life’s fun and seasoning
I will take you with me, around Mesopotamia over there
won’t be no place to hide, ready or not, yo
Verse 6: Kang San Yeoul)
This is not love but an obsession, an unconditional belief:
the Cross. A wedding carriage without a ceremony, marriage vows
without positions, no matter how long the 38th parallel north, it can’t stop it((The 38th parallel north runs roughly along the DMZ, so he is most likely talking about the reunification between North and South Korea using the metaphor of a marriage.))
Take the hand now, a gentleman in a white tuxedo
The guide for this honeymoon are the letters written here
The sentence that has infiltrated my chest without borders
Beggars of Joseon’s eight provinces that made their way into the continent((Joseon refers to the lands of both North and South Korea which were once divided into eight provinces.))
Prick your ears to the sounds of the master musician, this is literature and music
Verse 7: Minos)
I threw in a career, play the radio
The cigarette in my mouth is better than Evian
Ready or not, although you have a slender waist
you will shake me up, a memory of my travels
A small but mighty tongue with wings, who can compare
to my crude expressions? Baek Jiyoung who was shot by a gun((Reference to Baek Jiyoung’s song ‘총맞은것처럼’ [Like Being Shot by a Gun]))
I return the vibe I received from them
Choi Minho,((Minos’ real name)) a ticket in my hand, break of dawn
Verse 8: Born Kim)
Notorious Biggie Ol’ Dirty, 2Pac
Will my voice one day reach heaven too?
Instead of becoming a star there, I build a tower with my own rhymes
The stairs lead to my dream
Together, the footsteps I took become greatness
And the steps I am taking now will also
become someone’s stairs. We, who are approaching
our dreams, display true value the more time passes
Verse 9: suda)
Music goes around and comes around. Gather wishes like sunlight,
no matter where on earth, light dark places
Open the way to treat hateful minds for nothing
like the stethoscope of the Doctors Without Borders
Sometimes the black flag is up and the treasure of hope gets plundered
After putting it in a case locked with a password,
write on top of it “Do not take me out
before you have become alone, wait for the time of discovery”
Verse 10: D.Theo)((Note: D.Theo’s verse is in Japanese))
Nobody can cut off our ties
Although it’s a small ball,((Probably referring to a style of play in basketball where small players outrun the taller opposing players)) we overcome everything and [score a] goal
We have stronger weapons than anyone else in the league
The scenario is made by us, movie star
The stars are out, awake now
Today, take one more step than yesterday
Believe, close your eyes, feel it here,
the line that ties us together as one, for real
