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Chorus)((From Seo Taiji and Boys’ ‘Come Back Home’))
What am I working hard for to find right now?
Where am I flowing to without a break right now?
Verse 1)
Thoughtless speech, rap without a subject
Foolish swag without any interest in the neighborhood they live in((Probably a metaphor for the Korean hiphop scene))
Having no manners spreads, imitating problem children
As if warming up, they’re screaming while [doing a] shadow boxing game
Feelin’ high, you and I fly paper planes
When it rains, they go down
Déjà-vu, Hamlet wielding a sword in hostility
Who will survive in the end?
As if acting rashly has become a trend, they’re just waiting for their chance
to be able to get at least a bit of attention
Frivolous asses, hiphop that lacks swing
They want to become a regular, the number 1 expert
Hook x2)
You must come back home
Even if you rose to fame, how many meters? How many meters?
You must come back home
Whose head are you stepping on?
Verse 2)
If you now think that you want to act completely
as if you had become some great person, that’s not alright, be careful
Kids who are heart-broken at the results, completely defeated after a few rounds
What? There are quite a lot of them in this neighborhood((Probably a metaphor for the Korean hiphop scene))
Use the time you need to calculate your standing to sit down and read a book
It’s a relief that you’re on everyone’s lips only for useless bravado,
it remains as an unpleasant story like an incident at a drinking party
There are a lot of small fries roaming about, [saying] with red eyes: “The post has a lot of comments”
It’s not important to care about that or not, just rap well
[One day] Your child might read your lyrics from today … How’s that?
“Kill them all, win against them all, just dissing them”
With stuff like this
Blood flowing in every sentence, and a full stop
Are those your abilities? You feel creeped out, right?
Don’t hold a sword for fun, will that release your anger?
Look out there, the kids resemble you
Hook x2)
Bridge)
I Used to Love H.E.R.((Song by Common where he uses the metaphor of a woman for hiphop; H.E.R. stands for ‘Hip Hop in its Essence is Real’))
Don’t lock up the future in the prison of hate
Babies in the cradle can’t even hold up their heads
Don’t lock up the meaning in the prison of hate
Babies in the cradle haven’t been able to see the Promised Place((Reference to Garion’s ‘약속의 장소’ (Promised Place) )) yet
Outro x8)
(You must come back home)
Do you have a home? Do you have a home to go back to?
And how are you feeling now?
Chorus x1.7)