i11evn Lyrics

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INDEX

Rap City
Cold World 
Tthe Next Top 5
Mic Ceremony (Feat. Zico)
The Hundreds
Penpaper
Nibikini

[larry]

RAP CITY


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8z7I9-aYPhc

Romanization

Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap Mike Jackson, this Billie Jean
I’m the man iller not Philippines
Flow like Tyga by no Vietnamese
John Cena, you can’t see me
I’m a ghost, fuck CCTV
Girl’s Generation, my genies
I don’t got wishes, you wish me
Absalute you know what it means
Triple V’s Veni Vedi Vici
i11evn winning every series
Ma rap spec, Lamborghini
I’m so international (national)
Sorry that I don’t remention all
I’m just tryna be professional
Turn the TV on, I’ll be infront of y’all

Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Ten, ten, twenty dollars on your titties, bitch

A hyung wanbyeok ju uija
Neowa nae saenggak ui chai
Harusari I work so hard
Jjajeun eobseo neul jeulginikka
Boyeo julge neomu manha rapi mojalra
Bbalrina reul jabeo nuga derigo gogalra
Rap city bitch, swag city bitch
A B S A L yeah, we gettin’ rich
Just another lavel manhi darun chwiji
Hippeul nyuseubwa yeah, we gettin’ busy
Free mixtapes meokeobwa shishik
Kick snare hihat rap remix
Deulryeo jugoshipeo michigetneun geuronichi
Amuri pureodo aggapji anheun geureon wichi
Jalnaon gasa yeolshimhi kkungyeonwa
Nae peuriseutairi igyeo ni gae ddong cheolhak

Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Ten, ten, twenty dollars on your titties, bitch

Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch
Rap city bitch, rap rap city bitch

I’m the owner of the Rap city
Whatcha doin’ in my city bitch?

[larry]

COLD WORLD


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TciSEx45Fcc&feature=relmfu

Romanization


[Verse 1]
Hey hey ‘98 when I was just at the age of 12
Korea was going through IMF, but didn’t know nuttin’ bout it
After travelling halfway across the globe, what was awaiting me was
An unfamiliar language, my second language
Lean on me in having hope that I’ll do well
But I don’t know what an F O B means
Who are you to make fun of me
So I started running away
The teasing and pointing of fingers that were aimed towards me
I was too weak to block it all
But no I never ran away
What do you think I came to entertain you
I wasn’t a sinner, but why did I have to be conscious of others
Don’t ask me where I came from
And if I covered both ears, they’d leave me alone
Just because they bother me doesn’t mean I’m going to hide
And started hanging out with the FOBs
Korean Pride was made as we stuck together
Nobody can touch us anymore
Bring it on, any boys
I have nothing to fear
And that was the scent of my middle school days


[Hook]
Studying abroad is good, everybody knows but
But that’s not all that there is to goodness, see this is how we flow
My father who lived away from us because of work in sacrifice for his children
He didn’t know who he was living for but anyway,
People just can’t get enough can’t get enough
Yeah they just can’t get enough can’t get enough


[Verse 2]
I went onto my ninth year into high school
Several of us split apart
The new friends we met who are painted over with the scent of kimchi, come to us
Now even English speakers, we friends
Korea’s new trend in watching through videos
Inkigayo is a given, their stage performances were always captivating
In wanting me to have the freedom in a bigger land, I was sent to America
And I know it must have been really upsetting in my father’s shoes, but
Despite my heart feeling chill as if a hole was burned through it
I pretend like nothing happened
Man this shouldn’t be the way we live
Separated in a cold world
My mom’s wish of wanting me to do well
In looking at it, my family is pretty important

[larry]

THE NEXT TOP 5


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RkNYzPJYF2k

Romanization


Next top five mareun swipji
But I’m makin’ evolution Mitsubishi
Kangkokuno rapper namae wa jyuichi
Kineun byeolro ankeodo kkumeneun dasheulsu itji
Taeyangi jongcheone ddeosseodo kkumeun ggaejianha
Ajik eolmana namatneunga bam sejianha
Yeoksaneun sseonaeryeogagi shijak haesseul bbun the first chapter
Wanseongdwingeon cheot peiji hana
Nae kkeumeun naejashini mandeu neun jakpum
Nan geujeo georeogal gileun gyesok mokmokhi galbbun bochaeji anha

Some things never change like diamonds
Daebubun swipge pogihajiman nan da ganeung
Hadaneun maeumeul jeoldae beorinjeok eobseosseo natbameul
An garigo matchwowatji drum beat waui hwaeumeul
Gyeol gwaman bwado geojitmal anhaji nae ddameun
Well blended into Absalute, we crack bottles
So don’t fuck wit me niga

Numudeun ni ape nan [1] 1 in gieop alba eobseunikka
Yeot baggwomeokeun hip hop ip dakchigo tyeo
Malroman fly fly hajimalgo bbalri jom ddeo
Geuraebwatja naega deouk wiji
Ni sone jabeun microphone an eoulriji
I’ll be rockin’ downtown Seoul city geuyang mokgyeokhae
But I’m too fast for you jinagasseo jom jeone

[larry]

MİC CEREMOBY (Feat. Zico)


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNqCK1BG1-c

Hangul

i11evn

2011 the best rookie
무슨 개소릴 지껄여도 다 예술인 놈
할 수 있을까 could I be a star
한번왔음 짱 먹어야돼 중간은 없다
the next top five rapper fresh young blood
도장찍어버린 pro to the fessional
아마추어 태도로는 이바닥 실격이야
프로는 연습게임 없어 매일이 실전이야
so respect to 모든 선배 especially rap 천재 verbal 검객
앞으로 만들 경쟁에 모두 건배 내 두번째
mixtape only VIPs
A급만 취급하니까 we block B's
아이돌은 아니지만 artist
병신처럼 허세부리는게 아니라 이유있는 나르시스트
watch this 우리 이름이 왕관에
double one and zico be like Jay-Z 와 Kanye


(Hook)

i11evn and Zico in the house
we comin' at ya pass me the crown
microphone checker 이 씬은 이제 내꺼
this is mic ceremony


Zico

몇백보를 앞서가는 발
목표점만 주시하는 살벌한 눈가
짐작이가 자 이제 왕관을 받을 차례
잘 봐둬 다음세대를 양성하는자
이건 하나의 놀이문화 이제 생명수단
자기만족이라면 걍 딸을 잡겠수다
2년간의 몰입은 책임감을 줬지 uh
all you people 치켜세워 엄지를
raw함이 뭔지 하나부터 열까지
개선해 생각보다 이바닥은 엄격하니
피래미가 피라냐가되
발전없는 꼰대들 허벌나게 욕봤지
idol 이자 fucking artist
두마리 토끼를 잡으며 진하게 느껴 카타르시스
음악에 막연히 몰두한 두놈의 깨방정
벌써 높은데 와있으니 기가막혀 i'm done


English

i11evn

2011 the best rookie
I can spit out anything I want and turn it into art
can I do it, could I be a star?
I have to be the best now that I'm here, there's no walking the middle path
The next top five rapper fresh young blood
I'm up for the challenge, pro to the fessional
An amateur attitude only puts you up for disqualification
There's no practice for pros, every day is the real thing
So respect to all of the seniors, especially rap geniuses and verbal fighters
Cheers to all of the wars I'm going to fight
My second mixtape only VIPs
Only A class people, we Block B's
Not an idol but an artist
Narcissistic with a reason, not like the other cocky fools
Watch this, our names are on this crown
double one and zico be like Jay-Z and Kanye


(Hook)

i11evn and Zico in the house
we comin' at ya pass me the crown
microphone check, this scene is now mine
this is mic ceremony


Zico

My feet are already a hundred steps ahead
My eyes only have sight for my target
I can already feel it, it's my turn for the crown
Watch closely because I'm the one cultivating a new generation
What was once just a hobby has now become a way of life
If you're talking about self-satisfaction, I'd rather just jack myself off
Two years of concentration have given me responsibility
All you people, put up your thumbs
From one to ten, I'll show you what it means to be raw
The severity of this scene turns minnows into piranhas
I never give the old fucks a rest
I'm both an idol and a fucking artist
I feel catharsis while chasing both rabbits
This was just a show put on by two guys that have lost themselves in music
We're already at the top, how amazing, I'm done

[larry]

THE HUNDREDS


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvRS3GP7qqs

English

[VERSE 1]
Korean underground is the new checkpoint in my life
Anyway, since I already set my foot in, here’s my vision
It’s a workplace but also a capital for many rappers
A lot of people give up the moment they step forward
They’re dancing nevertheless, a sword dance on top of the beat
If you take on wrong step, then you lose your income source
Because you’re afraid, you use cowardly seniors as your escape route, all they’re making is the rotting rope
Sucker emcees as expediency grows, this has become a playground of the petty and the standards are now dead
Asking about this in person is just a paradox
The more time passes by, the genuineness fades away
The respect, a word that lost its weight
Respect is lost and the collapsed system
Being dissed by rappers is something to be accustomed to
Even if one is being treated like trash, those kind of curses even feels friendly


[VERSE 2]
Mixtapes are a given as they’re easy to make now
Because it’s part of the process, they ask for others to diss them more
A dummy that can’t even differentiate criticism and hate
How can you blossom into an MC? Add another shit to the list
My rhyme is a bazooka and I’m a magician of rhyme flow
If I just blabber these words, the applause pour down
Raps that are listened by the person only and jacked off to doesn’t matter
But you wanna be an emcee, or maybe an artist
If you want to become one, well, you found the wrong path to do so
It’s sad to say but those kind of kids fill up the place and still remain
What they really want to make of themselves is only filled with a bunch of scribbles
It’s not a notebook filled with rhymes, but a an exclusive contract
What you want to do, you’re not even completely sure of, yet they keep fighting
This kind of method only breeds impure seeds and messes up the (hip hop) scene
It’s a period of time where we truly devoutly need proper teaching


[VERSE 3]
Don’t misunderstand, I don’t mean to be your teacher
If I’m a hip hop school, then I absolutely want to believe
I’m just adding onto the real ones who are already rooted
Till they die after being fixed, man I just wanna fuck fakes to death
Just in general, wait, I mean the person right next to you
The one who’s shaking, I set my lyrical abuse to
I’m not a fighter but my voice is built
It doesn’t matter if you’re big in size or not, but your hopeless mentality just becomes a blood clot
Among the numerous verses I’ve spit
Some of them were swag shit, that’s right, all you need is to sound cool
Hip hop is ganzi, I myself versus the whole damn world yeah imma fuck all the curses
Ladies love me they open up their purses
I’m sick twenty four seven take me to the nurses
I’m the true religion closing down the churches
This is all you got to say shit without a purpose


[VERSE 4]
If you don’t know what I’m saying, then should I let you know?
You claim to be a painter but all you have on your canvas is nothing but red paint
Even if your painting is nice, it looks a little uncomfortable
Not just that, but all your paintings are just the same and your next one is predictable
You phrase things easier and hold no existing responsibility in rap
You have a rap that you really want to deliver and you want to say something, but inside your head is a blank canvas
You look broke and like an empty shell
It’s something everyone’s endured through and I know, good for you even, but those mistakes are like the acne from your puberty.
Despite realizing your mistakes, your flow is still bothering
You’re just a plate that can’t seem to withhold the bigger meanings
Afraid of the real match, so all you do is do shadow boxing
The win goes to the rappers who are brooding with venom
So you can just pull the covers over yourself in bed


[VERSE 5]
And I’m not done yet, I still have a lot to say
Straight fast ball messages, hardcore without any ramblings
I can see right through you trying to say words to fill up the word count
Before looks and even skills, prioritize your mentality
Your existence of an amateur’s level, right on the standards of throwing shitty songs and slapping a title on it to increase your tracklist
You’re not going to make it out, so stop acting like you’re busy
Double one who does it more original
Having my mind made up and a set goal that I’m headed towards
That’s right, my goal is the net fucking top five
They weren’t just empty words and look carefully
Especially you music business haters
Fucking imitators who reference American rappers
Why are you getting nervous and choking up that we made a label?
Is it because you can’t even service for yourself so you feel someone is pulling at the back of your head


[VERSE 6]
Pitiful fucker, quit rapping and go suck on your finger
Highlight all year long over the newspaper sprawled out
Your position and influence, it ain’t shit to me
Why don’t you try to find a better shit to fight for
Age 26 living young wild and free
The first batter up of 2012 and he exploded
This is another beginning as it isn’t the end of the world
Engrave this to your bones and go change your underpants
I paint a picture through my mouth and you take it in with your ears
Your brain’s my graffiti wall; imagine it in your head
Haters wanna hate, but the truth is simple
Because this is what is real, and you’re just an antisocial
Being slit by a knife, the hundred words define who I am
You can’t hide the fact that you focused in listening
This is a shock of a different level and your child-like whines won’t be tolerated here on this floor
The moment you can’t hustle is the moment you’re dead


This is one hunnid droppin’
Real talk no bullshit, nonstoppin’
The teachings of my seniors is a base foundation for me
The fruit that I bore is salt to you

[larry]

PENPAPER


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvR0caLupr4

Hangul

clubbin’. girls. 시간 아까워
microphone checkin. 그게 나 다워.
숫자계산은 약해도 i play with vowels
and i’m sorry Kanye West I got all that power
붙을만한 적이 없어 내 자신과 싸워
이대로 달려가면 손에 만지게 될 few million dollars
이 Seoul city도 내게는 맞지않아 난 레벨이 달러
어떻게 한국리그를 뛰어 when i’m 베켄바우어
꽉막힌 우물안에 개구리들이 되물림시키는
노폐물이 쌓여 자꾸만 더 높아져가는 테두리
똥인지 된장인지 구분못하는 애들이 태반
지들도 뻔히 다 알면서 앞다퉈 나와서 망쳤어 전부다 개판
그래 똥덩어리 가득한 머리갖다 계속 랩해봐라 백날
한계절 지나면 스스로 알게돼 니가 그리 대단한 앤가
이거듣고 반성하면 난 한국힙합 sensation
핵폭발만큼 큰 충격을 줄게 근데 내 무기는 pen, paper

[larry]

NİBİKİNİ


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-tMzTb2ogE0

English

The salty scent of the ocean
This place is none other than Haeundae of Busan
Wassup everybody, welcome to the beach
Come enjoy yourselves, life ain’t no bitch
Perverts and men up to no good are everywhere
These old men need black sunglasses
You can still sense that their gazes are hot, hot
But what’s hotter is your body
Fashion shows put on by pretty ladies
From sexy black dresses to cute one-pieces
I’m fantacisin over the show put on in front of me
It’s enough to capture the beating hearts of wolves
A, B, C, D, I don’t care the cups
Just don’t leave it empty and keep it full
Thanks to you, this hot summer is cooling down
If you still don’t know why, it’s because of none other than-

Your bikini, the confidence of pretty ladies
Bikini, we love ‘em stripes to dots
Bikini, from tiger prints to candy pop
Your bikini, uh huh, your bikini, your bikini

Go girls, isho birthday
We gonna party like isho birthday
Go girls isho birthday
We gonna party like isho birthday

As many people as there are, so are the types of bikinis
Some double combo their confidence by stuffing their bras
It’s okay if you’re chubby
Because what captivates me more than your body is-

Your bikini, the confidence of pretty ladies
Bikini, we love ‘em stripes to dots
Bikini, from tiger prints to candy pop
Your bikini, uh huh, your bikini, your bikini

I like the summer better than the freezing winter
Even though that child looks as if he doesn’t care
Don’t lie, I know you like them bikinis too
Even if you stare at ‘em all day, you can never get bored
At the beach, lingeries are the best
More fitting than any suit and tie
I like it when they play better than acting shy
There’s no need to lose, they’re more perfect when they’re wet