#L2verse #BloodSpit #RDragon #RSCREW #Korn #Blind #Korea 2016 I have to spit to live This 012, Young One 2. Dedicated to myself My past and my pain I still think about that time I am heading somewhere now Walking this path without light Sighs, lamentations, and only deep darkness by that name This dream that resides deep within me This dream that drove me crazy If the dream were a flower, it would be an opium poppy A thorn that infuriates and leads to ruin A meaningless message unless it becomes toxic Only deeds left before this life ends A dream I want to kill and erase This life is screwed In this Life, you're just an ordinary life Before dreaming about Rap Think about working, eating, supporting your family Because that's all you can do You're too old, Too ignorant of any connections or ways Why should I fucking care No way I can pursue this. I am fucking music addict Nothing gives me the chill Whenever I focus all myself to this music, Put me in a hell-like cell I don't know how to Organize my perception of the whole conception of music. What it means to me What it has done to me What was the amount of tears it causes and costs me It is so boring as hell isn't it. Who cares about my story huh I am not an actor nor famous stars. Who has lots of money Will I be happy About Me being the only audience. What is the point of actually trying this, If you have no one to share with. My Life Been to on a long road to reach here I can't think about anything else But the sense that I want to do this I am walking this path now The path of life that everyone walks I wish there were tangible results within this path How many youths and realities have been broken on this path I walk the path of life today too Money and fame, the decorations that make life glamorous They're too much for me, logically I am not well-educated I have no desire or craving for money, just know how to scorn greed I don't need money, fame, or swagger All I need is a little ambition, not easy hope and desire for tomorrow That's me Music was part of me But yet. It was something that I could only stare in awe Only a selected few could do this That was what I believed At least I thought I could be only a listener Not the creator. Take me thirty years to actually sit down, get a pen, and write down what has grown on my soul. Take me thirty years to actually sit down and get a pen and write down what have grown on my soul. The only musical talent I knew My Rap, spat out without aversion The derogatory terms that defiled myself I was arrogant, conceited, haughty, and proud Though I achieved nothing I was mocking the Top of the world My lurking delusions mock and kill me with imaginations of Connections that lead me to self-destruct my nerves I can look at my past, but still not laugh at it Cough-like doubt keeps me shut down my motif to move forward. ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ I have to spit to live This 012, 영원 이. Dedicated to myself My past and my pain I still think about that time 나 지금 여길 가고있지 빛이 없는 이길 걷고있지 한숨 탄식 그리고 깊은 어둠뿐인 그 이름 이 나의 깊은곳에 있는 꿈 이 나를 미치게 했던 꿈 꿈이 꽃이라면 그건 양귀비 격노케 피폐하게 만드는 독 독해지지 않는 한 허무한 message 이 인생 끝이 오기전엔 한일 뿐인 죽여 없애고 싶은 꿈 이 생은 글렀어 이 Life에서 넌 그냥 평범한 인생밖엔 없다고 Rap에 환상 가지기 전에 일해 먹고 살 가족 부양 할 생각해 그것 뿐이 안되니까 너무 나이 많이 먹었어, 너무 아무런 connection도 방법도 모르는 너니까 Why should I fucking care No way I can pursue this. I am fucking music addict Nothing gives me the chill Whenever I focus all myself to this music, Put me in a hell like cell I don't know how to Organize my perception of whole conception of music. What it means to me What has it done to me What was the amount of tears it causes and costs me It is so boring as hell isnt it. Who cares about my story huh I am not an actor nor famous stars. Who has lots of money Will I be happy About Me being the only audience. What is the point of actually trying this, If you have no one to share with. My Life Been to a long road to reach here I can't think about anything else But the sense that I want to do this 난 지금 이길 걷고있지 인생이라는 모든 이들의 길 이 길 안에 실낙 같은 결실이 있으면 하네 얼마나 많은 젊음과 현실이 이 길에서 꺾였는지 나는 오늘도 걷네 인생의 길을 돈과 명예, 인생을 화려하게 하는 장식품들 내겐 너무 과분하지, 상식적으로 난 박식치 못하고 돈을 향한 욕구도 욕망도 없어, 그저 그향한 탐심을 욕할줄만 알지 돈도 명예도 스웨거도 내겐 필요치 않다 다만 내일을 희망과 소망 만만치 않은 작은 야망이면 되는게 나거든 그게 나거든 Music was part of me But yet. It was something that I could only stare in awe Only selected few could do this That was what I believed At least I thought I could be only a listener Not the creator. Take me thirty years to actually sit down and get a pen and write down what have grown on my soul. Take me thirty years to actually sit down and get a pen and write down what have grown on my soul. 내가 할줄 아는 유일한 음악적 재능 거부감없이 내뱉었던 나의 Rap 나 스스로를 더럽히는 모욕적 언사들 건방졌지 나, 자만하고 오만하며 거만했던 나 이뤄낸건 아무것도 없건만 난 Top of the world를 비웃고 있었네 기웃거리는 나의 망상은 나를 비웃고 죽이는 상상의 연결로 되어 나의 신경을 자결케 하네 I can look at my past, but still not laugh at it Cough like doubt keeps me shut down my motif to move forward. ㅡㅡㅡㅡㅡ @rapfame_official @rapfame_ar_team