| 作曲 : 이수호/Hipincase | |
| 作词 : 김심야 | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| When I **** that play back | |
| better drop | |
| Out of my breath | |
| stop me when I bite lines | |
| I see the brightness | |
| you good till balloon pops | |
| that’s your bubble | |
| I circle it | |
| just to proove bruh | |
| don’t chase the flow | |
| you change it | |
| to get a few clones | |
| what’s in your head | |
| music is full of pure thoughts | |
| that’s a lie or you stupid | |
| cause you knew | |
| making lies out of lies | |
| cause what you bite is a bitten | |
| Never say **** | |
| cause I am biting nonetheless | |
| and I call it art | |
| just like lingeries | |
| and underwear | |
| how you name it | |
| seems to make a differ | |
| Now what the **** am I doing this for | |
| when the people seems to ******* | |
| know what they want | |
| out of the void | |
| I’m talking to the devil | |
| never call me on week days | |
| let me take a guess about it | |
| that’s how you still fed | |
| you talking to him too | |
| but you don’t speak the language | |
| he ain’t saying **** that y’all do | |
| the **** is your contour | |
| **** is the problem | |
| how y’all do that **** | |
| how y’all run up to the Benzs | |
| and rent that quick | |
| how y’all party every night | |
| but y’all album missing | |
| when y’all carear is a mess | |
| never seen that wisdom | |
| cut to the chase | |
| now I’m butt naked | |
| choked to the neck | |
| Made an album saying I’m broke | |
| That’s a lie in y’all cases | |
| I speculate my status | |
| That’s a life hack basics | |
| Got a lot on my mind | |
| I need a ******* daily management | |
| Choices | |
| utilize the mortgage | |
| Y’all think you still on top | |
| still be cashing out | |
| with the old age | |
| ******* no way |
| zuo qu : Hipincase | |
| zuo ci : | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| When I that play back | |
| better drop | |
| Out of my breath | |
| stop me when I bite lines | |
| I see the brightness | |
| you good till balloon pops | |
| that' s your bubble | |
| I circle it | |
| just to proove bruh | |
| don' t chase the flow | |
| you change it | |
| to get a few clones | |
| what' s in your head | |
| music is full of pure thoughts | |
| that' s a lie or you stupid | |
| cause you knew | |
| making lies out of lies | |
| cause what you bite is a bitten | |
| Never say | |
| cause I am biting nonetheless | |
| and I call it art | |
| just like lingeries | |
| and underwear | |
| how you name it | |
| seems to make a differ | |
| Now what the am I doing this for | |
| when the people seems to | |
| know what they want | |
| out of the void | |
| I' m talking to the devil | |
| never call me on week days | |
| let me take a guess about it | |
| that' s how you still fed | |
| you talking to him too | |
| but you don' t speak the language | |
| he ain' t saying that y' all do | |
| the is your contour | |
| is the problem | |
| how y' all do that | |
| how y' all run up to the Benzs | |
| and rent that quick | |
| how y' all party every night | |
| but y' all album missing | |
| when y' all carear is a mess | |
| never seen that wisdom | |
| cut to the chase | |
| now I' m butt naked | |
| choked to the neck | |
| Made an album saying I' m broke | |
| That' s a lie in y' all cases | |
| I speculate my status | |
| That' s a life hack basics | |
| Got a lot on my mind | |
| I need a daily management | |
| Choices | |
| utilize the mortgage | |
| Y' all think you still on top | |
| still be cashing out | |
| with the old age | |
| no way |
| zuò qǔ : Hipincase | |
| zuò cí : | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the | |
| In to the void | |
| When I that play back | |
| better drop | |
| Out of my breath | |
| stop me when I bite lines | |
| I see the brightness | |
| you good till balloon pops | |
| that' s your bubble | |
| I circle it | |
| just to proove bruh | |
| don' t chase the flow | |
| you change it | |
| to get a few clones | |
| what' s in your head | |
| music is full of pure thoughts | |
| that' s a lie or you stupid | |
| cause you knew | |
| making lies out of lies | |
| cause what you bite is a bitten | |
| Never say | |
| cause I am biting nonetheless | |
| and I call it art | |
| just like lingeries | |
| and underwear | |
| how you name it | |
| seems to make a differ | |
| Now what the am I doing this for | |
| when the people seems to | |
| know what they want | |
| out of the void | |
| I' m talking to the devil | |
| never call me on week days | |
| let me take a guess about it | |
| that' s how you still fed | |
| you talking to him too | |
| but you don' t speak the language | |
| he ain' t saying that y' all do | |
| the is your contour | |
| is the problem | |
| how y' all do that | |
| how y' all run up to the Benzs | |
| and rent that quick | |
| how y' all party every night | |
| but y' all album missing | |
| when y' all carear is a mess | |
| never seen that wisdom | |
| cut to the chase | |
| now I' m butt naked | |
| choked to the neck | |
| Made an album saying I' m broke | |
| That' s a lie in y' all cases | |
| I speculate my status | |
| That' s a life hack basics | |
| Got a lot on my mind | |
| I need a daily management | |
| Choices | |
| utilize the mortgage | |
| Y' all think you still on top | |
| still be cashing out | |
| with the old age | |
| no way |