Ms Instrumental (feat. LyRicks) Lyrics
| Song | Ms Instrumental (feat. LyRicks) |
| Artist | Sam Ock |
| Album | Simple Steps |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 안녕 | |
| 우리 같이 노래를 만들까요 | |
| 훗 그럼요 | |
| Picking up a pencil and a page full of staves | |
| 펜 한자루와 오선지 한 장을 집어들어요 | |
| Melodies waltzing around in my head, rich shades | |
| 멜로디들이 내 머릿 속에서 춤을 추죠 기분좋은 그늘 아래에서 | |
| Piano licks are blue, while the drum rhythm is gray | |
| 피아노의 곡조는 파란색, 드럼의 리듬은 회색 | |
| I sit and I reminisce with my grand staff as my stage | |
| 난 여기 앉아 큰보표를 바라보며 내 무대와 수많은 밤들의 추억에 빠져들어요 | |
| And many nights while I find that my heart’s in tune | |
| 그리고 내 마음이 이 노래 안에 있다는 걸 깨닫죠 | |
| The harmony won’t plant, and the feelings won’t bloom | |
| 하모니는 땅에 심는 게 아니에요, 느낌은 피어나는 게 아니죠 | |
| I guess that it’s my fault that I want beauty too soon | |
| 아무래도 성급하게 아름다움을 원했던 건 나의 잘못인 것 같네요 | |
| Instead of laboring hard from morning ‘til I see the moon | |
| 열심히 노력했어야 했는데 아침부터 달이뜨는 밤까지 | |
| Counter-point, or together in one voice? | |
| 대위법, 아니면 한 목소리로 함께 부를까요? | |
| Palettes full of every kind of hue, got to make my choice | |
| 모든 종류의 색조로 가득 채워진 팔레트, 선택을 내려야겠죠 | |
| Rejoice or lamenting in the fragrance or the ventings | |
| 향기 속에서 기뻐하거나 슬퍼하거나 아니면 이 종이 위에서 해방되어 | |
| Of the mind that is unleashed onto a page unrelenting | |
| 수그러들 줄 모르는 마음 속에서 기뻐하거나 슬퍼해야겠죠 | |
| I’m sensing a little sentimental-type song | |
| 난 지금 센티한 곡을 감상하고 있어요 | |
| Kind of like when the rain stops when the elements were strong | |
| 이 노래는 마치 폭풍우가 강해지자 비내림이 멈추는 것과 같죠 | |
| As I keep on pouring thoughts out onto little tiny black notes | |
| 내 생각들을 이 작은 검정색 공책 속에 쏟아부을 때 말이죠 | |
| I’ll rest, take a look around, show the colors of my soul and sing | |
| 이제 좀 쉬면서 주위를 둘러볼 거에요, 그리고 내 영혼의 색을 보여주며 노래해볼게요 | |
| **hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
| 안녕하세요 미스 리듬, 제가 그대의 미스터 블루스가 될 수 있을까요? | |
| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1’s and 2’s | |
| 그대 손을 잡아도 될까요 이 노래가 끝날 때까지 | |
| Singing in my ear when I’m on the microphone | |
| 귓가에 노래를 불러줘요 내가 마이크를 잡고있는 동안 | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I’ll never be alone | |
| 완벽한 하모니죠, 오 이제 난 혼자가 아니에요 | |
| I like the old school snare tap | |
| 난 옛 스타일의 스네어 소리가 좋아 | |
| “Tap of the back of the chair” rap | |
| 의자의 뒤를 두들기는 듯한 랩이 좋아 | |
| no microphone needed to hear that | |
| 그런 랩을 할 땐 마이크가 필요없어 | |
| I mirror that in my shows, in my jams | |
| 그리고 그런 랩을 내 쇼와 잼 세션에서 선보이지 | |
| with my close group members, flow like fruit blenders | |
| 우리 멤버들과 함께, 내 플로우가 마치 과즙 믹서기처럼 들릴 거야 | |
| And I like you…but you knew that | |
| 난 니가 좋아... 너도 알고 있었겠지만 | |
| Combine the two, let’s pretend like we could do that | |
| 우리 마음을 하나로 합쳐, 해낼 수 있는 척 해보자 | |
| Passion for hip-hop, passionate lover | |
| 힙합에 대한 열정만큼이나 뜨거운 두 연인 | |
| One hand on the mic and your hand in the other | |
| 한 손에는 마이크를 쥐고 다른 손으론 너의 손을 잡아 | |
| Can’t picture this? Then just work with me | |
| 그림이 그려지니? 그렇다면 나와 함께 해보자 | |
| Define this girl as the perfect beat | |
| 너란 여자는 완벽한 비트와도 같아 | |
| If you an MC then you know the feeling | |
| 만약 니가 랩퍼라면 이 기분을 이해할 수 있을 거야 | |
| One measure of the song and you blow the ceiling | |
| 이 노래의 한 소절동안 넌 한계를 돌파할 거야 | |
| Ms. Instrumental, you’re essential | |
| 미스 인스트루멘털, 그대는 더 없이 소중해 | |
| Hard but gentle you’re the perfect tempo | |
| 강렬하면서 부드러운 그대는 완벽한 템포 | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| 너의 멜로디의 세기는 서서히 사그라들고 | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| 너의 눈을 바라보는 사람은 무릎이 풀리고 말지 | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
| 너의 베이스는 완벽해, 그 입술은 부드럽고 | |
| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
| 스네어는 바삭하며, 킥은 생생하지 | |
| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| 두 손은 여위었지만 그게 더 사랑스러운 걸 | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| 난 작은 손은 싫어 나와 절대 맞지 않아 | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| 너의 드럼은 불결할지 몰라도 너의 마음은 깨끗해 | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| 하지만 넌 마치 단조처럼 어두운 면을 지니고 있어 | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| 밝은 조로 바꿔보자, 비록 벌써 노래의 반이나 지났지만 | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| 니가 그렇게 웃을 때 내 시간은 서서히 느려져 | |
| **hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
| 안녕하세요 미스 리듬, 제가 그대의 미스터 블루스가 될 수 있을까요? | |
| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1’s and 2’s | |
| 그대 손을 잡아도 될까요 이 노래가 끝날 때까지 | |
| Singing in my ear when I’m on the microphone | |
| 귓가에 노래를 불러줘요 내가 마이크를 잡고있는 동안 | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I’ll never be alone | |
| 완벽한 하모니죠, 오 이제 난 혼자가 아니에요 | |
| The way that you talk to me, awkwardly | |
| 니가 그렇게 내게 말을 걸 땐, 어색하게 | |
| Makes me want to sing even if off a key | |
| 나로 하여금 노래를 부르게 돼 비록 잘 못불러도 | |
| I’ll go, no care in the world right now | |
| 한 번 해볼께, 세상일 따위는 신경쓰이지 않아 | |
| You’re the only one I want to impress | |
| 내가 감동을 주고 싶은 사람은 오직 너 하나 | |
| Lie down on the track lights out, mic’s now | |
| 이 노래 위에 누워봐 조명은 꺼지고, 마이크는 준비됐어 | |
| Wet the bottom lip and we sing now | |
| 아랫 입술을 적시고 이제 노래를 해보자 | |
| Shall we record, record…shall we record? | |
| 녹음을 시작해도 될까요, 녹음을.. 녹음을 시작해도 될까요? | |
| It’s just you and me here in this booth | |
| 오직 그대와 나 뿐이죠 이 부스 안에는 | |
| If I’m not in sync, you’ll always tell me the truth, you’ll tell the truth | |
| 만약 내가 틀린다면, 언제든지 솔직히 얘기해줘요, 내게 항상 진실만을 말해줘요 | |
| She likes the way that I ride, switch up | |
| 그녀는 이런 나의 방식을 좋아해, 자리를 바꿔보자 | |
| Slow down something close and smooth | |
| 천천히 조금은 가까우면서 부드럽게 | |
| Pick it up again with a s-swing with a p-push | |
| 다시 빠르게 움직이며 흐-흔들다가 미-밀지 | |
| Making music in a way so true | |
| 하나의 방식으로 만드는 음악은 정말로 진실되지 | |
| You’re a masterpiece, I’m a nasty rapper | |
| 넌 하나의 위대한 걸작, 난 한명의 섹시한 랩퍼 | |
| Capture me but at the end I catch you | |
| 날 잡아봐 하지만 결국엔 내가 널 잡을 거야 | |
| Track you, freestyle to attract you | |
| 너를 쫓아, 프리스타일로 너를 유혹하지 | |
| Grab you to the lab room then I ask you: | |
| 널 실험실로 데려온 뒤 너에게 물어볼 거야: | |
| ** | |
| “I’m in love with ms. instrumental” | |
| 난 미스 인스트루멘털과 사랑에 빠졌어 | |
| You work me out, but I worked you too | |
| 넌 나를 마무리해줘, 내가 너를 마무리해준 것처럼 | |
| Met you in the first verse, made love in verse two | |
| 1절에서 만난 우리, 2절에서 사랑을 나눴지 | |
| Where’s verse three, yo we’re living it out | |
| 3절은 어디있냐고? 그건 그냥 내버려두자 | |
| We’re still together, so we’re not finishing now | |
| 우린 여전히 함께이기에, 3절을 지금 끝내진 않을 거야 | |
| You and I got a whole song to be together | |
| 노래 한 곡 내내 너와 나는 함께 했어 | |
| Let the melody and lyrics, not me, the letters | |
| 멜로디와 가사, 내가 아닌, 글자들이 | |
| Bleed together, eventually become one | |
| 서로 피를 흘리게 두자, 그래서 마침내 하나가 되도록 | |
| Nobody can ever touch this, one song | |
| 그 누구도 건들 수 없는, 하나의 노래가 되도록 | |
| Forever, blow the ceiling | |
| 영원히, 한계를 넘어서지 | |
| Ms. Instrumental, you’re essential | |
| 미스 인스트루멘털, 그대는 더 없이 소중해 | |
| Hard but gentle you’re the perfect tempo | |
| 강렬하면서 부드러운 그대는 완벽한 템포 | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| 너의 멜로디의 세기는 서서히 사그라들고 | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| 너의 눈을 바라보는 사람은 무릎이 풀리고 말지 | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
| 너의 베이스는 완벽해, 그 입술은 부드럽고 | |
| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
| 스네어는 바삭하며, 킥은 생생하지 | |
| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| 두 손은 여위었지만 그게 더 사랑스러운 걸 | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| 난 작은 손은 싫어 나와 절대 맞지 않아 | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| 너의 드럼은 불결할지 몰라도 너의 마음은 깨끗해 | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| 하지만 넌 마치 단조처럼 어두운 면을 지니고 있어 | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| 밝은 조로 바꿔보자, 비록 벌써 노래의 반이나 지났지만 | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| 니가 그렇게 웃을 때 내 시간은 서서히 느려져 | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| 밝은 조로 바꿔보자, 비록 벌써 노래의 반이나 지났지만 | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| 니가 그렇게 웃을 때 내 시간은 서서히 느려져 |
| Picking up a pencil and a page full of staves | |
| Melodies waltzing around in my head, rich shades | |
| Piano licks are blue, while the drum rhythm is gray | |
| , | |
| I sit and I reminisce with my grand staff as my stage | |
| And many nights while I find that my heart' s in tune | |
| The harmony won' t plant, and the feelings won' t bloom | |
| , | |
| I guess that it' s my fault that I want beauty too soon | |
| Instead of laboring hard from morning ' til I see the moon | |
| Counterpoint, or together in one voice? | |
| , ? | |
| Palettes full of every kind of hue, got to make my choice | |
| , | |
| Rejoice or lamenting in the fragrance or the ventings | |
| Of the mind that is unleashed onto a page unrelenting | |
| I' m sensing a little sentimentaltype song | |
| Kind of like when the rain stops when the elements were strong | |
| As I keep on pouring thoughts out onto little tiny black notes | |
| I' ll rest, take a look around, show the colors of my soul and sing | |
| , | |
| hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
| , ? | |
| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1' s and 2' s | |
| Singing in my ear when I' m on the microphone | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I' ll never be alone | |
| , | |
| I like the old school snare tap | |
| " Tap of the back of the chair" rap | |
| no microphone needed to hear that | |
| I mirror that in my shows, in my jams | |
| with my close group members, flow like fruit blenders | |
| , | |
| And I like you but you knew that | |
| ... | |
| Combine the two, let' s pretend like we could do that | |
| , | |
| Passion for hiphop, passionate lover | |
| One hand on the mic and your hand in the other | |
| Can' t picture this? Then just work with me | |
| ? | |
| Define this girl as the perfect beat | |
| If you an MC then you know the feeling | |
| One measure of the song and you blow the ceiling | |
| Ms. Instrumental, you' re essential | |
| , | |
| Hard but gentle you' re the perfect tempo | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
| , | |
| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
| , | |
| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| , | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
| , ? | |
| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1' s and 2' s | |
| Singing in my ear when I' m on the microphone | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I' ll never be alone | |
| , | |
| The way that you talk to me, awkwardly | |
| , | |
| Makes me want to sing even if off a key | |
| I' ll go, no care in the world right now | |
| , | |
| You' re the only one I want to impress | |
| Lie down on the track lights out, mic' s now | |
| , | |
| Wet the bottom lip and we sing now | |
| Shall we record, record shall we record? | |
| , .. ? | |
| It' s just you and me here in this booth | |
| If I' m not in sync, you' ll always tell me the truth, you' ll tell the truth | |
| , , | |
| She likes the way that I ride, switch up | |
| , | |
| Slow down something close and smooth | |
| Pick it up again with a sswing with a ppush | |
| Making music in a way so true | |
| You' re a masterpiece, I' m a nasty rapper | |
| , | |
| Capture me but at the end I catch you | |
| Track you, freestyle to attract you | |
| , | |
| Grab you to the lab room then I ask you: | |
| : | |
| " I' m in love with ms. instrumental" | |
| You work me out, but I worked you too | |
| , | |
| Met you in the first verse, made love in verse two | |
| 1 , 2 | |
| Where' s verse three, yo we' re living it out | |
| 3 ? | |
| We' re still together, so we' re not finishing now | |
| , 3 | |
| You and I got a whole song to be together | |
| Let the melody and lyrics, not me, the letters | |
| , , | |
| Bleed together, eventually become one | |
| , | |
| Nobody can ever touch this, one song | |
| , | |
| Forever, blow the ceiling | |
| , | |
| Ms. Instrumental, you' re essential | |
| , | |
| Hard but gentle you' re the perfect tempo | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
| , | |
| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
| , | |
| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| , | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| , | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| Picking up a pencil and a page full of staves | |
| Melodies waltzing around in my head, rich shades | |
| Piano licks are blue, while the drum rhythm is gray | |
| , | |
| I sit and I reminisce with my grand staff as my stage | |
| And many nights while I find that my heart' s in tune | |
| The harmony won' t plant, and the feelings won' t bloom | |
| , | |
| I guess that it' s my fault that I want beauty too soon | |
| Instead of laboring hard from morning ' til I see the moon | |
| Counterpoint, or together in one voice? | |
| , ? | |
| Palettes full of every kind of hue, got to make my choice | |
| , | |
| Rejoice or lamenting in the fragrance or the ventings | |
| Of the mind that is unleashed onto a page unrelenting | |
| I' m sensing a little sentimentaltype song | |
| Kind of like when the rain stops when the elements were strong | |
| As I keep on pouring thoughts out onto little tiny black notes | |
| I' ll rest, take a look around, show the colors of my soul and sing | |
| , | |
| hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
| , ? | |
| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1' s and 2' s | |
| Singing in my ear when I' m on the microphone | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I' ll never be alone | |
| , | |
| I like the old school snare tap | |
| " Tap of the back of the chair" rap | |
| no microphone needed to hear that | |
| I mirror that in my shows, in my jams | |
| with my close group members, flow like fruit blenders | |
| , | |
| And I like you but you knew that | |
| ... | |
| Combine the two, let' s pretend like we could do that | |
| , | |
| Passion for hiphop, passionate lover | |
| One hand on the mic and your hand in the other | |
| Can' t picture this? Then just work with me | |
| ? | |
| Define this girl as the perfect beat | |
| If you an MC then you know the feeling | |
| One measure of the song and you blow the ceiling | |
| Ms. Instrumental, you' re essential | |
| , | |
| Hard but gentle you' re the perfect tempo | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
| , | |
| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
| , | |
| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
| , | |
| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| hello ms. rhythm, may I be your mr. blues? | |
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| Hold your hand in mine as they spin the 1' s and 2' s | |
| Singing in my ear when I' m on the microphone | |
| Perfect harmony, oh I' ll never be alone | |
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| The way that you talk to me, awkwardly | |
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| Makes me want to sing even if off a key | |
| I' ll go, no care in the world right now | |
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| You' re the only one I want to impress | |
| Lie down on the track lights out, mic' s now | |
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| Wet the bottom lip and we sing now | |
| Shall we record, record shall we record? | |
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| It' s just you and me here in this booth | |
| If I' m not in sync, you' ll always tell me the truth, you' ll tell the truth | |
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| She likes the way that I ride, switch up | |
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| Slow down something close and smooth | |
| Pick it up again with a sswing with a ppush | |
| Making music in a way so true | |
| You' re a masterpiece, I' m a nasty rapper | |
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| Capture me but at the end I catch you | |
| Track you, freestyle to attract you | |
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| Grab you to the lab room then I ask you: | |
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| " I' m in love with ms. instrumental" | |
| You work me out, but I worked you too | |
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| Met you in the first verse, made love in verse two | |
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| Where' s verse three, yo we' re living it out | |
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| We' re still together, so we' re not finishing now | |
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| You and I got a whole song to be together | |
| Let the melody and lyrics, not me, the letters | |
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| Bleed together, eventually become one | |
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| Nobody can ever touch this, one song | |
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| Forever, blow the ceiling | |
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| Ms. Instrumental, you' re essential | |
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| Hard but gentle you' re the perfect tempo | |
| Your diminuendos to your melodies | |
| One look in your eyes and you melt the knees | |
| And your bass is perfect, lips are soft | |
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| Snare is crunchy, kick is raw | |
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| Hands are worn, but I love it more | |
| I hate small ones that never worked at all | |
| And your drums are dirty, mind is clean | |
| But you got a dark side like a minor key | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
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| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
| Switch keys, even cut time right in half | |
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| Makes me ritardando the way you laugh, come on | |
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