No Problems Lyrics

기름 비듬 가득한 내 머릿속 안 freaky 리듬

꺼내왔어 my boys I gotta feed em

Yen yuen dollar won got a lotta problems

Go on write a column

기레기들 가득한 쇼핑 카트나 밀고 있는

래퍼새끼들 전부다 갈아 엎을

Yen yuen dollar won 나도 벌었음을

씨발 빌어 지금

Got nothing against your best kpoppers

Big Bang, Shinee, SNSD my childhood idols

But they're telling me Jin don't gotta serve, why though?

Our culture's reach unbridled

But teens being asked to take the high road

15 year olds dressed in see throughs

All those years lost, just to head home

All I ask, is you understand

We and them, it's a different brand

Simply put machine vs. man

I'm not talking bout Josh or Suzanne

Whatever name they gave trainee number one

Who's sitting on a ticking time bomb

In a rumor mill of repressed desire like Gordy with his human co-stars

Watermarks all over their pale bodies like world star

I could go on and on

But I'll save you the trouble and fuck off

To my 천원짜리 earphones

My odds smaller than 온라인 토토

My supermarket-bought roses

Redder than the fucking Range Rover

That you drove home while gettin sober

Getting over empty cupboards

Where there's no trace of her

Betting on a fancam video to take care of ya

More the merrier

But fuck the messenger, right?

기름 비듬 가득한 내 머릿속 안 freaky 리듬

꺼내왔어 my boys I gotta feed em

Yen yuen dollar won got a lotta problems

Go on write a column

기레기들 가득한 쇼핑 카트나 밀고 있는

래퍼새끼들 전부다 갈아 엎을

Yen yuen dollar won 나도 벌었음을

씨발 빌어 지금

I'm a, bag flipper

Sippin on dark liquor

Top shelf get the blood flowing quicker

Im fast like Amazon overnight shippers, I'm SHIP

That's S for the Shi, H cause I am he,

I for the ones who don't know I shoot sharp like C P 3, that's three

Step back, drain another one

They don't know I be talkin gun,

I'm him, 死神, otherworldly being

Pretty pent up write it down like pinyin

Please in their pleas for their peace 'fore I put em in a bag like peas, weak knees

Arms like spaghetti

Lines so iconic put logic in panic, it's ironic

I'm slamming down gin without tonic, I'm on it

I'm that guy I'm neurotic, Super Sonic

My mind's gotta go like John Wick

Burn it down to coals like Litwick

Candles on display at Kohl's, a misfit

Stealing more hearts than Joel, that's king shit, ay

I'm cracking a bone like a Boh

Freakiest shit is a pig on patrol

Watching my man like a show

Bullets be filling the streets like it snowed

Gun control need to be tight

Drag queens ain't joining the fight

They not the one's flexing might

But fuck the messenger, right?

기름 비듬 가득한 내 머릿속 안 freaky 리듬

꺼내왔어 my boys I gotta feed em

Yen yuen dollar won got a lotta problems

Go on write a column

기레기들 가득한 쇼핑 카트나 밀고 있는

래퍼새끼들 전부다 갈아 엎을

Yen yuen dollar won 나도 벌었음을

씨발 빌어 지금

기름 비듬 가득한 내 머릿속 안 freaky 리듬

꺼내왔어 my boys I gotta feed em

Yen yuen dollar won got a lotta problems

Go on write a column

기레기들 가득한 쇼핑 카트나 밀고 있는

래퍼새끼들 전부다 갈아 엎을

Yen yuen dollar won 나도 벌었음을

씨발 빌어 지금