Where I'm from"Han" is the name we gave to struggle and painThis river, runs through our city like it runs through our veinsTo us, It's the one thing above all thingsMoney, love, gods and kingsIt's what's driving us be it ahead or insaneWe said Shotgun to it, WishingThat it takes us, navigates us to a better livingIt's with us cramped up in a busSubways, our schools and our buildingIt's the price that's our "아빠"'s Paid to buy food for the childrenIt sits at the bottom of the pot when our "엄마"'s got that hot "된장국" in the kitchenOn and on, it makes us hustle onFor the money, we fight, fall but overcomeThat's why we call it "Won""Han" is spoken yet unspokenWe could be broke but never brokenIt made my father work the graveyard shiftAnd still makes his graveyard shiftAnd that's that shit right thereWhat you call "Soul" is a city right hereFrom "홍대" to Bedstuy, we'reBorn from the same pain shed alike tears, yeahSome call it pain, we call it "사랑", manMiddle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate, yeahAnd that's that shit right there누가 뭐래도 내 심장에자리잡은 도시, 날 깨우는 아침의 소리밤의 빛 right here (right here, right here, right here)Some call it pain, we call it "사랑", manMiddle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't related, yeah
Yeah, Been rap supremeIt is only right how I tax a fiendBeen handing out styles, no that ain't freeThe most adapt to green, without the greedI deserve honors, lots of furs and designersTucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihanaWhile I puff ganja Then forget all my dramaLike I ain't got no fuxking problems man this money keep piling inB.I.G said itMo' money mo' headachesKnow he looking down like, "Oh, so now you get it?"Yes I do, it's best you tooI take the money from you then invest in my crewThese chest moves, you couldn't guess what's next tooI heard the night creepin' up with the next moonSomewhere round next June, Somewhere we vex tooAt the fact that these raps more like vegetables to youBut im livin sweetI got the juice Sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin tooHot toddy, served to me with a nice mami Look like Dej LoafCatch a body if ya try meShe so sexy, got a deadly appearanceShe dressed up and killed herself in the mirrorGood lord help meThe massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie
And that's that shit right thereAnother j blown in the mist right thereA sunny day won't make this pic clearFor all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air, yeahThis one for pain, this one for the hateMiddle finger to you lamesYou broke ass niggas you can't relate, yeahAnd that's that shit right thereAnother j blown in the mist right thereA sunny day won't make this pic clearFor all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air, yeahThis one for the pain, this one for the hateMiddle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate, yeah
Good lord help me힙겹지만 곧 행복이 되겠지Good lord help me두렵지만 곧 행복이 되겠지
And that's that shit right thereA little J blowing in the mist right thereA sunny day won't make this pic clearFor all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air, yeahThis one for pain, this one for the hateMiddle finger to you lamesYou broke ass niggas you can't relateAnd that's that shit right thereWhat you call 'Soul' is our city right hereFrom "홍대" to Bedstuy, we'reBorn from the same pain, shed alike tears, yeahSome call it pain, we call it "사랑" manMiddle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate, yeah
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