[i]Tablo) I’m a born hater Dali van Picasso I’m Velazquez, Millet, el fuckin Greco, It’s my echo, the feel of a VJ, shit You’re all cheap versions of Blo, my imitators and pupils, shit This is how my personality always is Even if there’s no problem, fuck em So I understand why wewe attack me They say to me, be a man, why wewe act like a bitch Want me to take off my pants and let it all out? TaJinYo, you’re cute, I’m trying to upendo ya
[i]Who alisema upendo is sweet? We fight every day Every second, minute, every damn hour Even when wewe win, wewe lose in this game Don’t wanna play I avoid your eyes but I’m good at sensing your mood If I put my head down in surrender first, wewe ridicule me “Do wewe even know what wewe did wrong?” I’m used to it now Everything but your faults is a crime I protect my lonely innocence with zaidi of my sins I do it zaidi when wewe tell me not to
[i]Turn me in Cocaine in your ears Just like Blo Your nose will tingle, you’ll be moved, your brain Cobaine, explosion Another legend, baby When I give birth to a song, caring daddy Like Lennon, Kennedy, Coltrane’s parents I X-in upendo you Say no, no, no to drugs Put your earphones in instead of needles Even watu mashuhuri line up for my music, like propofol
My rap’ll jump above your heads for the inayofuata 10 years, it’ll get louder
[i]Your cold eyes and words are the spoiler In your every action, I see our end I tell myself it’s not true but I feel the spoiler Should I watch till the end? au should I leave now? What if there’s a twist?
What are wewe thinking? Only after I ask twice, wewe look at me Once again, wewe give me an answer that’s not really an answer Maybe it’s gonna rain tomorrow wewe look out the window again These days, I see a lot of your side profile
[i]She wanted to fly like a bird So she bought an airplane ticket He wanted to place the sky and ocean in his hands So he bought a big globe Everyone places a price tag on their dreams But no matter how much wewe spend, the shopping gari of your moyo keeps growing People buy things even as they loan money But is it too wasteful to live as wewe dream? You’re looking for an answer, where your pocket is Baby, wewe don’t even know what the problem is
[i]What’s the use of telling you? I won’t beg for being comforted I hate selling my emotions I’m stingy with happiness Words I hate zaidi than “you pay” is “have strength” Alcohol, people, everything I get drunk easily and have messy endings I get mad easily and ruin the fun Even when it seems like I’m so happy
I end things as if I hate it so much, I could kill I’m still perfectly breathing after the break up anyway
[i] The risky tango between unhappiness and happiness My life is poetry I just breathe and it’s Rimbaud Even suffering can be a journey when wewe enjoy it Spent a season in hell but I only got a tan I’m good I smile for my dear mama I look exactly like my dad So if I cry, I’m afraid I would see him crying And I smile for my dad So no one will ever be hurt over my tears again Who cares if I can’t fly like before?
On October 15, YG's CEO revealed to nyota News, "For Epik High's 8th album, I didn't let them work and record fully at the YG studios. I'm sure they were struggling going around outside studios working."
The renowned CEO stated that there were some people who assumed that after Epik High signed with the company they would be turned into a YG styled artist but he cleared the speculation saying that it is not the case. He said, "I really enjoy Epik High's style of muziki even from before and I still do now."
EPIK HIGH never dissapoint with they comeback and this album 'Shoebox' is like one of few best this year... Congrats for EPIK HIGH & YG who is currently killing this mwaka with they artist
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