We are - Blnk-Time, Code Kunst

Oh my god, Code Kunst beats

냄새나는 놈 여길 비춰주니

내 춤사위가 일렁일렁 드리워지네

마치 rainbow bridge

코로 듣는 music

됐고 나는 BLNK-TIME on the beat

얼쑤, 내가 지나온 이 길을 봐봐

리드메카 Legit Goons brother

나쁜 놈이 왔지, 내 목소리를 들어

Rapper들을 반죽해, 이것은 뜨거운 기름

몇번이고 들었지, 나의 가능성의 이름

헉헉헉, 넘기지 너의 모가지를

Who rule the game, 쉽게 됐지

Style이 없는 새끼들은 욕을 먹고 쨌지

매일매일 rap질 해도 쓰레기를 뱉어댔지

삑사리같은 flow finally they ain’t shit

흐느적인 flow, 나 아니면은 사짜

헛소리대신 여기 들어간다 박자

받어 자, what a nice, 여길 죽일 music

BLNK-TIME 가라사대 there’s no fucking woo whee

여긴 어디여, 흥이 전혀 없는 곳

저기 저기요, 레게 후진국

내 혼이 거지고 돈이 음악 하는 곳

Rhythm은 내 차비 아님 하이패스 뿐

다 나를 지나가네, 킥킥 거리듯이

나도 반박은 안해

검은 뿌리들이 뿌린 거름

그 안에서 나를 낳고 피로 그린 그림들

Ugly as fuck, 대체 여긴 어디여

5 to 6 내 나이는 잊어내고

매일 밥벌이 고민덕에 rhyme대신 가위를

해 바뀌는 달력은 지 혼자 또 바쁘고

Jackpot처럼 날리는 영감들이여 안녕

난 뜨기위해 아래로 더 파는 두더지

잘난 맛에 뛰는 놈은 넘어지는 법이니

잘 봐, 내가 파는 우물 가까워 to zion

티는 안내지만 I see through 돌아버려

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that whrever you go

Yes ya need that whrever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Oh my god, Code Kunst beats

The smelly bastard, light up the way here

My dance moves are floating around

like a rainbow bridge

music you listen to through your nose

And I’m BLNK-TIME on the beat

Ugh, look at this road I've been through

Lead Mecca Legit Goons brother

Here's the bad guy, listen to me

Knead the rappers, it's hot oil

I've heard it many times, the name of my possibility

Heh heh heh, don’t pass your hair

Who rule the game, it's easy

Babies without style are swearing

Even if I rap every day, I spit out trash

It’s like a whistle, flow finally they ain’t shit

A sluggish flow, if it's not me

Instead of bullshit, let's go here

Come on, what a nice, music to kill here

BLNK-TIME says there’s no fucking woo whee

Where is this place, there's no fun at all

Over there, reggae backwards

Where my soul begs and money plays music

Rhythm is not my car or high pass

They pass me by like a giggle

I don't even respond

manure sprinkled by black roots

The pictures that gave birth to me and painted with blood

Ugly as fuck, where the hell is this

5 to 6, forget my age

I used scissors instead of rhyme because I was worried about making a living every day.

The year-changing calendar is busy again by myself

Goodbye inspirations blowing like a jackpot

I'm a mole that digs down more to float

A person who jumps for good taste will fall

Look closely, the well I'm digging is near to zion

Tea is a guide, but I see through, turn around

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that whrever you go

Yes ya need that whrever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go

Yes ya need that wherever you go