Where I’m from, ‘Han’ is the name
we gave to struggle and pain.
내가 사는 곳에선 고생, 고통에게
‘한’이라는 이름을 지어줬다.
Its river runs through our city
like it runs through our veins.
그의 강이 우리의 도시속에 흐른다.
그가 우리의 핏줄속에 흐르듯이.
To us it’s the one thing
above all things.
우린 그를 모든 것
위에 치켜세운다.
Money, love,
gods and kings.
돈, 사랑,
신들과 왕들 위에.
It’s what’s drivin’ us,
그가 우리를 움직인다,
be it ahead or insane.
앞을 향해서든
광기를 향해서든.
We sit shotgun to it.
Wishin’
우린 그의 옆자리에 앉아
소망한다.
that it takes us,
navigates us to a better livin’
그가 우리를 더
좋은 삶으로 인도하기를.
It’s with us
cramped up in the bus,
그는 비좁은 버스,
subways, our schools
and our buildings.
지하철, 학교와 건물들 안에서
우리와 함께 뒤엉켜있다.
It’s what our appas pay to get
food for their children.
그는 우리의 아빠들이 자식들을
먹여살리기 위해
치른 대가이기도 하고
It sits at the bottom of the pot
when our ummas got that
hot doenjang guk in the kitchen.
엄마가 부엌에서 끓이는 된장국
냄비 바닥에 가라앉아 있는
애정의 흔적이기도 하다.
On and on, it
makes us hustle on.
그는 우리를
끊임없이 달리게 한다.
For the money we fight,
fall but overcome.
돈을 벌기 위해 투쟁하고
무너지게 하다가도 이겨내게 한다.
That’s why we call it won.
그래서 ‘Won’이라고 부르나보다.
Han is spoken yet unspoken.
한은 말없이 말한다.
We could be broke
but never broken.
우린 무일푼이 되어도
부러지진 않는다.
It made my father
work the graveyard shift
한은 나의 아버지를
죽도록 일하게 만들었고
and still makes
his graveyard shift.
무덤속에서도
몸부림치게 하고있다.
And that’s that
shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
What you call ‘soul’ is
our city right here.
당신들이 ‘소울’이라고
부르는 것이 우리의 도시다.
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
홍대부터 베드 스타이까지
we’re born from the same pain,
shed alike tears.
우린 닮은 고통에서 태어났고
닮은 눈물을 흘린다.
Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만
We call it ‘사랑’ man.
우린 ‘사랑’이라고 부른다.
Middle finger to the hate
and the broken minds
that can’t relate.
증오를 향해, 그리고 우릴
이해하지 못하는 세상을 향해
중지를 높힌다.
And that’s that
shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
누가 뭐래도 내 심장에
자리잡은 도시
날 깨우는 아침에 소리,
밤의 빛, right here.
Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만
We call it ‘사랑’ man.
우린 ‘사랑’이라고 부른다.
Middle finger to the hate
and the broken minds
that can’t relate.
증오를 향해,
그리고 우릴 이해하지 못하는
세상을 향해 중지를 높힌다.
Been rap supreme.
Guess it’s only
right how I tax a fiend.
난 이 씬의 왕.
나에게 취해있는 자들이
손 벌리게 해.
Been handing out styles,
no that ain’t free.
The most adapt to green,
without greed.
내 방식은 돈이 따라오게 하지.
부에 익숙해도
욕심을 부릴 필요가 없어.
I deserve honors,
lots of furs and designers,
tucked under wet vaginas,
in Havana eating benihana
명예는 마땅해. 모피와 명품,
여자들의 사랑.
하바나에서 진수성찬을 즐기며
while I puff ganja.
Then forget all my drama
like I ain’t got no fuxking
problems man this $$ keep piling in.
한대 피우며 아무일 없듯이
내 고통을 잊어.
돈은 계속 쌓이지만
Biggie said it,
mo money mo headaches.
비기가 말했지,
돈이 쌓이면 문제도 쌓인다고.
Know he looking down like,
＂Oh now you get it?＂
아마 천국에서 내려다보며
말하고 있겠지, ＂이제 알겠냐?
Yes I do, it’s best you too.
I take the $$ from
you then invest in my crew.
알지. 너희들도 아는 게 좋을테야.
내가 번 돈은 내 사람들에게 투자해.
These chest moves,
you couldn’t guess
what’s next too.
심장이 뛰면 됐어.
그 다음은 알 바 없어.
I heard the night
creepin’ up with
the next moon.
새로운 달이 뜨며
밤이 다가오고 있다.
Somewhere round next June,
내년 6월쯤 어딘가에서.
Somewhere we vex too at
the fact that these raps more
like vegetables to you.
가끔은 화가난다.
내 예술이 너의 입맛에
맞지 않다는 게.
But im livin sweet,
i got the juice.
Sip slow like it’s
lemon tea with gin too.
하지만 내 인생은 달콤해.
내 인생은 레몬차와
진을 마시듯 천천히 흘러.
Hot toddy, served to me
with a nice mami.
Look like Dej Loaf,
catch a body if ya try me.
아니면 아름다운 여자가 서빙해준
꿀과 위스키처럼.
Dej Loaf처럼 생긴 여자 말이야.
그러니 날 괜히 건드리지는 마.
She so sexy,
got a deadly appearance,
she dressed up and killed
herself in the mirror.
내 인생은 치명적인 매력을 갖고 있어.
항상 거울 앞에서 날 위해
머리부터 발끝까지 꾸미지.
Good lord help me.
The massacre got clearer,
bet she still believe
in ya selfie.
신이여 나를 살려주오.
죽음 앞에서도 셀카나 찍고 있네.
See that’s that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
Another j blown in
the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가
안개속으로 퍼진다.
A Sunny day won’t
make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이
더 선명해지진 않을 거다.
For all the dead and gone,
put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해
손을 하늘위로.
This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고
This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고
Middle finger to the lames
and you broke ass niXXas
that can’t relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는
거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높인다.
See that’s that
shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
Another j blown in
the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가
안개속으로 퍼진다.
A Sunny day won’t
make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이
더 선명해지진 않을 거다.
For all the dead and gone,
put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해
손을 하늘위로.
This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고
This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고
Middle finger to the lames
and you broke ass niXXas
that can’t relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는
거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높힌다.
Good lord help me.
신이여 나를 살려주오.
힙겹지만 곧 행복이 되겠지.
Good lord help me.
신이여 나를 살려주오.
두렵지만 곧 행복이 되겠지.
See that’s that
shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
Another j blown in
the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가
안개속으로 퍼진다.
A Sunny day won’t
make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이
더 선명해지진 않을 거다.
For all the dead and gone,
put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해
손을 하늘위로.
This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고
This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고
Middle finger to the lames
and you broke ass niXXas
that can’t relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는
거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높힌다.
And that’s that
shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.
What you call ‘soul’ is
our city right here.
당신들이 ‘소울’이라고
부르는 것이 우리의 도시다.
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
홍대부터 베드 스타이까지
we’re born from the same pain,
shed alike tears.
우린 닮은 고통에서 태어났고
닮은 눈물을 흘린다.
Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만
We call it ‘사랑’ man.
우린 ‘사랑’이라고 부른다.
Middle finger to the hate
and the broken minds
that can’t relate.
증오를 향해,
그리고 우릴 이해하지 못하는
세상을 향해 중지를 높힌다.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
On a Kunst beat.
Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다.
편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.
Pro Era. HIGHGRND.
Rep ya hood.
Don’t let ’em turn the lights down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드.
너의 동네를 대표해라.
아무도 불을 끄지 못하게.
Where I’m from, ‘Han’
it the name we gave to struggle and pain
naega saneun goseseon gosaeng
gotongege ‘han’iraneun ireumeul jieojwossda
Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins
geuui gangi uriui dosi soge heureunda geuga uriui pisjul soge heureudeusi
To us it’s the one thing above all things
urin geureul modeun geot wie chikyeoseunda
Money, love, godt and kingt
don, sarang, sindeulgwa wangdeul wie
It’s what’s drivin’ us,
geuga urireul umjiginda,
be it ahead or insane
apeul hyanghaeseodeun gwanggireul hyanghaeseodeun
We sit shotgun to it Wishin’
urin geuui yeopjarie anja somanghanda
that it takes us, navigatet us to a better livin’
geuga urireul deo joheun salmeuro indohagireul
It’s with us cramped up in the bus,
geuneun bijobeun beoseu,
subwayt, our schoolt and our buildingt
jihacheol, hakgyowa geonmuldeul aneseo uriwa hamkke dwieongkyeoissda
It’t what our appat pay to get food for their children
geuneun uriui appadeuri jasikdeureul meogyeosalligi wihae chireun daegaigido hago
It sitt at the bottom of the pot when our ummat got that hot doenjang guk in the kitchen
eommaga bueokeseo kkeulhineun doenjangguk naembi badage garaanja issneun aejeongui heunjeogigido hada
On and on, it maket ut hustle on
geuneun urireul kkeunhimeopsi dallige handa
For the money we fight, fall but overcome
doneul beolgi wihae tujaenghago muneojige hadagado igyeonaege handa
That’s why we call it won
geuraeseo ‘Won’irago bureunaboda
Han it spoken yet unspoken
haneun maleopsi malhanda
We could be broke but never broken
urin muilpuni doeeodo bureojijin anhneunda
It made my father work the graveyard shift
haneun naui abeojireul jukdorok ilhage mandeureossgo
and still maket hit graveyard shift
mudeomsogeseodo momburimchige hagoissda
And that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
What you call ‘soul’ it our city right here
dangsindeuri ‘soul’irago bureuneun geosi uriui dosida
From Hongdae to bedstuy,
hongdaebuteo bedeu seutaikkaji
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears
urin talmeun gotongeseo taeeonassgo talmeun nunmureul heullinda
Some call it pain
nugun gotongira bureujiman
We call it ‘sarang’ man
urin ‘sarang’irago bureunda
Middle finger to the hate and the broken mindt that can’t relate
jeungoreul hyanghae, geurigo uril ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae gaunde songarageul deureo ollinda
And that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
nuga mworaedo nae simjange
jarijabeun dosi
nal kkaeuneun achime sori, bamui bit, right here
Some call it pain
nugun gotongira bureujiman
We call it ‘sarang’ man
urin ‘sarang’irago bureunda
Middle finger to the hate and the broken mindt that can’t relate
jeungoreul hyanghae, geurigo uril ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae jungjireul nopinda
been rap supreme guet it’t only right how I tax a fiend
nan i ssinui wang naege chwihaeissneun jadeuri son beollige hae
been handing out stylet, no that ain’t free The most adapt to green, without greed
nae bangsigeun doni ttaraoge haji bue iksukhaedo yoksimeul buril piryoga eopseo
I deserve honort, lott of furt and designert, tucked under wet vaginat, in Havana eating benihana
myeongyeneun mattanghae mopiwa myeongpum, yeojadeurui sarang habanaeseo jinsuseongchaneul jeulgimyeo
while I puff ganja Then forget all my drama like I ain’t got no fuxking problemt man thit $$ keep piling in
handae piumyeo amuil eopsdeusi nae gotongeul ijeo doneun gyesok ssahijiman
biggie said it, mo money mo headachet
bigiga malhaessji, doni ssahimyeon munjedo ssahindago
Know he looking down like, “Oh now you get it?”
ama cheongugeseo naeryeodabomyeo malhago issgessji, “ije algessnya?”
Yet I do, it’t best you too I take the $$ from you then invest in my crew
alji neohuideuldo aneun ge joheulteya naega beon doneun nae saramdeurege tujahae
These chest movet, you couldn’t guet what’t next too
simjangi ttwimyeon dwaesseo geu daeumeun al ba eopseo
I heard the night creepin’ up with the next moon
saeroun dari tteumyeo bami dagaogo issda
Somewhere round next June,
naenyeon 6woljjeum eodingaeseo
Somewhere we vex too at the fact that these rapt more like vegetablet to you
gakkeumeun hwagananda nae yesuri neoui ipmase majji anhdaneun ge
but im livin sweet, i got the juice Sip slow like it’t lemon tea with gin too
hajiman nae insaengeun dalkomhae nae insaengeun remonchawa jineul masideut cheoncheonhi heulleo
Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami rook like det roaf, catch a body if ya try me
animyeon areumdaun yeojaga seobinghaejun kkulgwa wiseukicheoreom det roafcheoreom saenggin yeoja mariya geureoni nal gwaenhi geondeurijineun ma
She so sexy, got a deadly appearance, she dressed up and killed herself in the millor
nae insaengeun chimyeongjeogin maeryeogeul gajgo isseo hangsang geoul apeseo nal wihae meoributeo balkkeutkkaji kkumiji
good lord help me The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie
siniyeo nareul sallyeojuo jugeum apeseodo selkana jjikgo issne
See that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
Another t blown in the mist right there
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeuro peojinda
A Sunny day won’t make thit pic clear
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
jukgo sarajin modureul wihae soneul haneurwiro
Thit one for the pain
gotongeul ijgo
Thit one for the hate
jeungoreul jamjaeugo
Middle finger to the lamet and you broke at niXXat that can’t relate
meojeorideulgwa uril ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeureul hyanghae jungjireul nopinda
See that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
Another t blown in the mist right there
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeuro peojinda
A Sunny day won’t make thit pic clear
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
jukgo sarajin modureul wihae soneul haneurwiro
Thit one for the pain
gotongeul ijgo
Thit one for the hate
jeungoreul jamjaeugo
Middle finger to the lamet and you broke at niXXat that can’t relate
meojeorideulgwa uril ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeureul hyanghae jungjireul nopinda
good lord help me
siniyeo nareul sallyeojuo
hipgyeopjiman got haengbogi doegessji
good lord help me
siniyeo nareul sallyeojuo
duryeopjiman got haengbogi doegessji
See that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
Another t blown in the mist right there
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeuro peojinda
A Sunny day won’t make thit pic clear
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
jukgo sarajin modureul wihae soneul haneurwiro
Thit one for the pain
gotongeul ijgo
Thit one for the hate
jeungoreul jamjaeugo
Middle finger to the lamet and you broke at niXXat that can’t relate
meojeorideulgwa uril ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeureul hyanghae jungjireul nopinda
And that’t that shit right there
geurae, geureohda
What you call ‘soul’ it our city right here
dangsindeuri ‘soul’irago bureuneun geosi uriui dosida
From Hongdae to bedstuy,
hongdaebuteo bedeu seutaikkaji
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears
urin talmeun gotongeseo taeeonassgo talmeun nunmureul heullinda
Some call it pain
nugun gotongira bureujiman
We call it ‘sarang’ man
urin ‘sarang’irago bureunda
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate
jeungoreul hyanghae, geurigo uril ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae jungjireul nopinda
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
peuroera haigeuraundeu kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda pyeonhage anjgo momeul nuphyeora
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND Rep ya hood Don’t let ’em turn the lights down
peuroera haigeuraundeu neoui dongnereul daepyohaera amudo bureul kkeuji moshage
Where I’m from, ‘Han’
is the name we gave to struggle and pain
Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins
To us it’s the one thing above all things
Money, love, gods and kings
It’s what’s drivin’ us,
be it ahead or insane
We sit shotgun to it Wishin’
that it takes us, navigates us to a better livin
It’s with us cramped up in the bus,
subways, our schools and our buildings
It’s what our appas pay to get food for their children
It sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot doenjang guk in the kitchen
On and on, it makes us hustle on
For the money we fight, fall but overcome
That’s why we call it won
Han is spoken yet unspoken
We could be broke but never broken
It made my father work the graveyard shift
and still makes his graveyard shift
And that’s that shit right there
What you call ‘soul’ is our city right here
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears
Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate
And that’s that shit right there
Whatever anyone says
It’s a city that’s in my heart
The sounds that wake me in the morning, the lights of the night, right here
Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate
Been rap supreme Guess it’s only right how I tax a fiend
Been handing out styles, no that ain’t free The most adapt to green, without greed
I deserve honors, lots of furs and designers, tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihana
while I puff ganja Then forget all my drama like I ain’t got no fuxking problems man this $$ keep piling in
Biggie said it, mo money mo headaches
Know he looking down like, “Oh now you get it?”
Yes I do, it’s best you too I take the $$ from you then invest in my crew
These chest moves, you couldn’t guess what’s next too
I heard the night creepin’ up with the next moon
Somewhere round next June,
Somewhere we vex too at the fact that these raps more like vegetables to you
But im livin sweet, i got the juice Sip slow like it’s lemon tea with gin too
Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami Look like Dej Loaf, catch a body if ya try me
She so sexy, got a deadly appearance, she dressed up and killed herself in the mirror
Good lord help me The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie
See that’s that shit right there
Another j blown in the mist right there
A Sunny day won’t make this pic clear
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate
See that’s that shit right there
Another j blown in the mist right there
A Sunny day won’t make this pic clear
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate
Good lord help me
It’s hard but happiness will come soon
Good lord help me
I’m afraid but happiness will come soon
See that’s that shit right there
Another j blown in the mist right there
A Sunny day won’t make this pic clear
For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate
And that’s that shit right there
What you call ‘soul’ is our city right here
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears
Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND Rep ya hood Don’t let ’em turn the lights down