MIXNINE (믹스나인) - Seven (칠성) - Epik High – Born Hater

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 you attack me
They say to me, be a man,
why you act like a bitch
Want me to take off my pants and let it all out?
TaJinYo, you’re cute, I’m trying to love ya
It doesn’t go with my paradoxical life
My collapsed fortune tries to draw infinity
Your useless complexes, no matter how much
you try to go against me, it’s your loss
Your stupid accidents are due to your carelessness
I told you many times, I’m two counts above you
Whatever they say,
I’m a monogamist motherfuckin one and only
I hate my haters, obviously
Times like this, I’m jealous of E-Sens, he has no haters
I can’t believe they say my success
comes from my looks
You all suck up to Blo hyung but he’s right next door
right now – So shut up but these kids don’t rest
with the gossiping – Man I’m everywhere like oxygen
I’m sorry but even your ex is my fangirl
Stop talking shit like you know this shit
I don’t need your feedback, honestly
Why do you and I have to talk about music?
The only thing you did to me is judge me
with a click of your mouse
Man fuck you,
no fuck your ID,
no fuck your IP.
Man I’m sick of your geeks
You can never come here, this is your dream
My vehicle’s foreign and my bitches mallin

Some of y’all are born haters – Male, female, old,
young, distributed across all levels of society
Whatever I do, they respond with their innate shallowness
I don’t know if this is cruel to say but
it’s in your nature
Type one,
those whose careers I ended and
the close people I knew in this industry
The characteristic that stands out in them
Is that they run sly business circles
As they expose the strength in my facts
Writing long, boring articles as if they’re experts
Type two,
those who forget about their own unsuccessful lives
and let out their anger instead
I’ve become that case for them, how cute and pathetic
But when it comes to the law, they demand
countermeasures. All the other types,
they’re like mosquitoes
The cleaner the air is in a village,
the stronger and venomous they are
I want to let them live but I have no choice
Because buzzzzzz, they’re annoying

Wow look over here,
cowards will run away, no doubt
Are you looking?
If you don’t like me, then you do it
Hide carefully, I can see you,
how dare you underestimate me
The scale is different here,
it’s motherfuckin do or die

My rap dementia smears shit all over the beat
Symptoms showed up starting
a few years ago, it’s quite serious
Pounding rhymes that have nothing to do with the lyrics
Acting all quite and refined with my kind of looks
My friends are already all rap stars
But I’m like the floating oil in between
When they start naming not the best but the worst
My name is always on the top 10
I hear everything, all your cynical comments
My tolerance just keeps increasing,
my fatal doses keep getting higher
Going past life or death to
my strong mental holy ground
Saving my mental state by becoming a maniac
When the time comes, you get tired of winning
in this industry – They’re already going after my neck
But I won’t bat an eye, even if I’m not that great
Because I’m a guy between all the bitches

If you saw me when you were 18 years old
You wouldn’t be able to say these things
Losers saying that it’s a guaranteed success
all thanks to my company
Even if they hate on me, I’ll peel and eat em all
like a carp, fuck em
Coming from Block B, debuting as a ballad group,
fuck ya – I came here with skill, turn up on this floor
But they don’t know the monster hidden behind
my concept – I was starting to feel tasteless
so this is good – Mino, Huge Boy, yeah I became that
It’s your loss if you try to smack me with that attitude
Whether you’re a beat-eating beast or not, I can’t tell
You can try to cut me down but my feet feel lighter
I’ll do it perfectly, you’ll get mad
Before you criticize, look into the mirror
If I’m on TV, then just turn it off

They say I changed and I think it so
Because that’s what I wanted,
from the bottom to being a champion
I don’t care about the criticisms or feedback
from people who think they know it all
Me bobbing my head only goes with the beat
In the olden times, experience gave you a high position
and seniority was everything (what)
If time is the fund, hurry and declare bankruptcy boy
Call the hyungs, even the CEO is ok
But the bigger my head gets, the more anxious you get
It’s easy to kill hip-hop, right?
Do it like an 18 year old, you twenties people
Anybody’s under this air,
commercial against MCs there
It’s show time
You think I’m rude for saying what’s true?
If my words provoke you, then just hate on Bobby
When you hold the mic,
it’s like a thriller for the audience
When you hold the mic, even the pigeons fly away

Wow look over here,
cowards will run away, no doubt
Are you looking?
If you don’t like me, then you do it
Hide carefully, I can see you,
how dare you underestimate me
The scale is different here,
it’s motherfuckin do or die

Yo watch me on your TV to see how far I go, stupid
Yo, whatever I do, wherever I am,
I’m better than you all sitting still, stupid
On the stage are machine-like kids
who all look the same, trying so hard,
let me just say one thing, that’s no no
Haters who hate even when I give,
let me just say one thing, that’s no no