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04. Isolated people, put your left foot foward!
translation by: Yoonie (also credit: aheeyah.com)

Verse 1]
Isolated people, put your left food foward. Then it's your right foot's turn. Jun In Kwon's ardent song "March" is playing right infront of you.
Attacking, no one can block it. The constant hits are unbelievable, you can't believe it, so you through negative comments.
But they eventually disappear, along with the negative talk and stare.
When dreams evaporate, tears and sweat heat up the equator with energy that can't be lock up, or stopped.

Hook]
Hands up put'em high don't let your gun cry don't you put'em down low don't let your passion die
Everyone bleeds bright red blood when they die, so my borrowed body will become dirt. Hands up, put'em high.
Don't let your gun cry. Don't you put'em down low. Don't let your passion die, Buck two in the air (Buck! Buck!),
Buck two in the air (Buck! Buck!)

Verse 2]
It's a life or death situation, but you're already weary when it's time to fight. Miracles might do you a favor and give you the ability to avoid bullets
but it's all part of life's game you need to survive. Your big aspirations need struggle, giving up your old self, along with your youth.
My whole life was shaped by my old man. He's the source for my natural MIC skills that are roughly two percent of all the pain I've delt with.
Ninety eight percent is compiled by the sneering I received in the past. I see it I close my eyes at night.
Revenge is mine, this is going my way

Hook]
Hands up put'em high don't let your gun cry don't you put'em down low don't let your passion die
Everyone bleeds bright red blood when they die, so my borrowed body will become dirt. Hands up, put'em high.
Don't let your gun cry. Don't you put'em down low. Don't let your passion die, Buck two in the air (Buck! Buck!),
Buck two in the air(Buck! Buck!)

Verse 3]

Isolated people, put your left food foward. Then it's your right foot's turn. Jun In Kwon's ardent song "March" is playing right infront of you.
We're marching, not bothering the enemy with ridicule. Your consent means nothing, since your eyes are covered by a mirage
Number 3, open your eyes you so you can see through the human's corrupt world, not the animal's.
If you look at the beginning, stone statues were thrown from the beginning, and they've piled up,
When I reach the top, I'll touch the sky and mark a V, and then fly like the birds. Rise up, the win is mine. Turn my MIC up

Bridge]
Turn my MIC up (Turn my MIC up) Revenge is mine (Revenge is mine)
The win is mine (The win is mine) Put your hands up (Put your hands up)

Hook]
Hands up put'em high don't let your gun cry don't you put'em down low
Don't let your passion die, Buck two in the air (Buck! Buck!), Buck two in the air (Buck! Buck!)
Isolated people, put your left food foward. Then it's your right foot's turn. Step foward, march (march)
Isolated people, put your left food foward. Then it's your right foot's turn. Step foward, march (march)

Outro]
Billion man marching. We are all Drunken, You know I'm saying?
Isolated, lost, forgotten, weary, yo Drunken!