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01. Oceans. Sand. Trees.

02. Slow Motion

03. Present (feat. Park Ji Yoon)
translation by: Eduipe of musictology.wordpress.com.

[Tablo]
The scarf that you gave approaches me.
It takes away my breath and voice.
When would this sorrow be unwrapped;
When the thread comes off.
Pen retorts to the paper
I let the diary that you gave catch it.
Many opportunities, I can't seem to focus [on work].
Once I write about you, it won't close [stop].

[Mithra]
I procrastinated
At my fingers, the soul that bloomed at my putting it on [the fingers]
The ring that was so beauteous when it was one, like us, is stifling my finger
Sorrow is gaining [weight]
Even when I wash the bubbles away with tears, it won't come off
The pills you gave, wishing that I wouldn't get sick, I see and it hurts me

[Park JiYoon]
You with me love
I only give you scars, and now
Even the sad memories become a gift
Listen to my story, my story (the gifts I gave turn into tears)
To my story (the gifts I gave turn into tears)
This song (this song) this song (this song) my song

[Mithra]
The memories constantly haunt me
The photos you left, I sink them in fire
It so painful
Locked in the doorstep, looking at your gifts,
It's still so painful
In midst the half-torn wrapping papers,
What I find is you
But I don’t have the courage to open it up

[Tablo]
The moon-like nail becomes a full moon again
Your gifts turn into tears
It beats my heart, like the raining roof; thump, thump, thump
I, who was so blunt, walk the street, looking into the gift shop.
Imprison it. Unlike me, I'm hesitant.
As it goes on, heart's hurt pains me more.

[Park JiYoon]
You with me love. I only gave you love, now.
Even the sad memories become a gift to me.
Listen to my story, my story. (Your gifts turn into tears)
To my story. (Your gift turns into tears)
This song (this song) this song (this song) my song

Don't erase me, erase me, erase me.
Don’t erase me, erase me, erase me.

04. No More Christmas

05. Maze (feat. Dumbfounded, MYK)

Three blind mice as we're lost in the maze route,
lookin' for the easiest possible way out.
Day in and day out, you run into a closed road.
Turning into old folk, chasing after rose gold.
What they don't know is that it belongs to a fool.
Choosing wants over needs, singing songs of a mule.
Carrying their burdens when you barely know the person,
and that is the difference between a pharaoh and a servant.
I choose to serve no man but serve mankind,
at the same time avoiding all of Earth's landmines.
You step in it and you blow up,
you exit or you grow up, or get locked up.
The pigs catch ya eating donuts.
But I'd rather rhyme bars than sit behind bars.
How can a prison cell contain this shining bright star.
They have no idea what I could do in a minute's time.
Break down the walls of the maze
and run through the finish line.

Life is like a maze Life is like a maze
Life is like a maze
when I'm flippin' through the pages
Life is like a maze Life is like a maze
life, I'm just amazed
when I'm flippin' through the pages.
Life is like a maze Life is like a maze
life is just amazin'
when I'm flippin' through the pages.
Life is like a maze Life is like a maze
life is just amazin'
when I'm flippin' through the pages

It's high definition black and white.
Is it digital, analog, wack or tight?
It's stressful wishing sacrifice, and the list goes on.
It's the facts of life.
East coast ettiquite, west coast slang.
Peace we'll never get if shit don't change.
Do you play with the majors or go independent?
Gotta stay paid but I'm broke like a peasant.
Love, sex, greed, addictions.
What's next? Need directions.
There's nobody left to follow.
Wallow in my sorrow for a hollow tomorrow.
Life is like a maze, try to keep track of the days
that take us from place to place.
Awaken and face-to-face.
Too many choices, possibilities,
indecision is killing me.
And if you lend a helping hand,
then I will follow willingly.

M-A-P T-H-E Soul, M-A-Z-E, lose control.
M-A-P T-H-E Soul

Flip through fashion magazines,
cop a swag or lean.
When nothing's goin' 'smooth',
rub a little vaseline.
Do an online, offline, frontline search.
Either quench or confine your Columbine thirst.
Cuz you wanna fit in...
and find a perfect 'match' to set your heart in flames.
You wanna be a catch.
Catch-22, catch the flu, catchphrase.
By any means necessary in this rat's maze.
It's a black haze muddle, a rainy day puddle...
life is gonna wet ya, get ya in a muzzle.
A struggle to survive,
a huddle nine to five with no quarterback.
Change? You won't even get a quarter back.
It's a murder fact, reality kills.
Call your doctor now for your reality pills.
Chill, but still worry... a bug's goin' around.
Cuz life is like your homie, it's 'holdin' you down'.

M-A-Z-E, my life is amazin'

06.

07. Trot
translation by: Eduipe of musictology.wordpress.com

Ha… The tough world (life is pain)
Undependable this world without a haven anywhere (Just whether)
All I have is you, Trot
However I pose and look at again
If I’m drunk, it’s all the same
Whenever it waves in my stomach, ironically, I go for another shot [of drinks]
Arms and legs flutter, holding a mic
To the trot melody; move to the four-beat
Digger-wasp like day’s sole companion
If I wake from a drunken stupor, it leaves
Love must be a butterfly
Some dance freely when sad
I, like a worn mop, squeeze out this rotten pain
Grab that song
Like your wearing glitter clothes
My pitch wobbles like my life
Reflection of my complexion is desolate and piteous
Who would understand me?
Sing loudly, my alcohol-drenched life
Bent like the reeds and stepped-on like the weeds: my life
Laughing at a single shot [of drinks] and a song: my life
My trot
Hip hop, dance, rock, ballad; they’re all good, but when sad, what?
(x4)
In Busan, a girl rips out my heart
I left, wandered; Daegu, Daejun; I hit it [to go and visit]
Lastly, Seoul
Nightly I pour in the drinks
Even the neon-night is dark
I have nowhere to go
I have no strength
Like the lonely Garry, I have no road [Gil and road is homonymous in korean/Garry and Gil are from a group called LeeSsang]
I stop here and draw out a melody
Nightly, I wring the necks of mic
Tonight’s stage is a bar-stall by my home
Beats made by spoon, chopsticks, and glasses
When sad, its better than music these days
Sweet lyrics; I live for these delights
Like mother’s soup [bean-paste soup is the direct translation]
It hits me like a memory of my ex, when I’m about the forget
When I sing-out heartly, I think of a drink
Bent like the reeds and stepped-on like the weeds: my life
Crying at a single shot [of drinks] and laughing in a song
My life, my trot
Hip hop, dance, rock, ballad; they’re all good, but when sad, what?
(x4)
Bent like the reeds and stepped-on like the weeds: my life
Heaped like a high mountain and scattered like the sand: my life
Aimlessly running and wandering dayfly life
Crying at a single shot [of drinks] and laughing in a song
My life, my trot
Hip hop, dance, rock, ballad; they’re all good, but when sad, what?
(x4)

08. Emologue

emotion... oceans of motion,
devotion to a notion, a fool's love potion,
explosion, implosion, a crowded soul's commotion,
crazy movement, hence 'loco'motion,
abortion of laws, a flaw, extortion,
denotion melodic, logic's corrosion,
contortion, distortion of constant proportion,
the brain's demotion for the heart's promotion. emotion.

09. Excuses (feat. MYK)

Education is killing my religion.
Intuition is killing my religion.
My religion is killing your religion.
My religion, your religion.
My religion, your religion.

Lungs blackened from this filth that I'm breathing.
Polluted phrases are the kill of the season.
My ears bleed and in turn I speak treasons,
weaving through a system that dubs realists as heathens.
Like the cigarettes I'm 'chained' to, wicked words
can be the devil in disguise that thrive off of maiming you.
But who's blaming who? Never are we the ones.
We point the finger at the skies and the chosen 'son'.

Who's to blame. No remedy to cure this pain.
No remedy to cure this pain.
Cuz I believe there's nothing there for me.

All my senses are killing my innocence.
Cruel inventions are killing my innocence.
No innocence is killing your innocence.
My innocence, your innocence.
My innocence, your innocence.

Blame it on terror. Computer error.
The east and west coast and the post-consumer era.
The mayor, the president. The air, the elements.
Whatever's relevant but never look in to your mirror.
What you want, what you need is to be blameless.
Don't blame the DJ, it's the playlist.
Cause blame is a slutty word.
Ex-planation, ex-ecution,
ex-cuse share the same 'ex'.

Who's to blame. No remedy to cure this pain.
No remedy to cure this pain.
Cuz I believe there's nothing there for me.

You don't wanna know the sinner.
You don't wanna know the killer.
You don't wanna know the sinner.
You don't wanna know Because it's you.

Television is stalling evolution.
Medication is stalling evolution.
Evolution is stalling revolution.
Evolution, revolution.

Collaboration, the start of revolution.
My decision, the start of revolution.
Revolution, the start of evolution.
Revolution, evolution.

Who's to blame. No remedy to cure this pain.
No remedy to cure this pain.
Cuz I believe there's nothing there for me.

Blame yourself.

10. Moonwalker
translation by: BK of musictology.wordpress or BKJSuh of soompi

If I knock on heaven's door
my sins will be repended
dropping tears in heaven for ya
may I meet ya
Tell myself let it be
let it be

Even if you knock
Only silence will echo
The ugly reality
Hammers me
and my burning book of passion
without any interleaf
So I can't find my path yet
but I try till I hea
world like Jesus
No peace for this hustler
Eager to search the roof but only to find trouble
Sky with a punched hole above my head
The rain is comin
Engulfed by grey clouds
My steps
The culprit taking a different path

I'm falling
Yes Im' falling deeper
Getting' tired of being lost in the thick darkness
eternal sleeper
I'm a shadow
Not sure if it's the hunger or not
Token zero
A broken arrow
Always opposite of the target
I'm a Moonwalker
Always chasing after the fantasy, I am a
Dream-stalker
Cuz you are not one
I'm a Moonwalker
Always chasing after the fantasy, I am a
Dream-stalker
To you I sing this song
I'm a Moonwalker
The world chases after me, I am
Dream-stalker
I'm a Moonwalker

Rain's falling
Filling the world of memories
And burn it with sad tears
Then tame the dancing to sleep
Only the hidden truth awakes
Then lift up two fingers
And the destination is already set
Left, left from this world
About to faint and
Walk the path again while limping
Went back without any time to look back
Led the path countless times
And feeling insecure so
walked out the door with haste
And with struggle, I've found a room in the sky (***meaning heaven)
Birth from darkness
and became a wall for the world
Only thing that's left is voice
Life becomes a book
Stretching out my hands
but the closing curtain falls
Love n hate, good n evil
That boundary that has left from the boat
We are world
Even the faintest hope is filled with darkness
The kids' eyes
reflecting the breathing big dipper
It's different from other constellations
Fugitive's silent breath
Music Schweitzer
Mend those wounds
I'm a Moonwalker
Always chasing after the fantasy, I am a
Dream-stalker

Cuz you are not alone
I'm a Moonwalker
Always chasing after the fantasy, I am a
Dream-stalker
To you I sing this song
I'm a Moonwalker
The world chases after me, I am
Dream-stalker
I'm a Moonwalker

If I knock on heaven's door
my sins will be repenteded
dropping tears in heaven for ay
may I meet ay
Tell myself let it be
let it be

Even if you knock
Only silence will echo

11. Breathe (Mithra's Word) (feat. Han Hee Jung)

12. Happy Birthday To Me (feat. Ha Dong Gyoon)

13. Heaven (feat. MYK)
credits to: pgeorgie.blogspot.com

You are so beautiful to me
You put your arm under my head like a pillow
I confess the sole truth in the world
In the void of my mind exist only you and music
Sometimes people get jealous and nag me
Sometimes we cry a river of tears in people's hands
But it's sublime
What's important is us
More than any words
Love we recommend
They say things change every moment but
You and I always together mornings and nights
Walking on the same path, the thorny path
Linked to each other like Saturn's ring
Is what I wish
Our hands together, a beautiful harmony
Paint a picture and then doze off
When we wake up it's still there
Woven into eternity we are

No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go

We've got no place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go

Sometimes blinded by the dreams of many
Risking your life, money makes money
At that moment, my soul becomes soiled and rusty
But when I am down, what gets me up again
It’s the music
The load you gladly carry on your shoulders
And it’s you, girl
You give meaning to my music
peace Perfect peace
Time stands still
You comfort me at every moment
My heart beats at the BPM that is you
Cuz you’re my heaven Cuz you're my heaven
The line of destiny drawn by god
You are a salvation only for me
Don't ever deny it
When I walk through the fog of evil
You are my light and shield
It’s you It's you
When I need one drop of water, you give me the ocean
When I need one grain of sand, you give me the desert

No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go

We've got no place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go
No place to go no place to go

My heaven is you

14. Owls. Shadows. Tears.

15. Slow [e] Motion (Bonus Track)

Disc 2

01. Orchestras. Spotlights. Turntables. (feat. MYK)

Don`t be nervous Stay calm and ready
A time bomb is ticking and your heart is heavy
Close your eyes and open your minds
Let the butterflies in the pit of your stomach subside
This is life in the making
The roots of this will never be forsaken
But barriers were built for breaking
so keep moving it. Let your heart grip the beat
Driver`s seat, ride the rhythm and start losing it
Spotlights, bright lights and neon
Rays of energy pour from backdrops and beyond
Music hits you so hard you can`t blink or see on
a slave to the rhythm but still we reach freedom
Let it breathe, make it bang
light a fire on the stage like Hendrix in acid rain
The most epik is the most high
That`s why I rep the flyest shit in the south side

02. Still Here (feat. Dok2)

03. Sensitive Thug (Skit)

04. Follow Me (Wannabe) (feat. Mellow)
translation by: BK of musictology.wordpress or BKJSuh of soompi

It looks fresh, but it feels like it has been done before
Sing that same song
When choosing cloths, add some touch to the style
You think u got a swag?
Just imitate-imitate, everyone imitates
No convo without trendy words
Dress like the Fashion magazine and the TV Shows
Even for the movies i wanted to see, I follow the reviews
Everyone does it, so fo-fo-follow

DJ come play my song on the radio
Feel that radio oh oh oh
DJ come play my song on the radio
Scream loud, oh, fo-fo-follow that

Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitates you
Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitate me
Wannabe Wannabe, lead the world
Because we’re so sick

Students will follow rules and fill those answers in
Throw away your dignity but listen to your self-pride
Lead the world and make it imitate you
Get up high and make those eyes follow you
It’s like MP3, can’t deny, we all counterfeit each other
One blaming the another and argue but if it’s Hot just imitate
Public is the star; children are mother [to the trends]
Even so we are all a Wannabe
Even when we love we imitate dramas
Now we have to find our own color

DJ come play my song on the radio
Feel that radio oh oh oh
DJ come play my song on the radio
Scream loud, oh, in-in-imitate that

Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitates you
Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitate me
Wannabe Wannabe, lead the world
Because we’re so sick

Wannabe you , Wannabe me
Wannabe you , Wannabe me
Wannabe you , Wannabe me
Wannabe you , Wannabe me

Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitates you
Wannabe Wannabe, everyone imitate me
Wannabe Wannabe, lead the world
My own dream, my own style
I have my color so just worry about yourself

In-in-imitate, let’s all imitate
In-in-imitate, let’s all imitate
In-in-imitate, let’s all imitate
In-in-imitate, let’s all imitate

05. Rocksteady (feat. Kero One, Dumbfoundead, MYK, Rakka)

06. Madonna (feat. Mellow)

07.

08. Shopaholic
translation by: BK of musictology.wordpress or BKJSuh of soompi

Shopping ,shopping shopaholic, the unbelievable high stands
The New Yorker who's passport-less
And BF is a stock broker and jealousy over opportunity and the looks
During high school it was Evis, now it’s Jimmy Choo
In front of Dolce and Gabbana with boyfriend’s card
And secretly swiping it
Everything you’ve picked are “in”
Those untruthful ambitions are the lungs and money is the oxygen
No confidence but ya droppin’ that money
Brain stuffed with the Louis Vuittons
And those luxury brands are your Vatican
The genuine values stuffed into a coffin by the bandwagon
It’s the same, I’m livin’ in this Hollywood
There’s no rich and the poor, just Christian Dior

It's going down in this bittersweet symphony
Don't turn around baby you're going down
In this bittersweet symphony
you're going down down and around

The crashing economies are the planes
Her and her BF are E.N.D. No more Gucci and Fendi
Bag he gifted is expensive luxury brand and the value crashed
Within a day panicking, slowpoke too slow to compute the reality
Even if everyone picks same brands
But always bickering for the luxury brands
And that kind of life is like a Gyro Drop
Now only thing that’s left are high standards and the worn-out body
And thinking he’s an ATM
Even then aiming for Jackpot at Casino Slot
She’s a broken supercar
Leaving behind the BF and riding on a different stolen car
Just leaving like that and now has another man in her arms
And hid the past history under the thin bed sheet.

It's going down in this bittersweet symphony
Don't turn around baby you're going down
In this bittersweet symphony
you're going down down and around
Shopin' shopaholic I'm a superstar
I love diamonds and supercars
Shopin' shopaholic I'm a superstar
I love diamonds and supercars

Shopin' shopaholic I'm a superstar
I love diamonds and supercars
Shopin' shopaholic I'm a superstar
I love diamonds and supercars

Drawn in by the world and screwed up
Just like an answer sheet that’s only half filled
Turn the off TV, those are all virtual images of luxury brands
Since your withering away listen well
Yes I know, you are fashionist
But you can’t buy love or happiness
Always itching for the card or dollar
No matter how much you swipe it’s always not enough

Those atypical ambitions of her’s
And can’t escape from the reality that’s coming in like a mustang
Shopping mall soon will be USA
Those luxury brands are her lifejacket
And her habit, it can be fixed easily
Once it’s fixed she will loose self-consciousness forever
It can’t be rewind back, so better stop it before it’s too late
Someone has to set a blockade on her path

It's going down in this bittersweet symphony
Don't turn around baby you're going down
In this bittersweet symphony
you're going down down and around

I'm going going down...

09. Supreme 100

10. High Technology
translation by: BK of musictology.wordpress or BKJSuh of soompi

Instant communication and it’s automatic,
Everything is go go gadget.
Portal sites are just like Harry Potter: It's a new hip
Disappeared news?
Magic!
Jpeg and avi. FBI who records your cookies
It’s technology, you see
Just B2B and P2P

This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high high
technology.

Appearance doesn’t matter, just fix it. Internet.
It’s nothing but webcams and photoshops.
You are Wendy-Peter Pan too. Within every B.L.O.G
It’s full of melody, memory only increasing day by day
And your capacity decreases

This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high high
technology.

Black & White TV to LED. Films to DVDs
From LP to CD. Anyhow avi AKA dvdrip
Modem to vdsl. Now it’s sophisticated 100mega LAN
Higher velocity then culture, the world that loves DLing.

“Quality” of information, rumination of mad cows
So called “message” artists gives and receives is mere SMS
How could I not be pessimist?
Now, gimme that song free on mp3
Gimme this, gimme that item.
I am technology. Apology?
As if!

This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high high high technology.
This is high
high
technology.

One step, two step, high technology.
One step, two step, high technology.
One step, two step, high technology.
Every step and new step, high technology!
Every step and new step, high technology!
Every step and new step, high technology!
Every step and new step, high technology!

Music, TV, movies goes down, down, down
All artists' arms eaten off, chow chow chow
Never coming soon, everything is now, now, now.
All this autotune, boom boom pow wow wow.

This is high high high
This is high high high
This is high high high
This is high high technology

** Not sure what Tablo was meaning. That particular line can be translated into two or three different ways. I will leave it like that for now.
*** Very misleading translation by me. Literal translation: Every artists are biting arms off, slap slap slap slap [or punch, punch, punch,
punch or in any similar verbs.]

11. Rocksteady (Korean ver.) (feat. Paloalto, Dok2, Beatbox DG, Beenzino)

12. High Skool Dropout (Don't Rebel)

13.

14. Lesson 4 (Tablo's Word)
translation by: BK of musictology.wordpress or BKJSuh of soompi

Lawful laws… There are no Conservatives or Liberals
Anyhow the body with two arms, murder.

One government, new world order
Slaughter. No border. 2000 years of war is a fiction
It's on, son. It ain't about daydreaming or messing around
See, the global recession. Isn't it fun whenever the period recycles?
Let me see, what's on my thoughts?
That's on the top, it's a round of "jenga" game.
Demian, living only in the darkness
get get get get it kid? I pity you for living in the darkness.
(What about them, those people who has'em all? If you give explanation I will listen)
OK, I wanna earn more money (we all know that)
Ok, from a boy to a man, a man to a rich and a rich to man of power.
Those with the powers wants to play God. It's the decision that will be answered with "No, yea…" and become a slave.

I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't know, don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't wanna know. Don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. The truth, I don't wanna hear, I don't wanna hear. I don't know, I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't wanna know, I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear the truth.

You want your business, are you going to store those transactions?
You will get the Triple Six, what you don't believe me?
It's easy. Now imagine the world without any credit.
Can't buy anything nor sell any. With those invisible handcuffs,
Nevertheless, with your kind of figures it's possible
Those statistics, a slave. Okay
Now, your hands full of bills, and
Your body more convent then card s, your body becomes the card.
It'll be super fast. Even with those attitudes it will follow the orders.
If it doesn't follow the orders, just chute it in half like those defective cards.
It's simple, there just isn't enough guns to kill you and I
But there's enough money to tame us.

I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't know, I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't wanna know, I don't wanna hear the truth
I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't know, I don't wanna hear, don't wanna hear. I don't wanna know, I don't wanna hear the truth

The truth is ruthless. Toothless but fanged.
Two-faced bruteness. Roofless in the rain.
The crude taste of sane. A suitcase full of pain.
The truth is truthless. A moot case of blame.

15. Organs. Screams. Televisions.

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