POP IS CRYIN’ – BewhY (비와이)

I follow, they spit
No more excuses or blaming for me now
Bride rides next to the groom
The enemy provokes a beating

Purple cup
Slow sip, I don rush
Toast to the night
Drank when I must
Pocket three times more money, stack the cash
The tongue that tells me to be poor
Shut your mouth

A circle inside the palm
To Marx and Kim Jong-un, this is Opium or Ecstasy

Stigmata bliss
Tongue skidamarink
Full of problems, so answers are aplenty
I drop low for the hole with the feet

If everything I believed in was a setup
I spit on the forehead and eyes pierced with thorns
After death and cremation, I almost became hell's firewood
There is only one who can censor me
The color of the blood spilled from the rib is Samdasoo water

I follow, they spit
No more excuses or blaming for me now
Bride rides next to the groom
The enemy provokes a beating

STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA

STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA

Blow with fire, my bank account blows
After labor, my bank account glows
Day and night, AM and PM
White noise to put the baby to sleep
Go out and collect money, style is tax collector
Don't count how much it is, she stays up all night
Addition subtraction, addition subtraction
In the early morning, my daughter wakes up from sleep

The sent one looks for the sender
My self-introduction has changed quite a bit
A B Y Ω
My beginning and end are next to the beginning and end

In the West by day, in the East by night
They call me the star of the West Sea neighborhood
Now I leave the neighborhood and come to the riverside, when I see
People from that neighborhood, I say long time no see after pulling out the invitation

IX reigning over my head
Watch over me, higher than a CCTV
Next to the maternity ward, next to the baby
Stack more income for them
Why force-share my wealth, damn communism

I follow, they spit
No more excuses or blaming for me now
Bride rides next to the groom
The enemy provokes a beating

STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA

STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA
STIGMATA