Still Freestylin’ – BIG Naughty (서동현)

Yeah I’m riding over loop
Feels like I'm on a trip
Our booth is like
A bustling airport
Fk cabin crew
It's just us
One free drink
Moët sippin’ on juice

Yeah we riding over loop
High spirits
Our booth is like
A bustling airport
Fk cabin crew
It's just us
One free drink
Moët sippin’ on juice

It was my middle school dream
To spit raps on a track with the hyungs
I’m a rapper
Answer that at the immigration desk
Around my second year of high school
When working on the H1GHR compilation
I legally skipped academy for the studio
Ransom at the very top
When I say "Put your hands up"
The audience starts singing along right away
That’s how I spent my twenties
Damn it
That's how I worked on the album with Milli hyung
I'm sorry to those I disappointed, but what can I do?
This foolish and clumsy side, it’s all me
Even this unripe and bitter side of me
I can’t bring myself to ask you to love it
But I’ll probably become an adult someday, maybe

Until then
I’ll keep making mistakes and repeating them
What you know
about (me)
My loving mother
Told me not to swear
But I lightly ignored her words

Imma Imma living legend
Lost the first trial
But I don't need Kim & Chang
As long as I have beat and rhyme
We go wild
We gon slide
Move right now
Turning fans into haters, and haters into fans
That’s my charm
I was lonely at the top
So lonely
Slipping up was my dumb play, come blame on
Test me you’ll never
find a single drop of steroid
My escape route was tightly blocked

But
officially I’m back
Contrary to all your expectations
I feel more at ease, starting again from zero
Stacking up again
I keep it steady and awake
108 stairs no elevator I don’t care

Up in the sky
I do the dougie
Dancing even in the worst situations, I'm motivated
No more debating
Does this bring me profit if not money?
No, it ain’t bout it

Ay yo bches I’m still freestylin’
On the downhill, on the slope
Even if things go south, I kept it cocky
Who’s the one killing it? It’s who

Ay yo bches I’m still freestylin’
On the downhill, on the slope
Even if things go south, I kept it cocky
Who’s the one killing it? It’s who

When I say I’m freestylin’
I ain’t talking bout rap
I do whatever I want
And hope the money follows
All or nothing, hit or miss
Imma hit that st like it’s back door
Just going with the flow, that’s LIFE
By the end of life, we’ll probably know
Who was fast and who was slow
That's not what's important
It's who manifested at the end

I put reflection into this tape
I set a feast on our table
Be aware these demons got snake‘s venom
I hear rattle I’ve been to battle
And to myself, who's looking for plausible excuses
After turning down opportunities, I give a sentence
Even if I fill my sins, the beat pack, and my hungry stomach
On this life that can't be filled, I’m freestylin’