CYPHER PT.2 [English translation]

Because of who? Because of J-Hope

Because of who? Because of Rap Mon

Again, because of who? Because of Suga

All of the style and flow is because of Bang Tan

The kids who will lead the 21st

century Hallyu has started to play

We’re seven wolves,

gathering the lambs with a trap

We pull through all the broken rap from now on

We keep driving forward, giants on the beats

Bang Tan cypher right here, psycho right here

Whoever’s in the ring, we’ll win, rap fighter right here

I’ll say hi, you’ll say bye, a burnt tire, we’re different

Fire, hot choir, captivating K-Pop like PSY

My rap is huge, I’ll say right in your ear, bug that

Our riots got successively stronger

Don’t need long explanations, just explain with a rap

BTS, follow the leader, let’s go now

What

I’m a rap wiper, a complete psycho, if I’m a dicer,

then I have all the dice

Cypher, if you’re nice, I’m nicer

If you’re Pride, then I’m a Chrysler,

that means I’mma priceless

Who are you to judge my rap? Rapper?

This is One Piece, I’m a Whitebeard,

you just have long beards like catfish, bucket

Hehe haha, honk honk, 300 per hour

I’m going through the process of working hard

I won’t discriminate but catch them all,

tombstone, knock knock knock out

Fire in the hole beat BING BING POW POW,

you’ll cry and look for your dad

My voice constricts the voices of the plain rappers

at all times, like the PC cafe closing

This is a kingdom, I’m a king, you’re dumb

I’m chew you and swallow, you’re bubblegum

On top of the running man is the flying man

On top of the flying man

is the one who rides on him

That’s me, beat, a badder guy than Rain

Like rags, I just hang it up, after I play with it,

I rip up your eardrums, boom boom boom

This is the curse of my dawn, a nightmare, a riot,

serial murder, theft, doom doom doom

You’re like a Katalk with

no friends, no reason to look

Did you already wet your pants?

Sorry, there’s no bathroom

I’m commanding you, let go of the mic and get up

Just do the “chun” because you have no “shil”1

I’ll push you out because I really don’t like you

I’m good at sewing, putting it into practice

I’m growling right now, you’re in a bit of danger

Just do the “yeon,” like I said, you have no “shil”2

Rise and rise to the sky

but get ripped, Fuck it, I’ve forgotten you

My voice, my hegemony, I made it from one to ten

I put the whole world on my tongue

I play with big boys, I ain’t spittin low sh

On the CD or the TV, you can see me,

envy me, it’s a pity, gee gee

Bitch I’mma monster I rap with a prospect,

yeah I rap with a mindset I’m a suspect

Sucka where yo rhymes at where you lines at?

I’m da king, I’m the god

so where ma emperors at?

I parachute on my Neverland,

I’mma peter pan, so this will never end

You know when I ride on my G5

you sit first class and satisfy and I keep giggling

Keep gigglin, keep jigglin,

bring yo fucking mic beat wanna have a go?

Hyungs who are sick with pride and

strange beliefs get lost after 8 measures

You old caterpillars,

I’ll give you this beat, give it a try

Hey, start talking when you can start rapping

There should be a law restricting you from rapping

Because of who? Because of J-Hope

Because of who? Because of Rap Mon

Again, because of who? Because of Suga

Us three gather together and

shout out a new generation

Because of J-Hope

Because of who? Because of Rap Mon

Again, because of who? Because of Suga

The next batter will rap on top of this beat

My domain is dopeman.com, scolded many with a mic

Speech and action are like shackles,

my crime is assault with my tongue

You’re so bad ever since you were born

If you’re gonna whine about this beat, just leave

Look at the arrogance of the hip-hop con artists

When you were playing underground,

BTS was playing at ground level

Compared to you who sleeps all night,

I’m a workaholic, shoppaholic

Overspending on my pens that are more in number than

your fans, if I go all in and shoot, it’s a goal in

Goal in, I’m ballin, when I hear your rap,

I’m about to throw up

My voice even bewitches your girlfriend

The studio is my playground,

my partner is a pen and paper

You think being escorted makes you powerful,

I hope you put down your mic

If I’m the sun, you’re the moon,

because when I rise, you go down

All you hip-hip designer brand bastards,

come down from the foamy bubbles

Hey you brats, your crappy rap is a burden to others

Take a break and wait, just go to Hawaii, go home

See how far I go, all the rotten roots will be replaced

Everyone, let’s play a game,

without efforts, you’ll just be grieving

You think you can do music?

Just go look for a part-time job

Although your short and thin career

will get you nowhere I hope you survive,

keep rotting away, that’s your label

Your life is like a mudfish, your rap is recycled

You save up and divide up the flow,

write it up and use it again

Hey beat, know that you’re embarrassing,

just with 24 measures, you lay down sick

Compared to your size, your rap is so thin

Like your parents, my heart hurts every time I see you

I’ll put a period at the artery of your music career