MANKILLERS(HITOKIRI) TRANSLATED BY YUKO ASANUMA,BEN POWELL

Selfish words and crime of unlawful musical preparation, Susukino of smoke and snow, all green
Cross-eyed tamed handler, mankillers, O-RESIDENT and ILL-BOSSTINO
In the reality of accumulated truth, we settle the floor and drop it dirty
Unjust killers, bitter, illegal, WE'RE TBHR
Out the SP GHETTO, the MOST WANTED, gracefully judge you right in your face
Fight the amnesia of the frontal lobe, zen dialogue intensive meditation method
MIT's VIP class MIC, close my eyes and show you my calligraphy skills
Aromatic THC goes at a trot, chased by psilocybin
In the capillaries blood begins to flow backwards, potential abilities link up one after another
Joining up to become a great river, I'll show you my tensity before I reach its delta
To be beaten down or become recognised, I only wish that you last longer than your predecessor
The FRESH and unstoppable stranger, my counter attacks as distinctive as Beckham's
POT DIGGER, BUDDHA STICK and ZIG ZAG in my pocket, infallible skills make it reach 6500/g
We cultivate borders in deserted lands, I feel like a top runner far ahead of the pack
Vivid blue MASSIVE hitting straight to the cerebrum, this is where you experience elightenment
Not into temporary 'SAY HO!' shows, no different to those who enjoy Para Parappa dancing

It's the working season for hunting gimmicks, Travis likes to dis all crappy hip hop
I chose to become a heel out of choice, just one of the indees from the North

MCs who have been compared with me are unfortunate, I see you trembling, I bet all your plans are maladjusted
After all, you remain in second place, fortunate enough to believe in your dream for just a moment
I'm the rapper with three red eyes, the northern battle front is no joke, there's no pause
The lowest unit of the GOOD MUSIC organization, now it's the orient's turn to invade the West
A real-life game unlike fake swordfights or sports, the beat is a taught tight rope
A clash of indivisible thought circuits, ying and yang, high and low, twisting hydro
A life with a pen's calling is amazing, why don't you let me buy all the words you never use?
The only criteria here is good or bad, I have the best guards to protect me
Everytime anything happens you only whine in defeat, if I say this, you say that, cynics say this when I say that
The fact is when you hear me it's like you've been scolded, proof that my words come from reality
'Only I am holy', directly shipping the poisoned disc, I stab you with Concord and sit in your memory
A man with an encyclopedia hidden on his tongue, intent on a true revolution without compromise
Yesterday's friend is also a lovable enemy, take the jokes from the scene's mood maker
FUCK YOU 1ST KILL YOU LATER, just please don't become a stripper Mr Entertainer

Camouflaged by the black curtain, Tha Blue Herb style, enter through your ear drums and snatch away your five senses


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