나는 내 인생을 모두 요구해왔다
어쩌면 평생 동안 내 문제에 대한 해결책을 찾을 수 없습니다
MAP OF THE SOUL : PERSONA 「Lyrics」 - BTS
BTS (방탄소년단) MAP OF THE SOUL : PERSONA _ Persona
나는 내 인생을 모두 요구해왔다
어쩌면 평생 동안 내 문제에 대한 해결책을 찾을 수 없습니다
내가 몇 마디로 대답 할 수 있다면
하나님은 아름다움을 묘사하는 무수한 단어를 창조하지 않으실 것입니다
How you feel? 지금 어떻게 느끼니?
사실, 나는 매우 행복하다. 그러나 나는 조금 불편하다
나는 개나 돼지인지 아직도 모르겠다
다른 누군가가 나에게 진주 목걸이를 찾아왔다
나는 전에보다 더 자주 웃는다
한 번 슈퍼 영웅이되는 꿈
마침내 이제는 실현 될 것으로 보인다
그러나 더 많이 갈수록 소음이 증가합니다
누군가는 나를 더 빨리달라고 말했습니다. 어떤 사람들은 저에게 천천히 가라고했습니다
그는이 숲을 보라고 나에게 그 꽃을 보길 원했습니다
내 그림자, 나는 주저한다
나는 그를 주저하게되었다
주목 받고있는 사람들이 자주 등장합니다
뜨거운 태양 아래에서 안개가 나를 쳐다보고있다
왜 당신이 가수가되고 싶어하는지 잊었습니까?
나는 누군가가 당신의 노래를 경청 할 때마다 행복했었다
때때로 이러한 말도 안되는 소리
당신은 또한 당신이 술에 취해있을 때 작성된 것들이 충분히 순진하다는 것을 알고 있습니다
어떤 종류의 음악에 대해 이야기하니?
어떤 종류의 춤을 추는가?
당신은 기대할 가치가 없습니다
왜 너는 일종의 사람이되는거야?
나는 나의 단점을 알고있다, 아마 그것은 나의 모든 것이다
사실, 나는 서투르다, 나는 전혀 신경 쓰지 않는다
이제 나는 더 이상 두려워하지 않고 매일 밤 많은 시간을 보냅니다
처음부터 바꿀 수없는 버릇을 되 찾으십시오
이 시간에 원래 질문에 대해 생각할 때마다
내 이름과 그 앞에 형용사
So I'm askin' once again yeah
Who the hell am I?
Tell me all your names baby
Do you wanna die?
Oh do you wanna go?
Do you wanna fly?
Where's your soul? Where's your dream?
Do you think you're alive?
My name is "R"
나는 사람들이 나에 대해 아는 것을 기억한다
나는 내 자신을 표현하기 위해 창조했다
그래, 아마 나는 숨어 있었을거야
어쩌면 대중을 괴롭 히곤했을지도 몰라
그러나 나는 부끄러워하지 않습니다. 이것은 내 영혼의지도입니다
친애하는
절대 온도를 떨어 뜨려서는 안됩니다
따뜻할 필요가없고, 무관심 할 필요는 없습니다
때때로 위선자
나는 내 방향의 표준을 수립하고 싶다
나는 나와 함께 있고 싶어
나를 열망하는 사람들
나는 너를 사랑해
그리고 내가 만든 건
나에게 웃으면 서 때때로 울음
매 순간마다 호흡하고있는 사람
Persona
Who the hell am I?
I just wanna go
I just wanna fly
I just wanna give you all the voices 'til I die
I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry
Persona
Who the hell am I?
I just wanna go
I just wanna fly
I just wanna give you all the voices 'til I die
I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry
MAP OF THE SOUL : PERSONA 「Lyrics」 - English Translation - BTS
‘Who am I’ the question I had my whole life
The question which I probably won’t find an answer to my whole life
If I were answerable with a few mere words
Then God wouldn’t have created all these various beauties
How you feel? How’re you feeling right now?
Actually I’m real good but a little uncomfortable
I’m still not so sure if I’m a dog or a pig or what else
But then other people come out and put the pearl necklace on me
Ptui!
I laugh more than I did before
I dreamt of becoming a superhero
Now it feels like I really became one
But as it goes on there’s so much blabbering
One says ‘run’ another says ‘stop’
This one says ‘look at the forest’ that one says ‘look at the wild flower’
My shadow, I wrote and called it 'hesitation'
It has never hesitated after becoming that
It keeps appearing under the stage or the light
Keeps glaring at me scorchingly like a heat wave (oh shit)
Hey have you already forgotten why you even started this
You were just digging it that someone was listening
Sometimes everything sounds like freakin' nonsense
You know what comes out of you when you're drunk.. like immaturity
Someone like me ain't good enough for music
Someone like me ain't good enough for the truth
Someone like me ain't good enough for a calling
Someone like me ain't good enough to be a muse
The flaws of mine that I know
Maybe that's all I've got really
The world is actually not interested in my clumsiness at all
The regrets that I don't even get sick of anymore
I tumble with them every night until I'm disgusted
And twist the irreversible time habitually
There's something that raised me up again every time
The first question
The three syllables of my name and the word 'but' that should come before any of those
So I'm askin' once again yeah
Who the hell am I?
Tell me all your names baby
Do you wanna die?
Oh do you wanna go?
Do you wanna fly?
Where's your soul? where's your dream?
Do you think you're alive?
I don't know man
But I know one thing
My name is RM
The 'me' that I remember and people know
The 'me' that I created myself to vent out
Yeah maybe I have been deceiving myself
Maybe I've been lying
But I'm not embarrassed anymore this is the map of my soul
Dear myself
You must never lose your temperature
Cuz you don't need to be neither warm nor cold
Though I might sometimes be hypocritical or pretend to be evil
This is the barometer of my direction I want to keep
The 'me' that I want myself to be
The 'me' that people want me to be
The 'me' that you love
And the 'me' that I create
The 'me' that's smiling
The me that's sometimes in tears
Vividly breathing each second and every moment even now
Persona
Who the hell am I
I just wanna go
I just wanna fly
I just wanna give you all the voices till I die
I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry
Persona
Who the hell am I
I just wanna go
I just wanna fly
I just wanna give you all the voices till I die
I just wanna give you all the shoulders when you cry
Uh, peep me in a Jeep two deep
It's just me and my heat, y'all wanna take anything, leave boy sleep
No such thing as free, uh
Folk act tough but they ain't got shit on me (Woo)
No Such Thing As Free 「Lyrics」 - Yelawolf
Uh, peep me in a Jeep two deep
It's just me and my heat, y'all wanna take anything, leave boy sleep
No such thing as free, uh
Folk act tough but they ain't got shit on me (Woo)
Rappers all good but they ain't got shit on me
[Chorus: Caskey]
Trunk music
Shit, you can bump to it
Pull her up to it
Try me one time and you can't undo it
They ain't got shit on me
Trunk music, huh
Rappers all good but they ain't got shit on me
[Interlude]
Motherfuckers need to quit talking all that crazy shit
How much girls, drugs they got
Give a fuck about none of that shit
[Verse 1: Caskey]
Ayy, I don't care how much dope you sellin'
You should care more about the hoes that you tellin'
Dirt, leather soft, I'm reppin'
Always gotta ride with a weapon
Spent too much time outside with the felons
Daddy was an outlaw, ride with the eightball
Guns in the ride, we ain't talking 'bout paintball
Don't mean I won't get in the paint
Know last rapper that I came for got mangled (Got mangled)
Left him bloody in the streets, paramedic company
That's a pair of scary crackers, your cup of tea
Cunt, you were smiling, try not fuck with me, yeah
Yelawolf, black sheep, blacking out on sleep
Blackout curtains for the heat
Black is what is underneath
Try to come swim with the shark but the water is getting too deep
And I gotta get in my feast
I get ahead of myself when I talk about y'all
Like you know I got the skill to compete
Still I don't miss a beat, riding with Pistol Pete
Two felonies and a misdeme'
Study the folks who tried me before you
'Cause like them you gonna be history
[Chorus: Caskey]
Trunk music
Shit, you can bump to it
Pull her up to it
Try me one time and you can't undo it
No such thing as free, uh
Trunk music, uh
Rappers all cool but they ain't got shit on me
[Interlude: Doobie]
But they ain't got shit on Doobie!
[Verse 2: Doobie]
Peep me in my bag like a basket of Peeps
Off of cocaine and an Advil relief
Y'all cannot fool me, boy, I laugh to the bank
I'm the shit with the stain
Ridin' around in a tank in a tanktop
Knife on my leg, hoping one of y'all namedrop
Fuck what you heard, we them boys and you ain't hot
Fuck what you heard, we them boys and you ain't hot
Watch 'em pop up out the blue, that's a Percocet
Tryna stay cool but it's hot in this turtleneck, ooh
I hurdle a herd of sheep in my sleep
Before I woke up in bed, I took a leak
Bedwetter, trendsetter
Dead center of the attention and finna get better
Turn that pussy into wet weather
Is it hailing or it's meth weather?
Why do you inhale it? It make the sex better
Huffing a line, covered in hives
Walking on glass, breaking the ice
Money got me rolling like dice
Molly got me rolling like dice
Paid the price, I gave my life
My heart and soul, I won the fight
We on a roll, I'm on a roll
I'm rolling by, four front tires, so inspired
Raised the bar, I'm on the rise, it's
[Chorus: Caskey]
Trunk music
Shit, you can bump to it
Pull her up to it
Try me one time and you can't undo it
No such thing as free, uh
Trunk music, uh
Rappers all cool but they ain't got shit on me
[Interlude: Yelawolf]
Yeah, check out my boots, bitch
Hahahaha
Yeah
[Verse 3: Yelawolf]
I just left a thrift shop with a Ziploc full of new rings
Got a few things for the miss, I got no bling on the wristwatch
That denim vest, put that top rock of that vintage New York hip-hop
Where the funk at? Y'all lost that
Too much trap, not enough style
Too much go, not enough slow
Too much blow, not enough pot
Two months ago now it's old school
I'm like, fuck that shit, no, it's not
Look, you don't want it with the posse, pussy
Not me, try me, push me
Pull up on your fucking block, we mopping
Got you sloppy, gushy
Mafia, mafia, Slumerican is the mafia
And I am not being cocky but Slumerican is unstoppable
Give a fuck 'bout that Glock you tote, even my mama got pistols
You should be more afraid of Mama Wolf if you let that clip go
Gang, gang
Never snorted Columbian, bang, bang
But I snorted enough glue to knock a few screws loose
And the rails up off my train
That Ozzy Osbourne, why's he always going?
Lying ass rappers, not a rider, boy
I'm a rider for the music I perform
Got another tour, know what I did it for?
Family handing me bills
Enemies handing me grills
Can I be young and concealed?
Know I'm an animal seer
Only presented with thrills
So don't pretend to be real
Rappers are getting you killed
Punking you out of a deal
Suckered you out of the bill
Then owe the real thing
I'm the real thing
I will kill dreams
Freddy Krueger with the Ruger pumped into you
What's the music?
Trunk music
