Yeah, yeah
Ayo, Jin, it's time
It's time, Jin (aight, Jin, begin)
Straight out the black dungeons of rap
The dior drops deep as does my fan
I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the army of plan
Beyond the walls of lil meow meows, life is defined
I think of RapMonster from B T S when I'm in a Daegu state of mind
Hope the score got some core
My rapport don't like no dirty war
Run up to the store and get the door
In a Daegu state of mind
What more could you ask for? The big dior?
You complain about bighit
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the store
I'm rappin' to the cat
And I'm gonna move your mat
Comfy, married, lifeless, like a rock
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a stock
I can't take the bighit, can't take the fan
I woulda tried to rest I guess I got no pan
I'm rappin' to the mat
And I'm gonna move your cat
Yea, yaz, in a Daegu state of mind
When I was young my army had a talk
I waz kicked out without no walk
I never thought I'd see that clock
Ain't a soul alive that could take my army's stock
A pointy map is quite the app
Thinking of RapMonster from B T S. Yaz, thinking of RapMonster from B T S (RapMonster from B T S)