You see da future music I’m the first Iron Third generation hip hop You got snapbacks I got new god [sounds same as Korean traditional hat] Stale rappers All caught by my mixtape Next hitter Supreme Boi Show and prove it Dae Nam Hyup
We keep ballin’ & rollin’ She call me gully My method of running The way I want But you can’t do this
Full of prejudices and notions Hip hop is dead Fight for your freedom I’ll be at the forefront
Swayed by the system All are well-tamed dogs Clench your fists Trust yourself Cut off the leash Put ya fist in the air
Cut off the leash Put ya fist in the air
I’m the calories Of rappers that are full Call me stress The acid rain that will make your boss’s head bald Very cost-effective I kill your idols alone Don’t get too serious Sorry, angry fans
Plastic surgery monster rappers Competing as to who’s prettier Monotonous raps And shows are all f*ckin’ bullsh*t Can’t control me My behaviors and moves E-Sens (this sense) that is unpredictable Study by listening to Hyung’s music I reset your role models
Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off
Cut off the leash Put ya fist in the air
Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off Jump off
Cut off the leash Cut off the leash Cut off the leash Put ya fist in the air
Gimme right now
Cut off the leash Cut off the leash Right now
Gimme right now
Cut off the leash Put ya fist in the air
You’re gonna see the future I break down every wall I’ll be a god when I reach ya baby When I touch ya