‘Frankly I dreamt of 8mile every night when I was young.
The sound of the radio from the olden days is fading (Fade out)
It’s gradually changing
The certain anguish is a chain of unfamiliar questions
Without my knowledge
My heart is extremely being bitten into by my bitter indomitable spirit.
(Man) I’m the strong and sometimes harmful nicotine and tar, like
Like Marlboro red. Soon the curtain will go up
The show has begun. Uh, Uh, Uh, stop me
My bad temper? Yeah, everyday, I’m macho.
Amateurs, fall into step with me
Called Number 1, the outer covering of misdeeds…
Disclose it honestly. This is a letter of darkness.
Rushing 400km, my endless speed punch
The end, I don’t care, Buck Wild Steelo My rules.
Let’s go loco. You and me blastin’
(Yeah yo) Uh oh uh oh, just look at me
The inflated anticipation (turns into bubbles)
The inflated anticipation, eventually I become a victim
Yes or no no no
Ask or again (Yo)
Let’s go or not go (What)
Uh oh uh oh, (What) Just look at me’
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