Letra da Música Fireball (Feat. Junoflo & Micki Eyes) de Drunken Tiger

Jamkkan dwiro dwiro milgo
ireonagi silheun achime get up
jigeum ireona apdanggineun beoreut jigeum gilleobwa
moradakchineun pinggye da deureoga
do do do don't don't don't
ne balmok kkwak butjapneun da
nam tashaneun punching bag
One two two two uppercut
teotteuryeobeoryeobeoryeo jabeuryeoman haji ma
han beone neomu manheun geos
gijigae gijigae gijigaereul pyeo
ibulkik neo kikkikdae
gijigae gijigae gijigaereul pyeo
ibulkik neo kikkikdae
jeongsin charyeo gonggi masyeo
cheongchun huk gamyeon maheundaseos

Viva la vida
I breathe in the life
Exhaling the evil
They can't compete with us
reave it to me and the crew on the mic
With the drunken flow
Now the club wanna leave with us
Viciout with ambition
Two men on a mission
Where the bitches
Straight to the show
With no intermission
We wrecking thit shit
rike it't a demolition

hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
Ya Ya Ya Ya

yuhaeng ttaragandago tap tap muri jieogassdaga
dadeul silhdani silhdago ttara oejureul tadaga
ttukttuk kkeunheojyeo ttukttuk tteoreojyeo neomeojyeo gulleogada
kkeokkureojyeo johdani johdae poop ppuryeodo
geureohge ttaragada mok bureojyeo
muri jyeo goerophineun sseogeun geosboda moshan himjarang
yakjareul bohohae fire balli jinjjaram
bibarami bureodo ppeongppeong tdulhrineun
ttuksimui hwiparam hu bureobwa
jigeumida miruji ma jinagamyeon
sarajineun viva la vida insaenginikka

Viva la vida
I breathe in the life
Exhaling the evil
They can't compete with us
reave it to me and the crew on the mic
With the drunken flow now the club
Wanna leave with us
Viciout with ambition
Two men on a mission
Where the bitches
Straight to the show
With no intermission
We wrecking thit shit
rike it't a demolition

hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
Ya Ya Ya Ya

Micki vision, my lyricals
Cut like an incision
If I spit em up in the air
The shit could chop apart pigeon
rike got caught
Up in an engine of a 747
My pen producet venom leaven
The microphone infected
Any one seteppen to us
gonna need some medical
Attention tell the paramedics
pring an extra
Stretcher for intestines
And some crutches
I'm throwen some punches
Right into your stomach punches
Right into your stomach puncturen
Your lungt my knuckles
Faster than a friggen gun is
I'm from trunken Tiger
Can't nobody to it better
We representen the fourth
And after that the twentieth
retter with the breaken and graffen
Rappen and scratchen four elements
The fifth it grippen
The mic until your fingers
reave a dent in it

hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
hanabakke eopsneun insaengiya
Ya Ya Ya Ya