B-Free - Who The F*ck Is U lyrics

[English Translation] [Verse 1: Jay Park] I said ugh This music scene is going backwards What? It discriminates the real artists Guys put on makeup thicker than girls They dye their hairs like girls and say it's manly WTF? I'm not "pretending" to do hiphop This isn't "acting" or "a concept", whatever I do it's hiphop If you do f**ing childish things and think it's cool, you're mistaken If you've done this for a while, then move out the way From now on till forever, it's our turn I said, b*tch Look and see if you can find a contract like ours Don't hesitate and switch to us If you really like music, come follow us b*tch no substituting AOMG turn up we stupid Above ordinary muhf**ing music Recognize and follow the movement b*tch [Hook: Jay Park] I'm a hustler on my grind yeah that's what I do Putting on for my team yeah we getting that loot I'm real and these fake dudes tryna act cool Real recognize real b**h, who the f*ck is you? Who the f*ck is you? Who the, who the f*ck is you? (x4) [Verse 2: B-FREE] Damn, so many scary people in this world So unhappy but they don't let it show, putting on a mask in front of others Then they go home and talk sh** in front of their computers If I have something to say, I'll say it to your faces: You're a f**ing b**h, go s** a dick, go s** a dick You can say I don't know hiphop but I can't stand the girly sh** you're doing Your idiot rap, your soulless songs, it makes me sick You and your CEO manipulating charts have k**ed Korean music I'm hiphop not kpop, f** you and your company Kpop is like a crazy zoo and your CEO is your zookeeper Raised like pets, are you that crazy for attention? This ain't Life of Pi, I'm a wild tiger, I'll eat you all up Like k.dot I go "do do"! at your whole crew what you gonna do? I ain't social, piss off, don't act close to me, step back I don't know you Dirty PDs, f** you TV, f** you panel, f** you, f** the world Welcome to new Seoul Hi-lite AOMG we'll flip this game over [Hook] [Verse 3: TAKE ONE] Everyone's working hard for nothing, a man's honor is as good as his bond Take some time and reflect on yourself, then you'll know But you just write down lyrics without meaning Those lines are a sin, go watch the noose and suffocation at the concerts Hey you smart high schoolers, write some lyrics for them They don't know, they're dumber than middle schoolers The number of likes and followers have become more important Can't help it, that's what feeds them I wonder how long this taste will last until they fall Since they place more value in connections than sk**s Since the public hasn't even felt my beat yet Since the public only wants good looks Those brothels are disguised with dance and song I go to the broadcast companies but there's no senior to greet me Write down our names, B-FREE, Take One, Jay Park We'll never dye, we're a different color, green I [Verse 4: Jay Park] If you knew how much I made, you'll be shocked Your faces would turn bitter Living so well that my stomach is about to explode f** all your raps, pretending to be hard, cursing in your poor English You're the ones who make our culture look fake All of you ba*tards piss off, piss off (Distorted Voice) Aight b**h I'll show you You think that sh**'s funny? You're k**ing the culture "Park Jae Bum, he can't rap, he's just an idol Hiphop is unpopular on TV so he got kicked out to AOMG" But now hiphop is "popular" and you all come to use it? Know this You hire ghostwriters, wear trendy clothes and just imitate the feel We're fools who only know hiphop, money makers to other companies Artists these days are too trapped in their companies So they lose their senses and make no improvements Everyone's so busy looking at each others Thinking "it's hiphop if it looks cool on the outside" Cutting down the value of hiphop with weird music If this is you, I have something to say: Please snap out of it And I ain't even done yet, I said: Everyone and anyone is releasing diss tracks to get their names known I hope what you're spitting out is real, spit out what's real Shout out to the real ones (hiphop) we're the leaders Real recognize real, don't have to say it cause we know Wait, do I... do I know you? I don't know you son what?!