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Where I'm from "Han" is the name we gave to struggle and pain This river, runs through our city like it runs through our veins To us, It's the one thing above all things Money, love, gods and kings It's what's driving us be it ahead or insane We said Shotgun to it, Wishing That it takes us, navigates us to a better living It's with us cramped up in a bus Subways, our schools and our building It's the price that's our "아빠"'s Paid to buy food for the children It sits at the bottom of the pot when our "엄마"'s got that hot "된장국" in the kitchen On and on, it makes us hustle on For the money, we fight, fall but overcome That's why we call it "Won" "Han" is spoken yet unspoken We could be broke but never broken It made my father work the graveyard shift And still makes his graveyard shift And that's that shit right there What you call "Soul" is a city right here From "홍대" to Bedstuy, we're Born from the same pain shed alike tears, yeah Some call it pain, we call it "사랑", man Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate, yeah And that's that shit right there 누가 뭐래도 내 심장에 자리잡은 도시, 날 깨우는 아침의 소리 밤의 빛 right here (right here, right here, right here) Some call it pain, we call it "사랑", man Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't related, yeah

Yeah, Been rap supreme It is only right how I tax a fiend Been handing out styles, no that ain't free The most adapt to green, without the greed I deserve honors, lots of furs and designers Tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihana While I puff ganja Then forget all my drama Like I ain't got no fuxking problems man this money keep piling in B.I.G said it Mo' money mo' headaches Know he looking down like, "Oh, so now you get it?" Yes I do, it's best you too I take the money from you then invest in my crew These chest moves, you couldn't guess what's next too I heard the night creepin' up with the next moon Somewhere round next June, Somewhere we vex too At the fact that these raps more like vegetables to you But im livin sweet I got the juice Sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin too Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami Look like Dej Loaf Catch a body if ya try me She so sexy, got a deadly appearance She dressed up and killed herself in the mirror Good lord help me The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie

And that's that shit right there Another j blown in the mist right there A sunny day won't make this pic clear For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air, yeah This one for pain, this one for the hate Middle finger to you lames You broke ass niggas you can't relate, yeah And that's that shit right there Another j blown in the mist right there A sunny day won't make this pic clear For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air, yeah This one for the pain, this one for the hate Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate, yeah