Ask the sky (하늘에게 물어봐) (Feat. Dynamic Duo)

Written by Dynamic Duo
Composed by Gaeko
Arranged by Gaeko
October 24, 2003
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Korean:

그래 넌 쉽게 말해 좆밥 행렬의 주동자. 네온사인 가득한 밤거리로
주로가 골빈 여자애들 몇 명 데려나 놓고 푼돈 꽤나 주고 놀아나.
부모가 애지중지 키워 놓으니 되려 애비 주머니 탈탈 털어 쳐 집어넣어..
욕정과 술에 만취된 니 꼬라지에 나 자꾸만 나와 헛구역질.
삶은 온통 다 구라 100%, 쌈은 언제나 야구 배트로,
넌 늘 그렇듯이 단 하룻 밤을 자도 상대는 언제나 기네스 펠트로..
Makeup을 떡칠하고 떡을치러나가네~ 처음 보는 오빠들과 순식간에 떡이돼.
날이 밝은 후에 후회하면 늦다네.. 남은건 텅빈 지갑 그리고 젖은 콘돔!
수북히 쌓인 신용카드 요금 청구서 때문에 몸팔아!
짧은 치마 조금 걷고서 불쌍한 인간아!! 넌 뭐가 될래 where your soul?
니가 태우는 담배처럼 재가될래 새가될래 왜 휩쓸려다녀 뭐가 남아
니 인생에 망치로 상처란 못을 박아 니 가슴에 보나마나 뻔하잖아
Don't do that! 니 목에 목걸이가 니 목을 끊는 단두내! 좆까 what you got!
하늘에게 물어봐! 좆까 what you got! 보나마나 뻔하잖아! 좆까 what you got!
잔소리마라 너는 바나나! 가나다라마바사 아! what you got! Oh well...
what, what you got? Oh well... what, what you got? Oh well...
what, what you got? Oh well... what, what you got? shut the fuck up!
넌 삼성동에 잘나가는 사장의 son, 언제나 편해 돈으로 쌓아가는 성!
역시 니 삶에 법은 없지. 섬기는 것이 돈이기 때문에 니 상상 속엔
'God is me' 비싼 Ivy University 학비 투자 했던 부자 부모님의 돈은 그저 숫자!
차, 구찌, 프라다, 몇 백만원 값의 술잔. tattoo가 사치를 상징하면 넌 야쿠자!
졸업 후에 '낙하산'을 타도~ 넌 그저 바람의 노예! 삶을 스쳐가고..
피카소 그림처럼 Q삐뚤어진 니 생활의 각도를 똑바로 고치고 살아, 제발!!
들으나 마나 매번 똑같이 반복될 이야기. 너의 그녀가 오늘 니 주먹을 피하길!
넌 매일 니가 칠 사기에 신중을 기하지 이젠 질렸지 아니 이젠 그 빌어먹을 입 닫지?
니가 빛어냈던 새털 같은 거짓과, 기가 막히도록 엮어낸 엉킨털실과 같은 오해의 조각들로
만든 피난지속에서 넌! 예고된 파멸 속에서 넌! 언제나 홀로걸어.
외로움에 떨어. 오늘도 너의 여자친구에게 전활걸어,
그녀를 불러대고, 울려대, 또 주먹을 휘둘러대. 그런게 너의 삶이야. 씨발놈아!!

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Romanization:

geulae neon swibge malhae jojbab haenglyeolui judongja. neonsain gadeughan bamgeolilo
juloga golbin yeojaaedeul myeoch myeong delyeona nohgo pundon kkwaena jugo nolana.
bumoga aejijungji kiwo noheuni doelyeo aebi jumeoni taltal teoleo chyeo jibeoneoheo..
yogjeonggwa sule manchwidoen ni kkolajie na jakkuman nawa heosguyeogjil.
salmeun ontong da gula 100%, ssameun eonjena yagu baeteulo,
neon neul geuleohdeusi dan halus bameul jado sangdaeneun eonjena gineseu pelteulo..
Makeupeul tteogchilhago tteogeulchileonagane~ cheoeum boneun oppadeulgwa sunsiggane tteogidwae.
nali balgeun hue huhoehamyeon neujdane.. nameungeon teongbin jigab geuligo jeojeun kondom!
subughi ssahin sinyongkadeu yogeum cheongguseo ttaemune mompala!
jjalbeun chima jogeum geodgoseo bulssanghan ingana!! neon mwoga doellae where your soul?
niga taeuneun dambaecheoleom jaegadoellae saegadoellae wae hwibsseullyeodanyeo mwoga nama
ni insaenge mangchilo sangcheolan moseul baga ni gaseume bonamana ppeonhajanha
Don't do that! ni moge moggeoliga ni mogeul kkeunhneun dandunae! jojkka what you got!
haneulege muleobwa! jojkka what you got! bonamana ppeonhajanha! jojkka what you got!
jansolimala neoneun banana! ganadalamabasa a! what you got! Oh well...
what, what you got? Oh well... what, what you got? Oh well...
what, what you got? Oh well... what, what you got? shut the fuck up!
neon samseongdonge jalnaganeun sajangui son, eonjena pyeonhae doneulo ssahaganeun seong!
yeogsi ni salme beobeun eobsji. seomgineun geosi donigi ttaemune ni sangsang sogen
'God is me' bissan Ivy University hagbi tuja haessdeon buja bumonimui doneun geujeo susja!
cha, gujji, peulada, myeoch baegmanwon gabsui suljan. tattooga sachileul sangjinghamyeon neon yakuja!
joleob hue 'naghasan'eul tado~ neon geujeo balamui noye! salmeul seuchyeogago..
pikaso geulimcheoleom Qppittuleojin ni saenghwalui gagdoleul ttogbalo gochigo sala, jebal!!
deuleuna mana maebeon ttoggati banbogdoel iyagi. neoui geunyeoga oneul ni jumeogeul pihagil!
neon maeil niga chil sagie sinjungeul gihaji ijen jillyeossji ani ijen geu bileomeogeul ib dadji?
niga bicheonaessdeon saeteol gateun geojisgwa, giga maghidolog yeokkeonaen eongkinteolsilgwa gateun ohaeui jogagdeullo
mandeun pinanjisogeseo neon! yegodoen pamyeol sogeseo neon! eonjena hollogeoleo.
oeloume tteoleo. oneuldo neoui yeojachinguege jeonhwalgeoleo,
geunyeoleul bulleodaego, ullyeodae, tto jumeogeul hwidulleodae. geuleonge neoui salmiya. ssibalnoma!!

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English:

Mithra Jin:
Yes, in short, you’re the prime mover of the parade of losers
You often go out to the streets at night, full of neon signs
Bringing a few empty-headed girls with you
You pay them quite a lot of cents and muck around
Your parents have raised you dearly, but you empty your father’s wallet and shove it into your own wallet
I keep retching at upon seeing you drunk with lust and alcohol
Your life is 100% lies, always using a baseball bat in a fight
As usual, even for one-night-stands, your partner is always a Gwyneth Paltrow

Gaeko:
Caking on makeup and going out to beat cakes
You muck around with older guys you’ve never met before
It’s too late when you regret it after the sunrise
All that’s left are an empty wallet and a wet condom
You sell your body because of a massive pile of credit card bills
Lifting up your short skirt a little bit, you pathetic person
What do you want to be? Where’s your soul?
Do you want to become a pile of ash like the cigarette you’re smoking?
Do you want to screw up yourself?
Why do you keep being swept away? What’s in it for you?
You drive a nail of scars into your life with a hammer into your heart
It’s obvious anyway, don’t do that
The necklace on your neck is the guillotine that severs your neck

Hook:
Fuck you, what you got! Ask the gods!
Fuck you, what you got! It’s obvious anyway!
Fuck you, what you got! Don’t nag at me, you’re a banana!
Ga-na-da-ra-ma-ba-sa, ah!
What you got!
x2

Oh well… what, what you got!
Oh well…what, what you got?
Shut the fuck up!
x2

Tablo:
You’re the son of a wealthy CEO in Samsung-dong
Things are always easy for you; a castle built with cash
Of course, there is no law in your life
Because what you worship is money, in your imagination, “God is me”
Your parents’ money invested into sending you to the expensive Ivy University is just a number
Cars, Gucci, Prada, wine glasses that cost thousands of dollars
If tattoo is the symbol for extravagance, you’re a Yakuza
Even when you drop down on a parachute after graduating
You’re nothing but a slave of the wind; your life will brush past you
The angle of your lifestyle is crooked like Picasso’s paintings. Fix it, please!

Choiza:
There’s no point in listening, as the same story will repeat every time
I hope your lady will avoid your fists today
You’re careful with your swindles every day
I’m sick of it now, nah, it’s time you shut that fucking mouth
Your shelter is made of the feather-like lies that you have crafted, and the fragments of misunderstandings, amazingly weaved together like tangled threads
Within the expected destruction, you always walk alone and shudder with loneliness
And then you ring up your girlfriend.
You call her and make her cry, and swing your fists again
Such is your life, you motherfucker!

Hook:
Fuck you, what you got! Ask the skies!
Fuck you, what you got! It’s obvious anyway!
Fuck you, what you got! Don’t nag at me, you’re a banana!
Ga-na-da-ra-ma-ba-sa, ah!
What you got!
x2
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