Hood

From Hood album by Tablo, Joey Bada$$
Written by Tablo, Joey Bada$$
Composed by Code Kunst
Arranged by Code Kunst
September 5, 2015
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Korean:

Where I’m from, 'Han' is the name we gave to struggle and pain.
내가 사는 곳에선 고생, 고통에게 '한'이라는 이름을 지어줬다.

Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins.
그의 강이 우리의 도시속에 흐른다. 그가 우리의 핏줄속에 흐르듯이.

To us it’s the one thing above all things.
우린 그를 모든 것 위에 치켜세운다.

Money, love, gods and kings.
돈, 사랑, 신들과 왕들 위에.

It’s what's drivin’ us,
그가 우리를 움직인다,

be it ahead or insane.
앞을 향해서든 광기를 향해서든.

We sit shotgun to it. Wishin'
우린 그의 옆자리에 앉아 소망한다.

that it takes us, navigates us to a better livin'
그가 우리를 더 좋은 삶으로 인도하기를.

It's with us cramped up in the bus,
그는 비좁은 버스,

subways, our schools and our buildings.
지하철, 학교와 건물들 안에서 우리와 함께 뒤엉켜있다.

it's the price our appas pay to buy food for their children
그는 우리의 아빠들이 자식들을 먹여살리기 위해 치른 대가이기도 하고

It sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot doenjang guk in the kitchen.
엄마가 부엌에서 끓이는 된장국 냄비 바닥에 가라앉아 있는 애정의 흔적이기도 하다.

On and on, it makes us hustle on.
그는 우리를 끊임없이 달리게 한다.

For the money we fight, fall but overcome.
돈을 벌기 위해 투쟁하고 무너지게 하다가도 이겨내게 한다.

That's why we call it won.
그래서 'Won'이라고 부르나보다.

Han is spoken yet unspoken.
한은 말없이 말한다.

We could be broke but never broken.
우린 무일푼이 되어도 부러지진 않는다.

It made my father work the graveyard shift
한은 나의 아버지를 죽도록 일하게 만들었고

and still makes his graveyard shift.
무덤속에서도 몸부림치게 하고있다.



And that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

What you call ‘soul' is our city right here.
당신들이 '소울'이라고 부르는 것이 우리의 도시다.

From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
홍대부터 베드 스타이까지

we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
우린 닮은 고통에서 태어났고 닮은 눈물을 흘린다.

Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만

We call it '사랑’ man.
우린 '사랑'이라고 부른다.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
증오를 향해, 그리고 우릴 이해하지 못하는 세상을 향해 중지를 높힌다.

And that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

누가 뭐래도 내 심장에

자리잡은 도시

날 깨우는 아침에 소리, 밤의 빛, right here.

Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만

We call it '사랑’ man.
우린 '사랑'이라고 부른다.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
증오를 향해, 그리고 우릴 이해하지 못하는 세상을 향해 중지를 높힌다.



Been rap supreme. Guess it's only right how I tax a fiend.
난 이 씬의 왕. 나에게 취해있는 자들이 손 벌리게 해.

Been handing out styles, no that ain't free. The most adapt to green, without greed.
내 방식은 돈이 따라오게 하지. 부에 익숙해도 욕심을 부릴 필요가 없어.

I deserve honors, lots of furs and designers, tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihana
명예는 마땅해. 모피와 명품, 여자들의 사랑. 하바나에서 진수성찬을 즐기며

while I puff ganja. Then forget all my drama like I ain’t got no fuxking problems man this $$ keep piling in.
한대 피우며 아무일 없듯이 내 고통을 잊어. 돈은 계속 쌓이지만

Biggie said it, mo money mo headaches.
비기가 말했지, 돈이 쌓이면 문제도 쌓인다고.

Know he looking down like, “Oh now you get it?”
아마 천국에서 내려다보며 말하고 있겠지, “이제 알겠냐?"

Yes I do, it’s best you too. I take the $$ from you then invest in my crew.
알지. 너희들도 아는 게 좋을테야. 내가 번 돈은 내 사람들에게 투자해.

These chest moves, you couldn't guess what's next too.
심장이 뛰면 됐어. 그 다음은 알 바 없어.

I heard the night creepin' up with the next moon.
새로운 달이 뜨며 밤이 다가오고 있다.

Somewhere round next June,
내년 6월쯤 어딘가에서.

Somewhere we vex too at the fact that these raps more like vegetables to you.
가끔은 화가난다. 내 예술이 너의 입맛에 맞지 않다는 게.

But im livin sweet, i got the juice. Sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin too.
하지만 내 인생은 달콤해. 내 인생은 레몬차와 진을 마시듯 천천히 흘러.

Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami. Look like Dej Loaf, catch a body if ya try me.
아니면 아름다운 여자가 서빙해준 꿀과 위스키처럼. Dej Loaf처럼 생긴 여자 말이야. 그러니 날 괜히 건드리지는 마.

She so sexy, got a deadly appearance, she dressed up and killed herself in the mirror.
내 인생은 치명적인 매력을 갖고 있어. 항상 거울 앞에서 날 위해 머리부터 발끝까지 꾸미지.

Good lord help me. The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie.
신이여 나를 살려주오. 죽음 앞에서도 셀카나 찍고 있네.

See that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가 안개속으로 퍼진다.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이 더 선명해지진 않을 거다.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해 손을 하늘위로.

This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고

This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는 거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높인다.

See that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가 안개속으로 퍼진다.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이 더 선명해지진 않을 거다.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해 손을 하늘위로.

This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고

This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는 거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높힌다.



Good lord help me.
신이여 나를 살려주오.

힙겹지만 곧 행복이 되겠지.

Good lord help me.
신이여 나를 살려주오.

두렵지만 곧 행복이 되겠지.

See that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
내가 뱉는 연기가 안개속으로 퍼진다.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
해가 떠도 이 광경이 더 선명해지진 않을 거다.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
죽고 사라진 모두를 위해 손을 하늘위로.

This one for the pain.
고통을 잊고

This one for the hate.
증오를 잠재우고

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
머저리들과 우릴 이해하지 못하는 거지같은 놈들을 향해 중지를 높힌다.

And that's that shit right there.
그래, 그렇다.

What you call ‘soul' is our city right here.
당신들이 '소울'이라고 부르는 것이 우리의 도시다.

From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
홍대부터 베드 스타이까지

we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
우린 닮은 고통에서 태어났고 닮은 눈물을 흘린다.

Some call it pain.
누군 고통이라 부르지만

We call it '사랑’ man.
우린 '사랑'이라고 부른다.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
증오를 향해, 그리고 우릴 이해하지 못하는 세상을 향해 중지를 높힌다.




Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 쿤스트의 비트 위에서 만났다. 편하게 앉고 몸을 눕혀라.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. Rep ya hood. Don’t let 'em turn the lights down.
프로에라. 하이그라운드. 너의 동네를 대표해라. 아무도 불을 끄지 못하게.

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Romanization:

Where I’m from, 'Han' is the name we gave to struggle and pain.
naega saneun goseseon gosaeng, gotongege 'han'ilaneun ileumeul jieojwossda.

Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins.
geuui gangi uliui dosisoge heuleunda. geuga uliui pisjulsoge heuleudeusi.

To us it’s the one thing above all things.
ulin geuleul modeun geos wie chikyeoseunda.

Money, love, gods and kings.
don, salang, sindeulgwa wangdeul wie.

It’s what's drivin’ us,
geuga ulileul umjiginda,

be it ahead or insane.
apeul hyanghaeseodeun gwanggileul hyanghaeseodeun.

We sit shotgun to it. Wishin'
ulin geuui yeopjalie anja somanghanda.

that it takes us, navigates us to a better livin'
geuga ulileul deo joheun salmeulo indohagileul.

It's with us cramped up in the bus,
geuneun bijobeun beoseu,

subways, our schools and our buildings.
jihacheol, haggyowa geonmuldeul aneseo uliwa hamkke dwieongkyeoissda.

it's the price our appas pay to buy food for their children
geuneun uliui appadeuli jasigdeuleul meogyeosalligi wihae chileun daegaigido hago

It sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot doenjang guk in the kitchen.
eommaga bueokeseo kkeulhineun doenjanggug naembi badage galaanja issneun aejeongui heunjeogigido hada.

On and on, it makes us hustle on.
geuneun ulileul kkeunhimeobsi dallige handa.

For the money we fight, fall but overcome.
doneul beolgi wihae tujaenghago muneojige hadagado igyeonaege handa.

That's why we call it won.
geulaeseo 'Won'ilago buleunaboda.

Han is spoken yet unspoken.
haneun maleobsi malhanda.

We could be broke but never broken.
ulin muilpuni doeeodo buleojijin anhneunda.

It made my father work the graveyard shift
haneun naui abeojileul jugdolog ilhage mandeuleossgo

and still makes his graveyard shift.
mudeomsogeseodo mombulimchige hagoissda.



And that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

What you call ‘soul' is our city right here.
dangsindeuli 'soul'ilago buleuneun geosi uliui dosida.

From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
hongdaebuteo bedeu seutaikkaji

we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
ulin dalmeun gotongeseo taeeonassgo dalmeun nunmuleul heullinda.

Some call it pain.
nugun gotongila buleujiman

We call it 'salang’ man.
ulin 'salang'ilago buleunda.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
jeungoleul hyanghae, geuligo ulil ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae jungjileul nophinda.

And that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

nuga mwolaedo nae simjange

jalijabeun dosi

nal kkaeuneun achime soli, bamui bich, right here.

Some call it pain.
nugun gotongila buleujiman

We call it 'salang’ man.
ulin 'salang'ilago buleunda.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
jeungoleul hyanghae, geuligo ulil ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae jungjileul nophinda.



Been rap supreme. Guess it's only right how I tax a fiend.
nan i ssinui wang. naege chwihaeissneun jadeuli son beollige hae.

Been handing out styles, no that ain't free. The most adapt to green, without greed.
nae bangsigeun doni ttalaoge haji. bue igsughaedo yogsimeul bulil pilyoga eobseo.

I deserve honors, lots of furs and designers, tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating benihana
myeongyeneun mattanghae. mopiwa myeongpum, yeojadeului salang. habanaeseo jinsuseongchaneul jeulgimyeo

while I puff ganja. Then forget all my drama like I ain’t got no fuxking problems man this $$ keep piling in.
handae piumyeo amuil eobsdeusi nae gotongeul ijeo. doneun gyesog ssahijiman

Biggie said it, mo money mo headaches.
bigiga malhaessji, doni ssahimyeon munjedo ssahindago.

Know he looking down like, “Oh now you get it?”
ama cheongugeseo naelyeodabomyeo malhago issgessji, “ije algessnya?"

Yes I do, it’s best you too. I take the $$ from you then invest in my crew.
alji. neohuideuldo aneun ge joheulteya. naega beon doneun nae salamdeulege tujahae.

These chest moves, you couldn't guess what's next too.
simjangi ttwimyeon dwaesseo. geu daeumeun al ba eobseo.

I heard the night creepin' up with the next moon.
saeloun dali tteumyeo bami dagaogo issda.

Somewhere round next June,
naenyeon 6woljjeum eodingaeseo.

Somewhere we vex too at the fact that these raps more like vegetables to you.
gakkeumeun hwagananda. nae yesuli neoui ibmase majji anhdaneun ge.

But im livin sweet, i got the juice. Sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin too.
hajiman nae insaengeun dalkomhae. nae insaengeun lemonchawa jineul masideus cheoncheonhi heulleo.

Hot toddy, served to me with a nice mami. Look like Dej Loaf, catch a body if ya try me.
animyeon aleumdaun yeojaga seobinghaejun kkulgwa wiseukicheoleom. Dej Loafcheoleom saenggin yeoja maliya. geuleoni nal gwaenhi geondeulijineun ma.

She so sexy, got a deadly appearance, she dressed up and killed herself in the mirror.
nae insaengeun chimyeongjeogin maelyeogeul gajgo isseo. hangsang geoul apeseo nal wihae meolibuteo balkkeutkkaji kkumiji.

Good lord help me. The massacre got clearer, bet she still believe in ya selfie.
siniyeo naleul sallyeojuo. jugeum apeseodo selkana jjiggo issne.

See that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeulo peojinda.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
juggo salajin moduleul wihae soneul haneulwilo.

This one for the pain.
gotongeul ijgo

This one for the hate.
jeungoleul jamjaeugo

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
meojeolideulgwa ulil ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeuleul hyanghae jungjileul nopinda.

See that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeulo peojinda.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
juggo salajin moduleul wihae soneul haneulwilo.

This one for the pain.
gotongeul ijgo

This one for the hate.
jeungoleul jamjaeugo

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
meojeolideulgwa ulil ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeuleul hyanghae jungjileul nophinda.



Good lord help me.
siniyeo naleul sallyeojuo.

hibgyeobjiman god haengbogi doegessji.

Good lord help me.
siniyeo naleul sallyeojuo.

dulyeobjiman god haengbogi doegessji.

See that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

Another j blown in the mist right there.
naega baetneun yeongiga angaesogeulo peojinda.

A Sunny day won't make this pic clear.
haega tteodo i gwanggyeongi deo seonmyeonghaejijin anheul geoda.

For all the dead and gone, put a spliff in the air.
juggo salajin moduleul wihae soneul haneulwilo.

This one for the pain.
gotongeul ijgo

This one for the hate.
jeungoleul jamjaeugo

Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can't relate.
meojeolideulgwa ulil ihaehaji moshaneun geojigateun nomdeuleul hyanghae jungjileul nophinda.

And that's that shit right there.
geulae, geuleohda.

What you call ‘soul' is our city right here.
dangsindeuli 'soul'ilago buleuneun geosi uliui dosida.

From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
hongdaebuteo bedeu seutaikkaji

we're born from the same pain, shed alike tears.
ulin dalmeun gotongeseo taeeonassgo dalmeun nunmuleul heullinda.

Some call it pain.
nugun gotongila buleujiman

We call it 'salang’ man.
ulin 'salang'ilago buleunda.

Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
jeungoleul hyanghae, geuligo ulil ihaehaji moshaneun sesangeul hyanghae jungjileul nophinda.




Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. On a Kunst beat. Sit back, lie down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. kunseuteuui biteu wieseo mannassda. pyeonhage anjgo momeul nubhyeola.

Pro Era. HIGHGRND. Rep ya hood. Don’t let 'em turn the lights down.
peuloela. haigeulaundeu. neoui dongneleul daepyohaela. amudo buleul kkeuji moshage.

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English:

Where I’m from, ‘Han’
is the name we gave to struggle and pain
Its 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 drivin’ us,
be it ahead or insane
We sit shotgun to it Wishin’
that it takes us, navigates us to a better livin
It’s with us cramped up in the bus,
subways, our schools and our buildings
It’s what our appas pay to get food for their children
It sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot doenjang guk 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 our city right here
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears

Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate
And that’s that shit right there

Whatever anyone says
It’s a city that’s in my heart
The sounds that wake me in the morning, the lights of the night, right here

Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate

Been rap supreme Guess it’s only right how I tax a fiend
Been handing out styles, no that ain’t free The most adapt to green, without 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 $$ keep piling in
Biggie said it, mo money mo headaches
Know he looking down like, “Oh now you get it?”
Yes I do, it’s best you too I take the $$ 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

See 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
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate

See 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
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate


Good lord help me
It’s hard but happiness will come soon
Good lord help me
I’m afraid but happiness will come soon

See 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
This one for the pain
This one for the hate
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass niXXas that can’t relate

And that’s that shit right there
What you call ‘soul’ is our city right here
From Hongdae to Bedstuy,
we’re born from the same pain, shed alike tears
Some call it pain
We call it sarang man
Middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can’t relate

Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down
Pro Era HIGHGRND On a Kunst beat Sit back, lie down


Pro Era HIGHGRND Rep ya hood Don’t let ’em turn the lights down
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