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그러면 붙잡지 왜 끝내 안 붙잡고 다른 사람과 결혼하면서 후회할 선택을 스스로 하는거지? 수동적인 삶의 선택에 따른 대가는 본인 스스로가 치르는 법

개 조타. 뮤비 다시 만들어줘잉~~~~~~

노래가 진짜 멋있다

이 버전 넘 맘에 들어요.

삼국지5 ost 는 그냥 명반임 게임 ost 그 이상.. 짐스한머 뺨침

95학번 아재가 추억을 떠올리며 95년 출시된 명BGM 다녀감..

오랜만이네

쟤 취했다 집에 보내라

지금 보니 가사 동성연애 얘기 같기도 하네요

처음부분이 약간 디지몬오프닝곡 같네요..

진짜좋은곡

미안하고 고마웠다

11년째 언제 들어도 설레이는 곡, 그때 좋아했던 사람, 그 공기 등등 여러가지가 떠올라요

2021.03.05. 광안리에서 사케 한 잔과 함께......

슬프군

Second only to Xena...✌️😊

Where is it, there isn’t a chance for us, which is, the element of success meant for expensive wishes, the scent enriches the accent rigid, solid in nature, your formation seems oblivious in behavior, then rose excitement, the melody of us wasn’t so inviting, inside rings, there lies a filament that dusts, all the particles rearrange like a flame combusts, in the aftermath there’s no equivalent, just a fraction of trust, I thought you would like this, but I was wrong and sent lifeless, in your song, I feel no soul, there’s only a hole in the fragment of cuts where our love should grow, but you mow stagnant, and each blade of grasp, below the page perhaps, where you script your product, there’s just an act with your fans attached

I want more my lady...😢. Where is Sugar Flow? Sexy voice and all...

She takes a moment to bury me in the sand of her component hands, the seconds tick to reminisce on where we stand, the cloth of her vocal chords wrap around me like every strand understands what I need from her hold, to control my soul and guide my flight when it lands, where I was before I felt her touch, I can’t remember much, and I fell forward, not back trying to counteract the common clutch, her voice seems to spread like the parameters ahead that talk to distance like an infant with intents that whisper in stead, in the shed where I keep the past written, she smashes like a tractor ridden over gravel pits and rattle fits that seem to exemplify a higher addiction, I see her shifting gears just to bring me near like water to a flotation device, and her nice rear view mirror spills life off the sides like I entered the right type of era, her mascara runs over the face of rest like a pillow case undressed from the consistency of a delivery that I made in her tight magenta syrup, and her song is her spirit, I unload family values in her shallow trench that can bench a falsehood and pretense a real man inserting fire in a cold lifeless lyric

어떤 시대든 사극을 주제로한 어떤 미디어라면 감히 범접하기 힘들 정도로 훌륭한 브금이라 생각함

진짜 오랜만에 듣는다

cpu 486 8mb 4배속 cd-rom으로 돌릴수 있는 게임... ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ

I so love the photo. It makes me feel and envision things... Where did you find it?

[Intro] Need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind [Verse 1] I got no time for playing mind games 금요일 밤이 와도 나 혼자인데 다 나름의 이유가 있지, wine-ing and dining 사실은 나 요새 청담에 괜찮은 곳이 하나 생겼다고 얼마전에 네 그 남자와 깨졌다고? 물론 지금은 기분이 가볍다고 부담없이 맛있는 거나 먹자고 Uh.. 근데 있잖아, 오늘은 내가 할 일이 많아 물론 '누명' 작업은 거의 다 끝나가 그 사이에 또 새로운 여자가 생긴 것도 아냐 술 생각이 조금 난다 그래, 종합해 보면 I'm available 우리 사이에 뭔가 있긴 있지 But I don't wanna play with those, emotions 뒤틀리고 흔들리고 중심을 놓친 그런 주말 몇 번째 계속 되었거든 사람들과 부대끼다가 데었거든 오해는 말고 들어, 오늘은 좀 그렇다 조용히 쉬는 게 낫겠어, because [Chorus] I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind 오늘 밤은 그냥 쉬고파 조용한 방에서 쉬고파 뜨거웠던 머리 식히고파 좀 분위기 있다면 피고파 [Verse 2] Oh, yes, I need some time by myself 세상이란 걸 내가 좀 만만하게 보았던 경향이 있지 다 간단하게 해결될 거 같았는데 새까맣게 잊고 있던 과거가 갑자기 뒷통수를 쳐 별표 둘, 셋 그리고 폰 문자로 내게 전화해 협박하지 않나 이제 화도 나지 않아 순수하게 대화를 나눌 상대가 있다면 얼마나 좋을까 생각해, 하지만 난 언제인가부터 사람들과 얘기할 때 겉과는 다른 속이 뚜렷이 나의 눈에 보이는 걸 Oh, when I'm up, 내게 기는 것 And when I'm down, 날 업신여기는 것 뜨거운 것, 뜨거운 곳, 뜨거운 여자 당분간은 필요없어, because [Chorus] I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind I need some time, to ease my mind 오늘 밤은 그냥 쉬고파 조용한 방에서 쉬고파 뜨거웠던 머리 식히고파 좀 분위기 있다면 피고파

웬만한 사극 영화 드라마 브금 다 때려잡는 브금

My sweet, she’s sugar, let her flow like she should’ve, I shook her below until she bellowed like a tuba, or a tube of paste that sprays as it lays in murky waters like a scuba, diving into her soul, about to let go until she glows like a row of computer users, hacking at her legs spread, like banana into pies and mayonnaise into plain bread,

You can be weak I can be strong and sleep alone, I don’t need to feel complete I need to feel at home, but she sign splattered me, such a masterpiece, ringing in the background solar panels liven up the gathered heat, what is that sound, that has to be, a vagrant with fragrance of aphrodisiacs in daiquiris, substantial reign forms, she’s a collective confidential, she makes moon over days raise storms, crying over outlets, plugging myself into her outfits, prying at the pouches, open bag sniffing rags like a mouse is, cheese in her smile, nibble at her cheek, sorry my sweet I’m gonna be here awhile, I hear all her styles, and her sexy voice drives me wild like lions over carcass piles, I hope she lets me at it and doesn’t snap like a dam crocodile, let me see you grin, teeth shining like brushed rims over trim, I want to fender bend you badly, rear end you like a big rig, smash your tail lights like a baggie, have the cracked bumper straighten out slowly as I bump her, scuff marks on the wax job relaxation goals in her comfort, exhaust keeps leaking, I want her tweaking like a chill, swallow my pill for the evening, I’m teaching you skills you need debriefing, what I’m achieving is filled with manners that can hammer out your teasing, stand her up like a sweeping, plant my seedling in her lawn, she’s got it going on like a teething, entrance to her heart is my access card attached to the key ring, as I stick it in and turn it hard, she falls a little off guard like exploding darts to the heart that she’s beating

Sadder day, sake of a spring that swept away, a shattered trace remains, stays in the data phase, compute the added phrase, say what I feel, because that’s real I can’t conceal how I’m made, speak this way because no one wants to listen, because many rappers are fake until they get into prison, then you’re ok, that’s the American tradition, act ignorant, misbehave, diligence doesn’t pay, it just pays to kiss the feet of the rich men, so you can fade away like the women who wanted me with them, I don’t complain I just explain what I’ve been given, to reflect through a written display that keeps good men at bay while these mutts keep the bitch in, roaming free with a poem released like a spill of prescriptions that a contradiction might delay in a formatted plane of restrictions, flying away today, sugar flow, she’s got the right level of sweet for my addiction, this is all just s segue to a mention, love my Korean women till I’m dead in a ditch in the clouds over heads laying in bed counting the days till I’m missing

내 청춘과 함께한 노래... 다시 돌아가고 싶다

Trespassers, net casters, over webs and steps after once ahead now two steps behind the next rapture, looking for heavenly clouds, the doubts spill out like chest fractures, that’s a missing vow, buy me a vowel, spell it out mastered, scrabble king with a scribbling dabbling in the lounge of later hours of her minuscule traveling, she’s fresher than a teaser, taser my motions erotic standstill in her feature, she pulsates ocean like it’s lotion over coral reefs with her oral reach that contains pain relievers that could stain a beach, such a wail, she never fails to teach me how to catch my breath with her sex speak, definitely female in gender, agenda retail send her a new detail to elongate like my steak for the manner of the dinner in her day planner, she’s a winner so great like a date hammered, relax in my arms, dancing slow to a song we can take on, she never separates us like a plate cut, one love one wait to contemplate love in a great fuss, the night is wearing thin I’m wearing her out like the make up, she stretches like a kitten does, two lions lying in a den with my pen sticking up, about to write a new hand book, with two hands on my back she holds me close like a lamp hook, lights in her eyes the skies in the ceiling this feeling is damn good, with her radiating so bright in ways sometimes I can’t look, she got me dizzy getting frisky like a beaver to a damn brook, slapping her tail like it’s Braille and I need to touch all the bumps till I understand good. Love you girl. You’re voice, Damn!

For the sake of love

Prying eyes don’t spare the chance, when times divide our current stance, heaven is harder for her to understand, too many fans can push you away from us, and that wasn’t part of the desired plan, you have choices now, when my voice is loud too many get defensive so I took a bow, now I write sentences that keep me out, it’s not an evil plot, this is a racist world so my words are all I got, to live on, don’t treat me bad like I did wrong, I gave you a chance to speak to me, but you see me as a freak of nature from those that hate her that’s why they mislead you so easily, I’m too brain strong, that doesn’t take intelligence it takes pride and love for the people you build hope on, there’s enough of your kind who think vaginally, now I want you to open your mind and think naturally, we were made for each other like spring to flowers, but you’d rather run with the wolves that ruined this thing of ours, there’s no place for trophies, you need to realize why I’m here and look more closely, I’m not claiming you or renaming your mind, I’m trying to help you see the beauty of yours came from our people’s design, and you’d be nothing without me and that’s truth, when the yellow fever hate groups feed you lies it seems like a prize to the mentally confused, maybe the seasons will change and I can find a way back to you, because spring doesn’t happen with only a fraction of the racist half of you

Once my queen, now just another lady, just another lazy way of staying praised for this lately, you for being you is a tool used to get paid, made or laid like pressed gravy, where’s the ladle for your fable answered, you keep spilling the soup for fools with no table manners, I keep staying acute like triangles trying to scoop at loose hateful standards, the painful truth is the one you loathe so I introduce a smooth fatal candor, and the able lantern spooks the dark like troops with hearts that don’t bruise when you throw a painful boot at the same old dancer, she joins the hate groups, the ones that hate seeing men like me with a woman like you, face truth, it’s fact, pure envy makes friends the enemy, now I can’t trust any man that doesn’t represent my sense and energy, and need to keep my people living, so when he goes after you, that’s not real love that he’s giving, I’m giving you a choice, girl he’s not even giving you a voice unless it’s you that he’s getting

I’m not afraid to share my feelings to a world that has no feeling, that’s why she’s crying because Mother Earth is not healing, men keep stealing my women away and today is no different, while women praise the bad boys, the good men express why they’re so distant, because heaven isn’t hard to find when I close my eyes to fly away from this ignorance, but most women couldn’t get there to witness this because everyone gives them what they want in an instant, especially ones of the orient who seem disoriented to a point that lowers sense and raises arrogance, conceit with high standards, while I keep my mind pampered, full of thoughts because reality can’t give me what I need with it’s manners

The start of spring, the parted ring, tones over mannered beach, standing for beliefs that handle sense with my hand drifting off and sand on feet, my eyes catch tints that paddle reefs while the angle of defeat reminds me of how precious life can be once I’m all asleep, that’s a curtain call for the sheep and a certain flaw I harbor in my heart underneath each time it beats, it seems time waits for no man, and since these women don’t want me, it seems they don’t have time for me so I can’t stop writing these, get with the program please, stop trying to over shadow my gradual master peace, once there’s less silence and I can feel my women speak, while I touch her real body, then I can find a new hobby and finally leave my piece,

I’m shaken not stirred, I don’t need sex, I want sex, don’t take it out of context when I’m speaking to her, to live in this world you have to be mentally disturbed, but some are more than others, but I don’t think it’s weird if you’re lonely and have sex with your pillow covers, especially for China men, we have to find alternatives, or we become ineffective urchins with no life in our purposes, I learned this since a younger age that you have to imagine a better place if you want to love yourself and kill all the urges first

Where my real women at? I’m sick of being stuck in this pillow act, with the lower half her little ass, this is sick, but it’s the life I have, it’s a last resort, but there’s no vacation, because when I’m facing times like this there’s no need for celebration

This is my Tron song, I want to take my woman off the grid, we can make a kid to prolong what we did, promote ourselves, advertise our bridge, connect with lines that intersect like twine and twigs, we can stop and rewind to remind ourselves there’s no hell in the love we give to get the heaven we want to live

I look better when I’m coming then when I’m going, if you weren’t so narrow minded you’d want to find it...

What’s the sake for, don’t forsaken me, we can lay patiently and make more, peace, not war, I love my Asian women, I hate whores, sorry but they kind of miss me, when they diss me, because of my ethnicity, I’m like really? We’re like the same, but more on the inside, I can’t hate who I am, that’s the dark side, she played Anakin and I was Obi Wan, she’s fake like a mannequin, I told her I can be her only one, but she didn’t want that, she only made me believe in her non existent contact, or did I? she’s got the rib eye, wanting to start beef, I told her I’m always wide awake even when I’m part sleep, she’s a dead woman walking, probably falls for all the con men that limit all her options, that’s weak, I’m not obsessed with the foreigner, I love my people and my flesh, and the skin that orbit her, but she’s brain washed and I can’t fix them, she plays the innocent victim while I go away and the yellow fever gets them...

Care package, fair access to a spare mattress, box springs sing lavish, swing hammocks lingering like a flickering ring with bold habits, you sing like you want me, is this supposed to taunt me? There’s no magic, I’m stuck here, you appear passive, I’m just average, I hope you don’t like your men massive, I’m East Asian, Chinese in particular, I want to cruise with you like new vehicular, lenticular lens on the rims of cold circulars, ventilate over interstates and flow perpendicular, I show you that, your kiss can blow me back, so slick of her, that’s a fact, I put my woman first, so she put me in the right track, speeding down her free way, I pump her up and down like a pair of free weights, I don’t need to live I need to give my woman these days, I love her and my life means nothing, I want that to translate in the love that I’ll be up in, so hard that it could up end her function, make her lose her place like a musical seat race with her cousins, but she loves me so she gives it back, and tells me to keep living so we can interact, she’s like a grand inquisitor, questioning the time it takes for me to come visit her, she licks at my touch of fur until she serves enough tongue she gets lizard burns, I’m such a bum, she’s a fun visitor, and I get the home advantage, I kept her wide awake like peeling off a fresh bandage, so the wound isn’t healed yet, she sings me a tune I didn’t feel yet, high notes and the best teacher, I got her a ruler to measure she gave me her apple so I could reach her

Where the turnip grows, that’s a downsizing of terms we owe, upside lies, we lived once for the love, now the lusting groves, spans widths, tantric busting loads, I feel you losing me, that once was forever on the rifts of rusty roads, paved ways get cemented, cemetery commentary, dead walking with less talking and expressive woes, unnecessary expenses, senseless trolls, bitter men and sour faces, I love woman, she doesn’t need to embrace this, now you’re in a mix I can’t right, left for dead like a pigeon bled from lost flight, morning rain drops and hazard mats, distant tries, thinking caps, allude me like crooked quarters, traveling far and wide looking over, solar wind tree, shine for some, offer cover from bouts of misdeeds

Your voice is quivering, is it from the words I’m delivering, or is it cause of cold, and any instance I’m not there to hold you, you must be shivering, I love your little thing, sing for the climax, relax just a nibbling, act your age not a riddling, one plus one equals facts, two to tangle in ways that make you crack your back, then it’s all the sudden, picture perfect night for the right type of loving,

You sound so sexy

Plant holes, digging until she comes dirty like a toe in a sandal, she’s got the cutest nub, she likes to play tug of war on my plug for the outlet we endure like a flood, waters rise, wall to wall to wall to side, like a waterfall over water slides, what a ride, what you come here for? Must be for me, look and see, I have arrived, kiss me quick but take it slow, this isn’t heaven on earth it’s heaven unearthed when she says come let it go,

Voice-gasms, shakey tone, back spasms down her bones, hoist cannon, shoot my ammo, there’s stains on her side and skies in her flannel,

Slow pantry smooth execution from the pause of her entry, she’s the perfect comfort food, but I feel she can’t stand me, so that explains her saddened attitude, a multitude of clones with a hand spring, jumping from the bushes, something gushes like a jam ring, biscuit based byproduct waste camping, pitching a tent when she comes by, so fly, perfect body size for the drive by, I’m not very tall, but she’s berry small, sweet cheeks, dunking donuts down the hall,

Who’s the best, food for the flesh mood sorted stress, release my fees, that’s the beat from the chest, if you stand up, quick take a seat have a rest, strap the manner like cuffs for arrest, I’m not a hammer, but I got stamina you shouldn’t test, grammar fresh, brisk like a breeze, please let it be, justly justify my release, just a glitch, I don’t switch, I stay hitched like a clip, letting rounds spin, dousing the pour like low in come howling, like a wolf without a pack, packing plenty pleas for the rack, spice up your life or just decrease like a nap, cease to exist when I increase from my drift, stolen moon, setting views from my trips,

Put your hands up to the sealing, spread your eyes shut, excuse my rush to the healing, cuts to the construct, product of less appealing, more meaning in my conduct, that’s a dealing, cards dealt wicked hands felt the loss like a fish from a reeling, back to my basics, face it I’m caught, that’s the cost of my dreaming, cotton closed, planted clothes in a rut, ditch the heartfelt with dollar signs and streaming, broad bands or bands of broads with broad plans to take their business abroad to avoid the feeling of being just another notch on the second hand watch, disguised women say I’m a liar, but I haven’t been exposed, that’s the difference in attire, straight laced like a jacket side, setting pace to my treatment sad face with a bandaged eye, but I’m no pirate, I’m the man with more to say but left silent, violet rays over bays and ocean, this isn’t hip hop it’s the poetry part of the potion, mix elixirs quick, I know how sick I am, you don’t need to picture me trip, sullen glance, swollen dance, breathe like a barrel, sing a love song like swinging chimes for the ear hole, I’m not a hero, but not a fearful clot trying to butter the spot like a drop from a mural, I’m more like a zero, I’m nothing without the one, give me my woman and I can show you a perfect ten when we come.

Where my real East Asian women at? Give me a reason to rap, wait, did I say rap? I meant gift wrap, meaning living for the present day, this isn’t a chink wrap, it’s long winded as opposed to those foes with shrink rap, trying to expose my flows like water falls and pink hats, anyways...