"MADARA" lyrics

[Romanized:]

Yume no yume no genjitsu
Yume no hazama
Oretachi sedai no gēmu
Tefuda
No choisu
O jamada
O jamada
O jamada
O jamada
O jamada
Son'na kantan ni wasure rarenai karada
Tsurekoma sete ku ore no me no man'naka

Hey, all of a sudden you whack spitters wanna rap like you been in a dojo
I can't picture you tryin' to scrap in no tux
But you wanna personify Gojō?
(Kudaranai) caught in a baka
Take on every single one of you solo using a yo-yo
Get you gone like a dodo
Runnin' laps on slowpokes
Hayaku (Hayaku), hayaku (Hayaku)
You little shinobi had better go quicker
I was just chewin' on an itty-bitty Tic Tac
Gettin' that chicken for some dinner
Steady gettin' ready to take it to the next level
Send 'em out the back street, hit 'em with the liquor
With the bottle of a thinner
You never really was no killer
If I was honest I'd say y'all the beginners

Tasukete,dakara ne
Kore ga genjitsu to kurushimi, wakaranai
Tasukete,dakara ne
Kore ga genjitsu to kurushimi, wakaranai
Wakaranai...
O jamada
O jamada
O jamada
O jamada
Son'na kantan ni wasure rarenai karada
Tsurekoma sete ku ore no me no man'naka

Jibun wa tatakaeru to omotte iru wake ka?
Jōdan ka?
Buzamadarou.
Don'na sukiru o ageyou to shite mo mudana kokoromi to naru na, temē orokana no yarō.

Heh, okay
This shit is starting to really annoy me
The fact that I might have to sit here and tell you how you can never destroy me
Well, sunnin' all the little dropouts is unfortunately one of those things I've enjoyed, see
So proceed
How are you gonna "little boy" me?
Haha

You're all asleep in this reality
Blind sheep staying meek within this burning world where there's only bludgeoning futility
Hope is just a word for those who choose to give up daily
For love is war, and peace clings to just a maybe
Power chose me, for I once loved those who hate me
Blood spilled by those I care about greatly
But all you hoes left, now obey me

Now you all do as I say
I am not anti-gay
But I'm not gonna dance my way 'round your little pussy-ass feelings
And I may rant like Ye
Fuck it, man, what else can I say?
Got 'em flippin' over easy like a pan-fried egg
But to have my rage at my age
I'd give my left genital to be in the middle of the beef considerably
I get underneath their skin, I'ma keep at least givin' 'em grief
Got 'em wishin' I'd leave so they could just get 'em all little relief
They want me to leave so bad, I feel like a little relief (Ha)
But this devious combined with a devilish intelligence of mind
Just confirms my theory as to why
A wicked scientist aligns with a twisted mind
Keep this in mind, 'cause this-here rhymin' gonna wanna make you just rewind
A countless amount of thousands of times (Why?)
'Cause similar to spina bifida
Which is a particular type of curvature of a twisted vertebra
Like Christopher, I would like us just to pretend this is a spine
So don't get it twisted
You're not gonna wanna miss a line (Ha)
Like a blind dentist applying a misdesigned set of new Invisalign's
Sometimes I ponder like how on earth when my hair got blonder
Did it launch your boy into supe-stardom across genres?
Word to my "Dead Wrong" verse
I got big, now my face is on merch
For the controversy first response, went beyond words
Need a stronger word to be conjured besides "monger"
But the more I got on nerves, I was honored
And the fond of they grew wronger, I was longer
They went along for a conquered all the way from Chalmers
I'm blessed, and I'm cursed for the commerce
From that point onwards was bonkers
Look at all the sponsors and responders
People at my concerts like songbirds singin' all the words to Monster 'til their jaws hurt (Yeah)
I had to grind ground up like a fine powder
Technically, actually had to bully my way
So many non-believers fueled my rage
And I truly never really believed I'd make it
Let alone believed in fully by Dre
So when he said he was puttin' me on
I thought he was pullin' my leg
Ironic, I found the doc, then I got sicker
Like I fell ill, unwell, eat 'em up, L chill, you can tell still
Out of all the rappers I've slain who have come at me
I never felt guilt, 'cause it wasn't murder, just suicide
'Cause really they all got themselves killed
Word to Ezekiel? They were just easy kills
And he's like a sleeping pill, 'cause Zeke will put you to sleep like he's Zzz Quil
With these three little words (Kill 'em all)
Indeed we will, leave all these MCs bewildered
They callin' me Steve Spielberg
'Cause I'm in the need of a whole lot of Emmys for
All these bodies I put in these morgues
I belong in a Henry Ford, sick of the envy board
Like that actress, they will just condemn me more
I said way too many horrible things to forgive me for

[Japanese:]

夢の夢の現実
夢の狭間
俺たち世代のゲーム
手札
のチョイス
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
そんな簡単に忘れられない身体
連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

Hey, all of a sudden you whack spitters wanna rap like you been in a dojo
I can't picture you tryin' to scrap in no tux
But you wanna personify Gojō?
(くだらない) caught in a baka
Take on every single one of you solo using a yo-yo
Get you gone like a dodo
Runnin' laps on slowpokes
Hayaku (Hayaku), hayaku (Hayaku)
You little shinobi had better go quicker
I was just chewin' on an itty-bitty Tic Tac
Gettin' that chicken for some dinner
Steady gettin' ready to take it to the next level
Send 'em out the back street, hit 'em with the liquor
With the bottle of a thinner
You never really was no killer
If I was honest I'd say y'all the beginners

助けて、だからね
これが現実と苦しみ、わからない
助けて、だからね
これが現実と苦しみ、わからない
わからない...
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
お邪魔だ
そんな簡単に忘れられない身体
連れ込ませてく俺の目の真ん中

自分は戦えると思っているわけか？
冗談か？
無様だろう。
どんなスキルを上げようとしても無駄な試みとなるな、てめえ愚かなの野郎。

Heh, okay
This shit is starting to really annoy me
The fact that I might have to sit here and tell you how you can never destroy me
Well, sunnin' all the little dropouts is unfortunately one of those things I've enjoyed, see
So proceed
How are you gonna "little boy" me?
Haha

You're all asleep in this reality
Blind sheep staying meek within this burning world where there's only bludgeoning futility
Hope is just a word for those who choose to give up daily
For love is war, and peace clings to just a maybe
Power chose me, for I once loved those who hate me
Blood spilled by those I care about greatly
But all you hoes left, now obey me

Now you all do as I say
I am not anti-gay
But I'm not gonna dance my way 'round your little pussy-ass feelings
And I may rant like Ye
Fuck it, man, what else can I say?
Got 'em flippin' over easy like a pan-fried egg
But to have my rage at my age
I'd give my left genital to be in the middle of the beef considerably
I get underneath their skin, I'ma keep at least givin' 'em grief
Got 'em wishin' I'd leave so they could just get 'em all little relief
They want me to leave so bad, I feel like a little relief (Ha)
But this devious combined with a devilish intelligence of mind
Just confirms my theory as to why
A wicked scientist aligns with a twisted mind
Keep this in mind, 'cause this-here rhymin' gonna wanna make you just rewind
A countless amount of thousands of times (Why?)
'Cause similar to spina bifida
Which is a particular type of curvature of a twisted vertebra
Like Christopher, I would like us just to pretend this is a spine
So don't get it twisted
You're not gonna wanna miss a line (Ha)
Like a blind dentist applying a misdesigned set of new Invisalign's
Sometimes I ponder like how on earth when my hair got blonder
Did it launch your boy into supe-stardom across genres?
Word to my "Dead Wrong" verse
I got big, now my face is on merch
For the controversy first response, went beyond words
Need a stronger word to be conjured besides "monger"
But the more I got on nerves, I was honored
And the fond of they grew wronger, I was longer
They went along for a conquered all the way from Chalmers
I'm blessed, and I'm cursed for the commerce
From that point onwards was bonkers
Look at all the sponsors and responders
People at my concerts like songbirds singin' all the words to Monster 'til their jaws hurt (Yeah)
I had to grind ground up like a fine powder
Technically, actually had to bully my way
So many non-believers fueled my rage
And I truly never really believed I'd make it
Let alone believed in fully by Dre
So when he said he was puttin' me on
I thought he was pullin' my leg
Ironic, I found the doc, then I got sicker
Like I fell ill, unwell, eat 'em up, L chill, you can tell still
Out of all the rappers I've slain who have come at me
I never felt guilt, 'cause it wasn't murder, just suicide
'Cause really they all got themselves killed
Word to Ezekiel? They were just easy kills
And he's like a sleeping pill, 'cause Zeke will put you to sleep like he's Zzz Quil
With these three little words (Kill 'em all)
Indeed we will, leave all these MCs bewildered
They callin' me Steve Spielberg
'Cause I'm in the need of a whole lot of Emmys for
All these bodies I put in these morgues
I belong in a Henry Ford, sick of the envy board
Like that actress, they will just condemn me more
I said way too many horrible things to forgive me for