Epik High High Skool Lyrics

Hakkyoeso da hamke A-B-C-D-E-P-I-K
jigjangeso da hamke A-B-C-D-E-P-I-K

Turntable check microphone check
pegpeghi chewojin ne nalgun gongcheg E-P-I-K

Epik is back wit another phat track
urin hiphop scene ui byoljong rap's black cat
segdarun black music world ma backpack
sog raimcheg soge jolde huhoeobnun sontheg
sosajogin nophum hiphope bidgwa sogum bugumso nebethnun
rhyme maker get your mind wide open
ijen igsughe sonpyoge soni dadnun gosun
hyangginun gadughe sese honi mandun kochun
ne mame yongwonthorog ullyo pojyogane
nowa ne yonge torosoge bonshighane
rhyme and flow gijunul mandun trio
imanhamyon pihageji irony K.O

Teronun gojid aphe gakkum mengsuboda sanaun
gashi dodhin yasugathi flow tanun baramun
gosen more pogpung boda hwolsshin do tagaun
hoechoriga dwe marhanun jinshire so ne gagun
hal marun obsumyonso micrul jabun MCwa
hedabun obsumyonso umagul tajinun mania
da gathe guduri mandun hiphop kamkamhe
nan hamke gyonggyeson pyongyon obnun umagdabge
sumul dul set net jogum do sumul dusege
morashwio boda do balgun mire samsede
night and day keep it high epik highga hullin tam
do najun gosul barabwa shimunhwaui tang

Now go gochin ne salme pungpasogedo
I remember sese k__gwa midum
teron muruphkulhgo hanurege murobwa
shibnyondwie dwidora bomyo usulka
lesson one listen son sarangi pungmanheyahe
namege mathgigien hiphop gunyoga bulssanghe
naui street lovin' love song to the world
jagidochwi soge pajin munhwanun muryoghangol
yes sir godogkuthe hansarangul jikhyo
jongsangeso jinjonghan jadulmane free love
we get high word jayu sosashi forget the wealth
gopume magul nerimyo haters better watch yaself

02. High Skool
translation by: eonyoung (also credit: aheeyah.com)

[Hook]
Lets A-B-C-D-E-P-I-K together in school
Lets A-B-C-D-E-P-I-K at work

[Bridge]
Turntable check, Microphone check
My worn notebook that's filled up, E-P-I-K!

[Verse 1]
Epik is back wit another phat track, We're hiphop scene's oddity - rap's black cat
A different new black music world! in ma backpack there's my rhyme book that has the unregretable choice
A descriptive high noise, hiphop's light and salt, spat out from the Gospels rhyme maker get your mind wide open
Now I'm used to it, the thing that the flat of my hand touches is the fragrant flower that the three of our souls made
It echos in my heart to the point of eternity,
rhyme and flow we're the Trio that made the standard...you're probably gonna get out of my way now, irony K.O!

[Verse 2]
Sometimes in front of lies, the wind that's riding the flow's like a wild animal that's got a thorn fiercer than a beast stuck on it
and it becomes a stinging switch that's more so than a strong sandstorm, a piece of writing that talks- my rhymes
A MC that grabs the MIC even though he has nothing to say and a MANIA that argues about music even though he has no answers
They're all alike! The hiphop they make are gloomy...I'm going to make it! Music that has no boundaries or bias
Twenty two three four take in a bit more breath, the future third generation that's going to be brighter than that
night and day keep it high epik high the sweat they shed, look somewhere lower, street culture's land

[Verse 3]
now GO! even in the rough storm of my life I remember the three of our dreams and beliefs
Sometimes I fall to my knees and ask the sky - are we going to smile about the past ten years later?
lesson one! listen son. love's gotta be abundant, it would be a pity for hiphop to leave her to someone else
My street lovin' love song to the world, culture that's only self-absorbed is powerless
yes sir keep to one love at the end of solitude - only those who are normal and true have free love!
we get high! word, freedom, epic, forget the wealth! We let down the curtain of bubbles and say haters better watch yaself!