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DEMONDICE
21st Century Haters

[Verse 1: Demondice]
That 21st Century rudimentary trap for the weak
A tried and successful technique
An elementary mental faรงade
Theyโ€…giveโ€…you instructions forโ€…living and label them God
Hold yourโ€…applause, you're bound to the laws
The same sods that berate ya
Step out of line, you'll find society decides to isolate ya
(ugh crawling in my skin)
Take a picture, it'll last you longer
Squandering time, 'cause it's worthless to ponder
Rather be homesick than lovesick, a goner
Call me a monster, I do what I wanna
Manufacturing a reality with a ใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใŒใชใ„ mentality
We grow to despise formality
Burn our maladies like the calories (that is sketchy as fuck)
Turning verses into curses, sentences into spells
Monsignor told me it was certain I was homebound for hell
Relentlessly relay their senselessness
Surrender your senses to censorship
Instead of addressing the stress that unfolds
We swallow it, follow and do as we're told
Sore loser, logical and diabolical extent
To splatter their insults all over the pavement
And the haters who tell us to get bent (get bent!)
Just to find it kind of humorous to shit on my fun
I just see humans being tumorous
Good thing I never was one
[Chorus: Demondice]
You can call us pretentious
We'll paint this whole town
With every color we were made to believe is unsound
'Cause we're the poked and prodded, pushed around and finally wasted
Suffice to say the guys that pay up plans for the braindead
Decisively divide and multiply; that's what they said
We're doomed until we die to help the next of us stay fed
What goes around, comes around, a shot to the head
It all comes tumbling down to the 21st Century hatred

[Verse 2: Deadfool]
ใ‚ฌใƒใงใƒžใ‚ธใง็ฅžใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใ€€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็„กๅ…่จฑ
Flow rhymeๅ–ใ‚Š็ท ใพใ‚Šใ€€Hiphop่ญฆๅฏŸ
้•ๅๅˆ‡็ฌฆใงmake art ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‚‘ไฝœ
ๅผ•ใใฆๆ•ฐๅคšใ€€hate maker ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚“ใชใ€€่ฟทๆƒ‘
Hateใจๅ”พใง่‚ฒใคใ€€ใƒžใƒชใƒ•ใ‚กใƒŠ
ๅธใฃใฆrappinn answer ใงใตใกใ‚ƒใ‚“(my name)ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–น
ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใฏ่‰ฏใ็ฃจใ’ใ€€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒใฎ็ฅžๆง˜
็ฉบใ‘ใจใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€€ไธธๆ›ธใ„ใŸ่„‡่…น
ใƒ€ใƒผใƒ„ใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใฌใ€€็š„ๅค–ใ‚Œ
ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚็ตๆžœใ€€็พŽๅ‘ณใ„ใ€€้ณฉใ‚ตใƒ–ใƒฌ
ๅปƒๆฃ„็‰ฉใง่ทณใ‚“ใงใ‚คใ‚ฑใ‚‹(็ตถ้ ‚) ็”ฃๆฅญ้ฉๅ‘ฝ
ๆ€จใฟใฎ็จฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ€€ๅปƒๆฅญ็ขบๅฎš
ใ‚ˆใ่ดใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ€€ๅฃฐๅฐใ•ใใฆ
ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใง้€ใ‚‹ใชใ€€่€ณ้ผป็ง‘่กŒใ‘ใฃใฆ
ๅคงๅฃฐใง็ฝตใฃใฆใฟใ›ใฆใ‚ˆใ€€ใญใ‡
DEMONDICEใจใงใตใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจMINARIใฎๅ‰ใง
[Chorus: Demondice]
You can call us pretentious
We'll paint this whole town
With every color we were made to believe is unsound
'Cause we're the poked and prodded, pushed around and finally wasted
Suffice to say the guys that pay up plans for the braindead
Decisively divide and multiply; that's what they said
We're doomed until we die to help the next of us stay fed
What goes around, comes around, a shot to the head
It all comes tumbling down to the 21st Century hatred

[Verse 3: Minari]
์ข…์ฐฉ์—ญ์€ ์–ด๋””์ผ๊นŒ ๋๋‚˜์ง€ ์•Š๋Š” ํŒจ์‹ธ์›€
์—ฌํ˜๋‚จํ˜
์ข† ๊ฐ™์ง€๋„ ์•Š์€ ์žํƒœ
์•„ ๋ชฐ๋ผ ์‹œ๋ฐœ ๋†ˆ์ด์•ผ
๋‹ฌ๊ณ  ์‚ฌ๋Š” ๊ฑฐ์ง“๋ง๋กœ ์ขํ˜€๊ฐ€๋Š” ํ”Œ๋ก ํ‹ฐ์–ด
์ง„์ฃผ ๋ชฉ๊ฑธ์ด๋ฅผ ๋‹จ ๋ผ์ง€์—๊ฒ ์ด๋ค„์ง€์ง€ ์•Š์„ ์ˆ˜ํผ๋น„์ „
๋‚  ์‹ซ์–ดํ•˜๋Š” ๋„ค๊ฒŒ ์ž˜ ๋ณด์ผ ์ด์œ ๋Š” ์—†์ง€
๋‚˜ํ•œํ…Œ ์ด๊ธฐ๊ธฐ์—” ์ˆ˜์ฒœ๋…„ ๊ฑธ๋ฆฌ์ง€
์ถ•๋ณต์ด๋ž€ ์Šน์ž์—๊ฒŒ ๊ธฐ์šฐ๋Š” ๋ฒ•์ด์ง€
์ž˜ ๋ด ํ•œ ์ชฝ ๋ง๋งŒ ๋“ฃ๋Š” ๊ฑด ๋‚˜๋น 
๋‡Œ ์šฉ๋Ÿ‰์ด ๊ฐ€๋‚œํ•œ ๋„ˆ์˜ ์ˆจํ†ต์„ ๋”ฐ
์ฐฉํ•œ ๋ง ํ•˜๊ณ  ์‹ถ์€๋ฐ ๋ฐฉํ•ดํ•˜์ง€๋งˆ
ํŽ˜๋ฏธ๋‹ˆ์ฆ˜์€ ๋‹ค ๋ŒํŒ”์ด๋ƒ
์ข†๊นŒ์ง€๋งˆ
์•„ ๋„ˆ๋„จ ๊น” ์ข†์ด ์—†๊ตฌ๋‚˜
๊ทธ๋Ÿผ ์‘ˆ ํ•˜์ง€๋งˆ
ํ˜œํ™”์—ญ ๊ณ ๊ธฐ ๋„๋งค์‹œ์žฅ
์™ ์ง€ ๊ทธ ํ›„๋กœ ๋ฐฑ์ˆ™์ด ์•ˆ๋•ก๊ฒจ
์ž˜๋“ค์–ด ์–ธ๋‹ˆ๋Š” ์—ฌ์ž๋ผ์„œ ์—ฌ์ž ์กด๋‚˜ ํŒฐ ์ˆ˜ ์žˆ์–ด
๋„ค์ดํŠธโ€ฏํŒ์ถ˜๋ฌธ์˜ˆ๋Š” ๊นŒ๋Œ€ ๊ฐ€๋ถ€์žฅ์ œ
๋ง‰๋ฌด๊ฐ€๋‚ด๋กœ ๊ณต๋ถ€ํ•˜๋ผ๋Š” ํ•™์ˆ ๋‹จ์ฒด
ํŠธ์œ„ํ„ฐ๊นŒ์ง€ ๊ฐœ ์Œ‰์†Œ๋ฆฌ๋Š” ์ œ๋ฐœ ์ข€ ์ž์ œ
๋ง์ƒ ์† ํ‰์ž ๊นŒ๊ณ  ๊ฒฐ๋ง์€ ์ˆ˜ ๋งŽ์€ ๋ฐ•์ˆ˜ ๊ฐˆ์ฑ„
[Chorus: Demondice]
You can call us pretentious
We'll paint this whole town
With every color we were made to believe is unsound
'Cause we're the poked and prodded, pushed around and finally wasted
Suffice to say the guys that pay up plans for the braindead
Decisively divide and multiply; that's what they said
We're doomed until we die to help the next of us stay fed
What goes around, comes around, a shot to the head
It all comes tumbling down to the 21st Century hatred