At What Cost? Lyrics English Translation by Loota
(feat. Coldie)
A life with no stunt doubles (Yah)
This story’s just like a movie (Gang)
You’re backed into a corner, getting desperate (Gang)
Moving toward the climax, the ten-count (Gang)
The result of failures piled up (Gang)
Looking down from above at the downfall (Gang)
An incident scene, adding a touch of color
Even if you don’t say it, I get that
Speed race, too fast, my bad
Swagged out, this is only natural
Always chasin’ treasure
Top of my ship, got a fishing pole
Don’t need no ***-end fashion
Even in plain clothes, my swagger’s polished
Rockin’ the dance floor just for fun
Stackin up (Stackin up), what I die for
Secrets hidden beneath these bandages
Wounds you don’t wanna go lickin’
Still twitchin’ where they stitched me up
The ratio’s all out of balance
Always tense up when it’s time to act
Send up a smoke screen and take off safely
The method’s etched into my body
The flesh clingin’ to the skin
A life with no stunt doubles (Yah)
This story’s just like a movie (Gang)
You’re backed into a corner, getting desperate (Gang)
Moving toward the climax, the ten-count (Gang)
The result of failures piled up
Looking down from above at the downfall
An incident scene, adding a touch of color
Even if you don’t say it, I get that (Yeah)
The entrusted samurai spirit, slice through society’s deceit
You’re lackin’, right? Dopamine stimulation (Skerre)
The pain that grows along with desire
Trash gets tossed in the garbage can
It won’t end peacefully, it’s after the festival
Pourin’ oil on the fire, playin’ with flames
Step away, while you still can
Even if I spit the truth and get hated
I do me, an unbreakable stance
Sometimes clashin’ with racks and business
Always wear my heart on my sleeve
Limiters disengaged, we cold-blooded
A detour that never strays from the main point
Those guys can’t keep up, just recitin’ lines
In the end, I leave it to your imagination
Let’s settle this, we’re orcas
I’m not alone, my side’s my crew
The story’s clear even in silence
When we open our mouths, it’s for real
Can’t afford to lose the fight, so it’s get rich or die tryin’
Can’t go home empty-handed, so we fatten the pocket, we outside
A life with no stunt doubles (Yah)
This story’s just like a movie (Gang)
You’re backed into a corner, getting desperate (Gang)
Moving toward the climax, the ten-count (Gang)
The result of failures piled up (Gang)
Looking down from above at the downfall (Gang)
An incident scene, adding a touch of color
Even if you don’t say it, I get that
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