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translation credits to doolset bangtan
my heart stopped when i was nine or ten putting my hand on my heart i ask “what was my dream?”
the word “later” can’t do anything anymore don’t live your life by being trapped in someone else’s dream
i’d pick my nose out of boredom i’d write a song and make everyone on earth sing it
i with bangtan family i’m still am still nonetheless hungry for music
i’d become the kim jong-un of the hip hop scene
but what will happen if bangtansonyeondan advances?