D.Action – Check it out Lyrics [English, Romanization]

D.Action – Check it out Lyrics [English, Romanization]

Artist	Title	Album	Release	Genre
D.Action	Check It Out	Single	2016.01.20	Rap/Hip-Hop

English Lyrics

I’ve worked harder than anyone

I’ve wished more desperately than everyone

To go somewhere higher than where I am

Higher than the Earth

I’m looking for original vibes

Platonic, fuckdat Mental connection

I give my body and soul for my work

Nothing’s for free The nights I’ve traded with my lifespan

Damn, I’m not dead yet bruh

Let the sound come I’ve been dead and back bruh

Damn, I’m not dead yet bruh

Killing myself over sleepless nights to get the music out, uh

If the beat was a lady, I unbutton every night

Nothing is platonic here I gave her everything I had

If the beat was a guy, I get drunk with him every night

All the neighbors groove along, bass and drum

Check it out

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

I move to the rhythm, I feel like something will work out today

I brought my earphones with me

Don’t trap me in some basement

Earth is like my studio

Keep it thoro, no need to hide

I am my promotion, one listen and you’ll be prisoner to my music

My music is so unique, it could reach Kim Jung Un on the other side of the border

He’ll feel the beats coming from the underground tunnels

Top hit, rather than unknown

But hot shit, rather than commercialized sweetness

My music gets the Korean Americans coughing up

What’s good is good, and good is real shit

My company gives me work and I say no

I get my choices, not a bad life at all

Where I stand is the center of art culture

I don’t mind it, in fact, I like how drinking goes down in Korea

Check it out

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

Never doubt me again, I’m hot

Never doubt me again, I’m cool

Friends who didn’t have faith in me

I’ve beaten them all in this arm-wrestle against reality

I know you feel me

Watch me

When I spit dirty things, it’s to freshen my breath

Music and I go together like needle and thread

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

Romanization

nu-gu-bo-da yŏl-shim-hi sa-rat-chi

nu-gu-bo-da jŏl-shir-hi ba-rat-ta-go nan

chi-gŭm-bo-da hwŏl-ssin no-p’ŭn ‘gos-ŭ-ro go

chi-gu-bo-da hwŏl-ssin no-p’ŭn ‘gi-bu-nŭ-ro

wŏn-ch’o-jŏ-gin ba-i-bŭ wŏn-hae

p’ŭl-la-t’o-ni-gi ŏ-di-sŏ fuckdat chŏng-shin-jŏ-gin ‘gyo-gam

nae jak-p’u-mŭl rwi-hae mom sa-ri-ji a-na

kong-tcha-ga ŏ-di-sŏ saeng-myŏng-i dan-ch’uk toe-nŭn nŭ-kkim-gwa mat-pa-kkun bam

Damn a-jik chuk-chi a-na-sŏ bruh

so-ri na-ol ttae nan ‘gŭ-man-k’ŭm ju-gŏt-ta kkae-sŏ bruh

Damn a-jik chuk-chi a-na-sŏ bruh

so-ri na-ol man-k’ŭm bam-sae-myŏ saeng-myŏng-ŭl tan-ch’uk uh

pi-t’ŭ-ga yŏ-ja-ra-myŏn mae-il bam tan-ch’u p’u-rŏ

p’ŭl-la-t’o-ni-gi ŏ-di-sŏ da p’ŏ-jwŏ-sŏ t’ŭ-rŏ-kŭ-ro

pi-t’ŭ-ga nam-ja-ra-myŏn mae-il bam ga-ch’i drunken

a-raet-chip-to ga-ch’i kkŭ-dŏ-kyŏ bass and drum

Check it out

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

mwŏn-‘ga na-ol gŏt ka-t’ŭn nal li-dŭ-mŭl t’a

ki-ŏ-k’o kkop-ko na-on i-ŏ-p’on

nal chi-ha-shi-re ga-du-ji-ma

nae ja-gŏp-shi-rŭn ji-gu mo-dŭn ‘gon-ni-ni-kka

Keep it thoro sum-gil p’i-ryo ŏp-chi no-mo

na ja-ch’e-ga p’ŭ-ro-mo-syŏn han bŏn-man dŭ-rŏ-do na-ŭi p’o-ro

nae jŏng-ch’e-sŏng-ŭn ch’ŏl-ch’aek-sŏn-do nŏm-ŏ gim-jŏng-ŭn-i dŭ-rŭl-chi-do

ttang-gul t’a-go ul-lil bu-dŭ-rŏ-un jin-dong

a-mu-do mol-la-ju-gi-bo-dan top hit

kŭn-de sang-ŏ-p’wa dal-tar-ham bo-da-nŭn hot shit

kyo-p’o-dŭl han bŏn dŭ-rŭ-myŏn t’o-hal tŭt ki-ch’im

cho-ŭn ‘ge jo-ŭn ‘gŏ nae gi-jun-e jo-ŭn ‘gŏn real shit

hoe-sa-nŭn nae-ge il-gŏ-ril chu-go nan ‘go-gae-rŭl chŏ-ŏ

kol-la-sŏ hae na-rŭm gwaen-ch’a-nŭn sal-mi-ji

nae-ga bal tam-gŭ-go in-nŭn i-gon-ni ye-sul-mun-hwa

ra-myŏn ch’a-ra-ri jŭl-gi-ji mwŏ tae-han-min-‘gu-gŭi sul mun-hwa

Check it out

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

ta-shin nal rŭi-shim-ha-ji-ma I’m hot

ta-shin nal rŭi-shim-ha-ji-ma I’m cool

han-shim-ha-ge bo-dŏn ch’in-‘gu-dŭl ban-shin-ban-ŭi

hyŏn-shil-gwa-ŭi p’al-ssi-rŭm-e-sŏ i-gyŏ nae-wat-chi

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

Watch me

chi-jŏ-bun-han ma-rŭl bae-t’ŭl ttaen il-chong-ŭi ip-ka-shim

ŭm-ak-kwa nan ba-nŭl-gwa shil

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

D.Action – Check it out Lyrics [English, Romanization]

D.Action – Check it out English Lyrics

I’ve worked harder than anyone

I’ve wished more desperately than everyone

To go somewhere higher than where I am

Higher than the Earth

I’m looking for original vibes

Platonic, fuckdat Mental connection

I give my body and soul for my work

Nothing’s for free The nights I’ve traded with my lifespan

Damn, I’m not dead yet bruh

Let the sound come I’ve been dead and back bruh

Damn, I’m not dead yet bruh

Killing myself over sleepless nights to get the music out, uh

If the beat was a lady, I unbutton every night

Nothing is platonic here I gave her everything I had

If the beat was a guy, I get drunk with him every night

All the neighbors groove along, bass and drum

Check it out

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

I move to the rhythm, I feel like something will work out today

I brought my earphones with me

Don’t trap me in some basement

Earth is like my studio

Keep it thoro, no need to hide

I am my promotion, one listen and you’ll be prisoner to my music

My music is so unique, it could reach Kim Jung Un on the other side of the border

He’ll feel the beats coming from the underground tunnels

Top hit, rather than unknown

But hot shit, rather than commercialized sweetness

My music gets the Korean Americans coughing up

What’s good is good, and good is real shit

My company gives me work and I say no

I get my choices, not a bad life at all

Where I stand is the center of art culture

I don’t mind it, in fact, I like how drinking goes down in Korea

Check it out

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

Never doubt me again, I’m hot

Never doubt me again, I’m cool

Friends who didn’t have faith in me

I’ve beaten them all in this arm-wrestle against reality

I know you feel me

Watch me

When I spit dirty things, it’s to freshen my breath

Music and I go together like needle and thread

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

Everyone looks at me and wonders

They say I have a strange charm

I’m cool, but still hot

It’s impossible to put my rhythm on paper

I’m cool, but still hot

D.Action – Check it out Romanization

nu-gu-bo-da yŏl-shim-hi sa-rat-chi

nu-gu-bo-da jŏl-shir-hi ba-rat-ta-go nan

chi-gŭm-bo-da hwŏl-ssin no-p’ŭn ‘gos-ŭ-ro go

chi-gu-bo-da hwŏl-ssin no-p’ŭn ‘gi-bu-nŭ-ro

wŏn-ch’o-jŏ-gin ba-i-bŭ wŏn-hae

p’ŭl-la-t’o-ni-gi ŏ-di-sŏ fuckdat chŏng-shin-jŏ-gin ‘gyo-gam

nae jak-p’u-mŭl rwi-hae mom sa-ri-ji a-na

kong-tcha-ga ŏ-di-sŏ saeng-myŏng-i dan-ch’uk toe-nŭn nŭ-kkim-gwa mat-pa-kkun bam

Damn a-jik chuk-chi a-na-sŏ bruh

so-ri na-ol ttae nan ‘gŭ-man-k’ŭm ju-gŏt-ta kkae-sŏ bruh

Damn a-jik chuk-chi a-na-sŏ bruh

so-ri na-ol man-k’ŭm bam-sae-myŏ saeng-myŏng-ŭl tan-ch’uk uh

pi-t’ŭ-ga yŏ-ja-ra-myŏn mae-il bam tan-ch’u p’u-rŏ

p’ŭl-la-t’o-ni-gi ŏ-di-sŏ da p’ŏ-jwŏ-sŏ t’ŭ-rŏ-kŭ-ro

pi-t’ŭ-ga nam-ja-ra-myŏn mae-il bam ga-ch’i drunken

a-raet-chip-to ga-ch’i kkŭ-dŏ-kyŏ bass and drum

Check it out

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

mwŏn-‘ga na-ol gŏt ka-t’ŭn nal li-dŭ-mŭl t’a

ki-ŏ-k’o kkop-ko na-on i-ŏ-p’on

nal chi-ha-shi-re ga-du-ji-ma

nae ja-gŏp-shi-rŭn ji-gu mo-dŭn ‘gon-ni-ni-kka

Keep it thoro sum-gil p’i-ryo ŏp-chi no-mo

na ja-ch’e-ga p’ŭ-ro-mo-syŏn han bŏn-man dŭ-rŏ-do na-ŭi p’o-ro

nae jŏng-ch’e-sŏng-ŭn ch’ŏl-ch’aek-sŏn-do nŏm-ŏ gim-jŏng-ŭn-i dŭ-rŭl-chi-do

ttang-gul t’a-go ul-lil bu-dŭ-rŏ-un jin-dong

a-mu-do mol-la-ju-gi-bo-dan top hit

kŭn-de sang-ŏ-p’wa dal-tar-ham bo-da-nŭn hot shit

kyo-p’o-dŭl han bŏn dŭ-rŭ-myŏn t’o-hal tŭt ki-ch’im

cho-ŭn ‘ge jo-ŭn ‘gŏ nae gi-jun-e jo-ŭn ‘gŏn real shit

hoe-sa-nŭn nae-ge il-gŏ-ril chu-go nan ‘go-gae-rŭl chŏ-ŏ

kol-la-sŏ hae na-rŭm gwaen-ch’a-nŭn sal-mi-ji

nae-ga bal tam-gŭ-go in-nŭn i-gon-ni ye-sul-mun-hwa

ra-myŏn ch’a-ra-ri jŭl-gi-ji mwŏ tae-han-min-‘gu-gŭi sul mun-hwa

Check it out

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

ta-shin nal rŭi-shim-ha-ji-ma I’m hot

ta-shin nal rŭi-shim-ha-ji-ma I’m cool

han-shim-ha-ge bo-dŏn ch’in-‘gu-dŭl ban-shin-ban-ŭi

hyŏn-shil-gwa-ŭi p’al-ssi-rŭm-e-sŏ i-gyŏ nae-wat-chi

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

I know you feel me

Watch me

chi-jŏ-bun-han ma-rŭl bae-t’ŭl ttaen il-chong-ŭi ip-ka-shim

ŭm-ak-kwa nan ba-nŭl-gwa shil

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

mo-du-ga nal bo-myŏn ‘gung-gŭm-hae-ha-ne

myo-han mae-ryŏ-kŭl gat-ko it-tae

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae

nae-ga t’a-nŭn bak-cha-nŭn nŭm-p’yo-ro-do mot kŭ-ryŏ

nan nyŏ-jŏn-hi Coolhan-de Hothae