Tablo, Canadian Korean, Hip-Hop singer, songwriter, and leader and lead singer of Korean Hip-Hop group Epik High. Epik High has released eight regular albums so far. Tablo wrote all the songs of Epik High with DJ Tukutz*** and all the lyrics with another member, Mithra Jin. In November 211, Tablo released his first album "Rash", and the songs in the album were basically arranged by himself. Tablo also wrote and participated in the production of many songs for others. Tablo's works include hip hop, rock, electronic music like Trance and Triphop, etc. In addition to Epik High, he has also participated in groups such as Eternal Morning and Anyband. As a music teacher, Tablo personally cultivated INFINITE, an idol group of seven people. In March 215, as a representative, Tablo set up a new music label "HIGH GROUND" under YG Entertainment. In July 215, Hyukoh, a popular independent band, became the first signing artist of the studio "Highgrnd" founded by singer Tablo (whose real name is Tablo).
Song title: Hood
Singer: Tablo/Joey Bada$$
Album: Hood
Composer: Code Kunst/Tablo/Joey Badass
Lyrics:
Where? Han 'is the name we give to struggle and pain.
In my home, "Hate" means that we give suffering and pain.
Its river runs through our city like it runs through our veins.
His river runs through our city. Just like the way he flows in our blood,
to us it's the one thing about all things.
For us, it is higher than everything else.
Money, love, gods and kings.
Money, love, God, emperor
It's what's driving' us,
on top of these, it drives us
be it ahead or insane.
keep moving forward or be crazy about it
We sit shotgun to it. Wishin'
We are next to it, looking forward to
that it takes us, Navigates us to a better living'
I hope it will lead us and guide us to a better life
It's with us crammed up in the bus,
It will squeeze into the bus with us
Subway, Our schools and our buildings.
subway, In our schools and buildings,
it's what our appas pay to get food for their children.
the cost for our fathers to get food for their children
it sits at the bottom of the pot when our ummas got that hot. Doenjang guk in the kitchen.
Our mother is cooking miso soup in the kitchen. It is on and on the bottom of the pot.
Day after day, it leads us to keep busy
For the money we fight. Fall but come.
For the money we struggled for, failure defeated again.
That's why we call it won.
That's why we call it "success"
Han is spoken yet unspoken.
Hate is not only silence, But it's loud.
We could be broken but never broken.
We may go bankrupt. But it never broke again
It made my father work the grave shift
It made my father work day and night
And still make his grave shift.
I'm still struggling in the cemetery
And that's that shit right. There.
That's right.
What do you call' soul' is our city right here.
What we call' soul' is sprouting in our city
from Hong Dai to Bedstuy,
From Hongda to Bedstuy
We're born from the same pain, shed like tears.
We were born in the same pain and shed similar tears
p>We call it pain.
Some people call it pain? Man.
We call it love
middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
Hold up your middle finger to those disgusting and broken hearts
and that's that that's that right there.
That's right?
no matter who says what
? Right here
The city that occupies my heart, the sound that wakes me up, the light at night, is here
Some call it pain.
Some people call it pain
We call it'? Man.
We call it love
middle finger to the hate and the broken minds that can't relate.
Put your middle finger up to those disgusting and broken hearts
bee rap supreme. Guess it's only right how i. Tax a fiend.
I use this way to collect money from the devil now.
I will pay the price. The most suitable way to spend money is to have no greed
I cherish honorers, lots of furs and designers, tucked under wet vaginas, in Havana eating Benihana
I deserve the reputation, furs and famous products, and I sing with women every night. Enjoy delicious food in havana
while I puff ganja. then forget all my drama like I ain' t got no fuxking problems man this $ $ keep piling in.
smoking marijuana, as if nothing had happened and forgotten. Continue to earn money
Biggie said it, Mo Money Mo Headaches.
Biggie said that the more money there is, the more headaches there will be
Know he looking down like, "Oh now you get it?"
Maybe he will say, "Do you know now? "
yes I do, it's best you too. I take the $ $ from you then invest in my crew.
Yes, you'd better know that I make money from you and use it to invest in my people
they chestmoves, You couldn't guess what's next too.
Your heart is beating, and you can't predict what will happen next.
I heard that night is approaching. The new moon rises
Somewhere round next June,
Somewhere next June
Somewhere we vex too at the fact that the raps are more like vegetables to you.
We may also be angry because you don't like my rap
But im living sweet, I got the juice. sip slow like it's lemon tea with gin too.
But I got it very well, just like lemon tea mixed with gin, so I need to savor
Hot toddy. Saved to me with a nice mami. Look like dejloaf, catch a body if ya try me.
Like a beautiful woman pouring hot wine for me, someone who looks like DL, don't provoke me for no reason
She so sexy, Got a dead appearance, she dressed up and killed herelf in the mirror.
She is very sexy and always dresses up in front of the mirror for every meeting
Good Lord Help me. The Massacre Got Clearer, Bet she still believe in ya self ie.
God, help me. On the verge of death, she is still taking a selfie.
See that's that that's that right there.
Look, That's it.
Another j blow in the wrong right there.
Smoke is scattered in the air.
A sunny day won't make this pic clear.
Even if the weather is great, it can't make it clear.
For all the dead and gone, Put a split in the air.
For those who have lost, Please hold your hands high
This one for the pain.
For the pain
This one for the hate.
For the hatred
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass nix xas that can't be related.
give the middle finger to those bastards and beggars
and that's that what right there.
Look, That's it.
Another j blow in the wrong right there.
Smoke is scattered in the air.
A sunny day won't make this pic clear.
Even if the weather is great, it can't make it clear.
For all the dead and gone, Put a split in the air.
For those who have lost, Please hold your hands high
This one for the pain.
For the pain
This one for the hate.
For the hatred
Middle finger to the lames and you broke ass nix xas that can't be related.
give those bastards and beggars the middle finger
Good lord help me.
God, help me
? .
I am afraid, but I will be happy.
Good lord help me.
God, help me
? .
Although you are afraid, you will be happy
and that's that it's right there.
Look, that's it.
Another j blow in the wrong right there.
Smoke is scattered in the air
A sunny day won't' t make this pic clear.
Even if the weather is great, it can't be allowed.