THA BLUE HERB
HITOKIRI [Mankillers]

(You have solved even anything with money until now,the person who it did once does that is also same.)

Selfish words and crime of unlawful musical preparation, Susukino*1 of smoke and snow, all green.
Cross-eyed tamed handler, mankillers, O-RESIDENT and ILL-BOSTINO.
In the reality of accumulated [bad word]  we settle the floor and drop it dirty.
Unjust killers, bitter, illeagal, WE'RE TBHR.
Out the SP GHETTO*2, the MOST WANTED, gracefully judge you right in you face.
Fight the amnesia of the frontal lobe, zen dialogue intensive meditation method.
MIT's VIP class MIC, close my eyes and show you my calligraphy skills.
Aromatic THC goes at a trot, chahsed by psilocybin.
In the capillaries blood begins to flow backwards, potential abilities link up one after another.
Joining up to [bad word] a great river, I'll show you my tensity before I reach its delta.
To be beaten down of [bad word] recognised, I only wish that you last longer than your predecessor.
The FRESH and unstoppable stranger, my counter attacks as distinctive as Beckam's.
POT DIGGER ,BUDDHA STICK and ZIG ZAG in my pocket, infallible skills make it reach 6500/g.
We cultivate borders indeserted lands, I feel like a [bad word] far ahead of the pack.
Vivid blue MASSIVE hitting straight to the [bad word]  this is where you experience elightenment.
Not into temporary 'SAY HO!' shows, no different to those who enjoy Para Parappa dancing*3.

It's the working season for hunting gimmicks, Travis likes to dis all crappy hip hop.
I chose to [bad word] a heel out of choice, just one of the indees from the North.

MCs who have [bad word] with me are unfortunate, I see you trembling, I bet all your plans
are maladjusted.
After all, you remain in second place, fortunae enough to believe in your dreams for just a moment.
I'm the rapper with three red eyes, the northern battle front is no joke, there's no pause.
The lowest unit of the GOOD MUSIC organization, now it's the orient's turn to invade the West.
real-life game unike fake swordfights or sports, the beat is a taught tight rope.
clash of indivisible thought circuits, ying and yang , high and low, twisting hydro.
life with a pen's calling is amazing, why don't you let me buy all the words you never use?
The only [bad word] here me it's like you've been scolded, proof that my [bad word] from reality.
'Only I am holy', directly shipping the poisoned disc, I stab you with Concord and sit in your memory.
man with an encyclopedia hidden on his tongue, intent on a [bad word] revolution [bad word] 
Yesterday's friend is also a lovable enemy, take the jokes from the scene's mood maker.
 [bad word] YOU 1ST KILL YOU LATER, just please don't [bad word] a stripper Mr Entertaier.

Camouflaged by the black curtain, Tha Blue Herb style, enter through your ear [bad word] and snatch 
away your five sences.

(Then, everyone [bad word] quiet.)

*This translaion is the reproduction from the lyrics card of the album. 
but () part is original.

*1.Susukino....shopping quarter in Sapporo city.
*2.GHETTO....club in Sapporo city.
*3.Para Parappa dancing....dancing with only hands on cheap trance or eurobeat. Japan original. 
                         wack!!