0000 Lyrics (English Translation) – Masato Hayashi

A devil’s song from hell
Run away right now
You’ll tell everyone

I’m here, brother
I’m here, good girl
I’ll give you a bum’s life
Sink or swim, do or die
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m here, be prepared, you half-assed, ordinary body
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything in this world is karma, I’ll even absorb and exhale your pain, let’s go

Smoking a cigarette, drenched in rain at the street corner, drifting aimlessly
Looking back at that point of contention and repeating this scen
od, please, it’s ridiculous, your past was still better
Bright red blood, the death of a friend in the emergency room, a black ring on my wrist
Uh, yeah, yeah
I don’t need pocket money
From the lunch I stole, a million in my wallet
Does it sound like a lie in Japan? That’s why you’re still at peace
Overcoming the intense night drama, the dirt won’t wash off the paper

Like many men, someone wishes for death, aiming bullets
Those guys are still crazy, that girl says amazing
Looking back is meaningless, so from one to the next, go
Not enough, so again and again, fat gang, gang, flipping the world upside down

I’m here, brother, I’m here, good girl
I’ll give you a bum’s life, sink or swim, do or die
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah, yeah
I’m here, be prepared, you half-assed, ordinary body
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah, yeah
Everything in this world is karma, I’ll even absorb and exhale your pain
Let’s go, let’s go, yeah, yeah, yeah
The devil who came from hell, a shooter who sees through lies, let’s go

Still playing, still playing
0000 Making money
Still playing, still playing
0000 Making a fortune
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Still playing, still playing
0000 Making a fortune

Yeah, making money
Again, I was just having fun and my money increased
Making those guys understand, ratatatatata
Hachioji’s 923 is still don da da
Hustlers, pray for me
The losers pay for me
A to Z of a lame liar made by someone
Henny is my water
Empty bottles on the floor
My wallet is overflowing with bills
Gold hanging around my neck

But still, the routine of evil, separated by wabi and sabi
Does it hurt to see me ruling everything, making the impossible possible?
Eating bananas, shut up, that two-faced guy (Ooh)
I was already fed up with taking care of idiots, so uh
I don’t need any pity, oh (Skr)
My stomach is full of fake stuff, oh (Hey)
We are Lucifer who ran away from that god
That’s why we do whatever we want without any compliance

Still playing, still playing
0000 Making money
Still playing, still playing
0000 Making a fortune
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Still playing, still playing
0000 Making a fortune