オワリ (Owari) Lyrics (English Translation) – NENE

Read the full オワリ (Owari) (English Translation) lyrics by NENE along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Nene’s music, you can also explore HAJIMARI, another song by Nene.

[Intro]
I listened to your new song.
What? Hey, there’s no credit listed.
Huh? You’re a rapper?
Even though you don’t write your own lyrics?
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

[Chorus]
I’m on the mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on the mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on the mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on the mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch

[Verse 1]
Okay, let’s talk about it
The time has finally come
Let’s lay it out in black and white
This is a call-out sht
Someone had to say it
Dirty music industry, shut the fck up
Copycats, copycats, that one’s a copy too
All of them, every single one of them is copying us
All those wannabes—copy-paste
So boring, I’m yawning
What is art? What is music?
You dirty puies
Counterfeits—so lame
All you can do is imitate, puy
Is it just about sales?
Just about making money?
We’re showing you what’s in our heads, our own way
Have some pride—how pathetic
Rotten music industry—it stinks

Does sushi taste good bought with money from tricking kids?
Someone’s always getting exploited
And the trash piles up the numbers
I can’t stay quiet anymore
It’s time to end this system
Out-of-ideas hyenas
Call Chanmina if you’re stuck
If you pay, I might give you an idea

[Chorus]
Mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
‘Cause I’m a muse, muse, muse
I’m hot—sizzle sizzle sizzle
You all are pop
We’re Hip-Hop
Someone had to say it
Let’s clean up this filthy industry

[Verse 2]
A gang of thieves playing artist
Instead of liposuction, why not use your brains?
My mouth hurts from spitting fire
Next track’s already loaded
Your songs never play in the club
All I hear is quack-quack—wack
Cutting through the darkness like Black Jack
Independent—stacking money
Wig like NENE
Makeup like NENE
Nails like NENE
Style like NENE
Even if you copy it all—you’re not NENE
Your brain, your face—made differently from the core
Numbers can’t fool anyone—this is the real story
My brilliance is obvious at first glance
Fake fans? I don’t need ’em
Don’t bring the level down
I’m so high, SKY-HI
Get your parachutes ready
I’m about to expose the darkness (grrr)

[Chorus]
Mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
I’m on your mood board
I’m on your mood board, btch
‘Cause I’m a muse, muse, muse
I’m hot—sizzle sizzle sizzle
You all are pop
We’re Hip-Hop
Someone had to say it
Let’s clean up this filthy industry

[Verse 3]
Every single time, I spit thinking,
“I’m gonna change your life in these 2–3 minutes”
I grip the mic with my life on the line
Your grass looks rotten from here
Don’t underestimate rap
This is sacred—put your hands together
I’ve dropped so many tracks, I give back to the scene
This flow’s sick
That’s why you got sick
Pay tips to b*tches like disposable goods—kickback
I’m gonna pee on a JIGG beat
Burning the trash I set on fire—wipe it all out
Splattered with blood from my stabbing bars
Beware of the mad dog—no owner in sight
No point in comparing—I’m running away with it
But I gotta make it clear
Back then, I was laughed at
Still rapping today ‘cause I never gave up
Who’s wack now?
Now everyone’s stealing my swag
Different vaginas—don’t lump us together
Huh? Who’s the hottest?
That’s obvious already
I’m the hottest one
Burned

[Outro]
Yeah
B*tches
Market
Stealing
Group
Right?
You know what’s real, don’t you?
I know a lot of things
Your…
You all are seriously lame