[Verse 1: Changbin]
One, two, 3RACHA, get spotlight
It's already been five years since I shouted, that prime time
Our credit is always the biggest headline
Top of the charts around the world
There's no end to my beginner resolution
In the end, it doesn't matter, full circle
There's a fine line between pride and self-confidence
It's all gone in one bit once I cross that line, ayy
(Ooh) My time is like water
Make a slope to make it flow faster
(Ooh) When the sun is about to rise
My two eyes became rabbit eyes, bloodshot
(Ooh) one can never get used to this lifestyle
Life pattern without two-five-seven-eight-nine
Wanting to be special, even for a single day
You can't last, GG in all probability
Unlike back then, when the quantity of my work was my pride
We competed and won with quantity and quality
A far-off vague dream? We weren't the ones with our heads in the clouds
A gust of wind caused a typhoon, a folding screen that will become a decoration
It will become a wall on which to hang our numerous awards
I'm going to pierce your eardrums
[Chorus: Changbin, Bang Chan]
3RACHA (Bang)
The collision of three rain clouds (Drr-ah)
Shut up (Yeah, yeah)
Everything we say pulls the carriage (Ah, ooh)
Draw all the inspirations, we beat in our way (Ra, ra)
3RACHA
Stray Kids
(3RACHA)
One, two, 3RACHA, get spotlight
It's already been five years since I shouted, that prime time
Our credit is always the biggest headline
Top of the charts around the world
There's no end to my beginner resolution
In the end, it doesn't matter, full circle
There's a fine line between pride and self-confidence
It's all gone in one bit once I cross that line, ayy
(Ooh) My time is like water
Make a slope to make it flow faster
(Ooh) When the sun is about to rise
My two eyes became rabbit eyes, bloodshot
(Ooh) one can never get used to this lifestyle
Life pattern without two-five-seven-eight-nine
Wanting to be special, even for a single day
You can't last, GG in all probability
Unlike back then, when the quantity of my work was my pride
We competed and won with quantity and quality
A far-off vague dream? We weren't the ones with our heads in the clouds
A gust of wind caused a typhoon, a folding screen that will become a decoration
It will become a wall on which to hang our numerous awards
I'm going to pierce your eardrums
[Chorus: Changbin, Bang Chan]
3RACHA (Bang)
The collision of three rain clouds (Drr-ah)
Shut up (Yeah, yeah)
Everything we say pulls the carriage (Ah, ooh)
Draw all the inspirations, we beat in our way (Ra, ra)
3RACHA
Stray Kids
(3RACHA)
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