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[Intro: Tablo]
(Supreme T)
1 superstar
(Street T)
2 superstars
(Sleeping M in the back)
3 superstars
Michelin

[Verse 1: Tablo & DJ Tukutz]
Epik High as hell is the way we are
We raised the bar
Do some pull-ups, boy
PUMP PUMP!
Don't get all up in my space, boy
So when we pull up, move your goddamn car, boy, uh
Kick, snare and a bass guitar
You do it basic
I do it based as fuck
Even our marketing is art, call it ShakesPR
Does art put food on the table? Yep

[Verse 2: Mithra Jin]
Listen to this grown man
Get up (Get up), stand up
But first keep your head up
You got your face in your phone all day
Learning nothing
All surface and empty inside, plus your album’s just false gratification
You're not gonna make it
You'rе a music tourist
If we ever drop somеthing mid, it’s be a shock
You've dropped nothing but mid, but won't stop yappin'
Yappin', yappin'
Ain't nothing here for you
Learn to stand before you run amok
[Chorus: Tablo]
We the Top 1, 2, 3
3 kings, 3 gods
When we cook, it's 1, 2, 3
3 stars
Michelin
Michelin
Top 1, 2, 3
3 kings, 3 gods
When we cook, it’s 1, 2, 3
3 stars
Michelin
Michelin

[Verse 3: Mithra Jin]
Yeah
We’re up only like our band's name
Past glory weighs down the future
Throw it out and fly again
Our fandom’s bar is as high as Burj Khalifa
And now the standard pumps out of this world
You can try to divide us but Epik High is Epik High (High, High)
If we want, we can eat up all genres (Genres, genres)
It's in our DNA to see impossible as impossible
You are not like us
We started from the top
[Verse 4: Tablo]
Uh
Fuck a new watch, new chain
I'm snatchin' up your food chain
Thinkin’ I'ma slow down?
Y'all gon need a new brain
Clowns are gon clown but they keep me on my Bruce Wayne
I killed this 44 like MJ with the flu game
How dare you analyze me, stfu
Even in a bear market, I PUMP out an AOTY
Three generations of your family copin' hard, wonderin' “When does he die?”
Because your kids' kids will be haters too

[Chorus: Tablo]
We the Top 1, 2, 3
3 kings, 3 gods
When we cook, it's 1, 2, 3
3 stars
Michelin
Michelin
Top 1, 2, 3
3 kings, 3 gods
When we cook, it's 1, 2, 3
3 stars
Michelin
Michelin
[Refrain: Tablo & DJ Tukutz]
Let's go!
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
Damn, my life tastes so good
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
Sometimes motherfuckers get salty but
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
So tasty, so tasty, so tasty
Damn, my life tastes so good
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
So stylish, so stylish, so stylish
Fuck a recipe, my life tastes so good