P.A.C.E

Yeah
Illuminated by the light on my laptop
Chop chop, I'm cooking up a hot pot
Creating a beat like a skeptical hyung
Ooh, I say thanks to my team
Together with J.One and SPEARB
We work through the night
Until the good product is completed
I do it for the fam, I do it for the team
Yeah, I do it with my hands
I'm playing for the team
3RACHA bomb
Even if I write a rough verse
Even if I find a rough melody
Even if the rough style changes too much
We are one explosion

Listen up, I'm pretty sure you heard wrong
I said ninjas, fam, I think you misheard
'Cause I represent and I show respect
To all people in the whole world
Our name was engraved in steel
3RACHA's time is ticking
You what, mate? We won't stop

Pick up the pace
We won't stop until the end
Pick up the pace
There's no stable table in the game of chess
Pick up the pace
We don't need a script for our lyrics
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace

We've been beaten by a lot of lime
A lot of haters and a lot of thoughts
In the lyrics, the most important thing
We always think about us, but the results are unpredictable
Even if we predict, you're too confident, 3RACHA, are you confident?

CB97, the red carpet that seems like a movie theater here
Feeling like walking on the red carpet
I sent a text if you ask for lyrics again
The lyrics are like a rebirth
I run in my book
I can't hear my heart, I keep writing in my notebook
I fixed my pen and organized it

Continuing to sharpen
Even the missing label
Influenced by SPEARB and CB's skillful style
I'm going to a place where I can find a missing piece
Now I'll break all the conclusions so far
(so far)
(so far)
(so far)

Pick up the pace
We won't stop until the end
Pick up the pace
There's no stable table in the game of chess
Pick up the pace
We don't need a script for our lyrics
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace

Something good is coming out for the first time
Like Friday night, I'm living like a weekend
Give yourself a break, alright
Today, CB's crush on B
I don't know how to write lyrics
One, two, when the punchline comes, knockdown
Thinking about the right answer
Let's make a big deal, the one who's in the middle, give me a weekend
Let me think about it
Whatever happens, make it fun every day
Write down the lyrics, when you're ready, put on your shoes and run
Tie your shoelaces, tie them tight, enjoy the world
Do a lot of sightseeing, work hard, CB and younger brother J.One, let's swim a little
J.One

We don't know the end, the joy of creation is the best
Somebody say, next time, that's now, I'm
If tomorrow is disappointing, answer me, what you gon' do?
In the maze of happiness, there may be confusion, but regret is a waste

Pick up the pace
We won't stop until the end
Pick up the pace
There's no stable table in the game of chess
Pick up the pace
We don't need a script for our lyrics
Pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Yeah, pick up the pace
Pick up the pace