Impecável (Itoshi Sae)

I grew up hearing that in the new millennium
I'd be one of the new geniuses, I was the best around
My little brother, I'll be the greatest striker
If you have my blood, I won't be alone at the top

I'll be the best striker in the world
Follow me, brother, you'll be the second
Called to play in Spain
After four years I return, my mind has changed a lot

I can't do it, you can't either
We're nothing
I quit being a striker
A broken promise

But if you beat me, I'll change my mind
I'll embrace my dream
So show me here and now
One-on-one

A chance to show me what you can do
All these years, what were you even playing at?
You'll never beat me, you haven't improved at all
Pathetic, just like any other striker in Asia

Inside Real Madrid
There's no striker here like the ones I've seen
I feel disgust for Japan, disgust for Itoshi Rin
If I'm your motivation, you better give up

You wouldn't last
Not even a week playing in Europe
So stop using me as your motivation
Brother, understand your football is garbage

Oh Japan, I'm here
Don't fool yourselves, I'm not playing for such a miserable national team
I got interested
In this thing called Blue Lock, let's see what trash you've been hiding

There's no scorer here, no scorer
Who deserves my beautiful passes

So be grateful
I'm giving you my time
To play with an Asian monkey
Who doesn't have even a third of my talent

My own country deceived me
No genius in the world carried so many animals
Strikers so weak, they can't even score
Japan's flag, Itoshi Sae tore it apart, tore it apart
Tore it apart, tore it apart
In midfield, a selfish maestro
Devouring your egos beautifully
Every dribble has beauty, in Real he holds royalty
If none of you have the ego I want
I won't wear that flag

Japan you-20 against Blue Lock
I want to use the demon and all your hatred
Playing without that weapon won't be fun
But I'll accept it, so ref, blow the whistle already

In the locker room, I asked one thing
Please, don't embarrass yourselves
For you to miss a goal that even
A primate would've scored

Look at how easy it is
I see the goal even from the corner
I shake the net without celebrating
Don't touch me, none of you are my teammates

Hey Japan, be honest, do you want to play?
Because if you keep this up, I'll throw up
Itoshi Rin, calm down
You tried to copy me, but your fame is just being my brother

Such a boring damn match, if he entered at halftime
I'm leaving
You're all a bunch of weaklings, if he gets freed
Then I'll get interested

I want my demon flying high up the field
So whistle, dragon, fly high
Impressed by my beautiful pass?
My number, I'll tell you–just fly higher
A bicycle kick, playing stylish

Since we were kids, boy, I'm telling you
That shot of yours is poorly calculated
Even with extra time on the clock
Your mind is still trapped in the past

You passed through players so weak
That you thought you were a perfect destroyer
But now you reached your brother to see
That I'm the one who's going to destroy you completely

How do you still not notice that stupid habit of yours?
Shut your mouth, or you'll drool with your tongue hanging out
The showdown you wanted, egoist vs, Egoist
The whole crowd cheers for this family fight

Breaking the fools who get in line
As the match approaches its end
Your flow is worth nothing now
Kid, you're just wasting saliva

The ball falls at the feet of the one who decides everything
I missed, and now I understand, I can see
The striker who can change our future
Is Yoichi Isagi

My own country deceived me
No genius in the world carried so many animals
Strikers so weak, they can't even score
Japan's flag, Itoshi Sae tore it apart, tore it apart
Tore it apart, tore it apart
In midfield, a selfish maestro
Devouring your egos beautifully
Every dribble has beauty, in Real he holds royalty
If none of you have the ego I want
I won't wear that flag

Hatred is all I feel watching him play
Fine then, I'll enter the World Cup to humiliate Spain
Make it out of the group stage, then in the knockouts I'll join
Prove to me you can win without depending on the genius, on the genius!