Yun Posun (Hangul: 윤보선; hanja: 尹潽善; [jun bosʰʌn]; August 26, 1897 – July 18, 1990) was a Korean independence activist and politician, who served as the second President of South Korea from 1960 to 1962 before being replaced by the long-serving Park Chung-hee as a result of the May 16 coup in 1961.
Having entered politics after World War II, Yun served as Secretary to Korea's Chief of Staff in 1947; and was Mayor of Seoul in 1948. He served as Commerce Minister for the newly liberated Korea from 1949–1950. In 1955 Yun helped establish the South Korean Democratic Party.
Yun Posun was born in Dunpo-myeon, Asan, South Chungcheong Province in 1897. He was a son of Yun Chiso (윤치소, 1871–1944) and Lady Yi Beomsuk (이범숙, 1876–1969). Yun studied in the United Kingdom, graduating with an Master of Arts from the University of Edinburgh in 1930. He returned to Korea in 1932.
Yun entered politics in 1945 following Gwangbokjeol (Liberation Day). The first Doctor of Philosophy from Princeton University in Korea, as well as first President of South Korea, Dr. Syngman Rhee, was his mentor. By 1947, Yun was serving as Secretary to the Korean Chief of Staff. In 1948, Rhee appointed Yun to the position of mayor of Seoul. A year later, he was made Minister of Commerce and Industry. However, Yun soon began to disagree with Rhee's authoritarian policies.
[Pacewon]
Yo! Waitin at your house with a twelve gauge pump
Throw me on stage, I make the place jump
Rockin over breaks until my day come
Reppin the East coast dawg (Pacewon!)
I got my eyes on the pie and I'm takin a cut
I don't play no games, my tools stay in the trunk
So if a nucca break fool I'll be sprayin him up
Who be talkin that "Rah Rah" shit? (Pacewon!)
Aiyyo I rip fools quick like I flip through whips
Roll down your block in a big new 6
Braggin bout the place where the chicks do tricks
Let 'em know, who da shit in Da Bricks? (Pacewon!) Like
[Chorus]
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Gotta be me, I gotta be Won, yo
Gimme some weed, gimme a blunt, yo
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[Pacewon]
Yo I catch a body on real, I kill 'em on wax
King of all rap, make you bring it on back
Never thought I'd be makin sing-along tracks
I thought I'd be runnin 'round here slingin y'all crack!
Dealin y'all smack or stealin y'all act
Peelin y'all naps like Vietnam cats
G'in off gats and peein on hats
Cause none of y'all can't see me in combat
(I'm the) Pacewon-er, duck and take cover
Lyrics I kick so milk you taste butter
And if you jerks don't bounce like fake rubber
I'ma react and whip out the face cutter
Catch a buck-fifty, ear to the chin
Hair to the grin, come and fuck wit me
I'm ready to begin, waitin on your portrait or tec
like yo, where the fuck you niggaz been?
[Chorus]
Ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..
Ghetto.. music.. ghetto.. music..