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Hmmmm I would like to see you try it then\nI be eatin' rappers that's the only way I'm bitin' them\nThat was yummy yummy\nDummy dummy, nothing's funny funny\nGive a bitch a sippy sippy, then I get some sucky sucky\nSucky sucky now\n, Think the nigga must be lucky lucky\nShe's such a doll, I guess that makes me Chucky\nWassup with ya'll other than nothing at all?\nBitches lickin' my balls, you ain't nuttin' at all!\nYou ain't nuttin' at all\nNeither am I\nHeaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\nI think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\nI think I'm John Lennon\nGone insane\nSomeone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n-\nGrab a bitch then grab ya dick\nPop a fifth and have a sip\nSmoke a blunt, pop a pill\nFly nigga, fly nigga\nParty every single night\nMingle with a nigga wife\nDoggone, we all gone\nDie nigga, die nigga\nLife's a bitch, but she won't let me hit\nSo I just masturbate to her naked flicks\nI ain't got change for a dolla, but I think I'm making sense\nI do resemble my father, but do I really know I'm his?\nSometimes I like to go on a tangent of random shit\nStay with her Black n Mild out with a handful of acid tips\nSkywalker in the blunt, Darth Vader in the cup\nYou don't get lifted with us, your elevators stuck\nI never gave a fuck, my name never came up\nBut now that I done came up,\nI think I'm King Tut\nI told Punch I'd probably get assassinated by the government\nHe probably think I'm sniffin' cocaine and some other shit\nI'm on some other shit, Black Hippie ho!\nYippy ka yeee, Yippy ka yoo\nTilt ya head you see me in the sky\nHeaven's a better place, I\nHope\nI think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\nI think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\nSomeone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\nA-Y-I-R-O\nGrab a bitch then grab ya dick\nPop a fifth and have a sip\nSmoke a blunt, pop a pill\nFly nigga, fly nigga\nParty every single night\nMingle with a nigga wife\nDoggone, we all gone\nDie nigga, die nigga\nDrownin' in Moscato, popular pothead\nFeel like I hit the lotto, and I just got head\nFrom a famous model (who?), Gloria Velez\nLusting for Cubana's culo you know what it is\nI think I'm Jimi Hendrix, experience my fate\nAll I'm missin' is a band of gypsies and some purple haze\nBut now it's OG Kush and aeroinstrumentals\nNo need to insinuate, miss me with the innuendo\nYa outlooks lousy someone needs a new window\nIma win I just don't know when though you bimbos know what you in for some info to make you exercise your mental\nA seed small as my pinkie can be your\nWeeping willow\nI'm so ill I'm held hostage at a hospital\nDoin' it big like not little\nTivo the revolution when it's televised\nHeaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\nI think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\nI think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\nSomeone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\nAb-Soul, and A-Y-I-R-O\nGrab a bitch then grab ya dick\nPop a fifth and have a sip\nSmoke a blunt, pop a pill\nFly nigga, fly nigga\nParty every single night\nMingle with a nigga wife","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.85] I feel like, I'm affiliated with, the illuminati, bitch\n[00:15.96] All seein' fuckin eye (I)\n[00:17.71] This is your enlightenment\n[00:19.05] I'm lightin' this, fire my supplier always like to give\n[00:22.25] Higher than I've ever been these heights are mighty frightening\n[00:25.53] Throw ya hands up as if you wanna strike like lightening\n[00:28.88] Don't shoot, you can't fight a viking on vicodin\n[00:32.04] Can you? Hmmmm I would like to see you try it then\n[00:35.30] I be eatin' rappers that's the only way I'm bitin' them\n[00:38.62] That was yummy yummy\n[00:40.05] Dummy dummy, nothing's funny funny\n[00:41.88] Give a bitch a sippy sippy, then I get some sucky sucky\n[00:45.05] Sucky sucky now\n[00:46.23] , Think the nigga must be lucky lucky\n[00:48.93] She's such a doll, I guess that makes me Chucky\n[00:52.28] Wassup with ya'll other than nothing at all?\n[00:55.15] Bitches lickin' my balls, you ain't nuttin' at all!\n[00:58.55] You ain't nuttin' at all\n[01:00.07] Neither am I\n[01:01.72] Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\n[01:04.91] I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n[01:08.21] I think I'm John Lennon\n[01:10.05] Gone insane\n[01:11.86] Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n[01:14.92] -\n[01:17.72] Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n[01:19.33] Pop a fifth and have a sip\n[01:20.91] Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n[01:22.57] Fly nigga, fly nigga\n[01:24.22] Party every single night\n[01:25.73] Mingle with a nigga wife\n[01:27.43] Doggone, we all gone\n[01:29.48] Die nigga, die nigga\n[01:31.45] Life's a bitch, but she won't let me hit\n[01:34.69] So I just masturbate to her naked flicks\n[01:37.34] I ain't got change for a dolla, but I think I'm making sense\n[01:40.69] I do resemble my father, but do I really know I'm his?\n[01:43.97] Sometimes I like to go on a tangent of random shit\n[01:46.98] Stay with her Black n Mild out with a handful of acid tips\n[01:50.38] Skywalker in the blunt, Darth Vader in the cup\n[01:53.40] You don't get lifted with us, your elevators stuck\n[01:56.83] I never gave a fuck, my name never came up\n[01:59.97] But now that I done came up,\n[02:01.66] I think I'm King Tut\n[02:03.36] I told Punch I'd probably get assassinated by the government\n[02:06.81] He probably think I'm sniffin' cocaine and some other shit\n[02:10.44] I'm on some other shit, Black Hippie ho!\n[02:13.82] Yippy ka yeee, Yippy ka yoo\n[02:17.37] Tilt ya head you see me in the sky\n[02:20.21] Heaven's a better place, I\n[02:21.75] Hope\n[02:23.38] I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n[02:26.53] I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\n[02:29.69] Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n[02:33.05] A-Y-I-R-O\n[02:35.76] Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n[02:37.11] Pop a fifth and have a sip\n[02:38.78] Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n[02:40.48] Fly nigga, fly nigga\n[02:42.19] Party every single night\n[02:43.62] Mingle with a nigga wife\n[02:45.30] Doggone, we all gone\n[02:46.92] Die nigga, die nigga\n[02:48.99] Drownin' in Moscato, popular pothead\n[02:51.86] Feel like I hit the lotto, and I just got head\n[02:55.02] From a famous model (who?), Gloria Velez\n[02:58.33] Lusting for Cubana's culo you know what it is\n[03:01.65] I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, experience my fate\n[03:05.00] All I'm missin' is a band of gypsies and some purple haze\n[03:08.11] But now it's OG Kush and aeroinstrumentals\n[03:11.54] No need to insinuate, miss me with the innuendo\n[03:14.60] Ya outlooks lousy someone needs a new window\n[03:17.94] Ima win I just don't know when though you bimbos know what you in for some info to make you exercise your mental\n[03:24.12] A seed small as my pinkie can be your\n[03:26.27] Weeping willow\n[03:27.41] I'm so ill I'm held hostage at a hospital\n[03:31.03] Doin' it big like not little\n[03:32.92] Tivo the revolution when it's televised\n[03:37.53] Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\n[03:40.81] I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n[03:43.94] I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\n[03:47.58] Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n[03:50.80] Ab-Soul, and A-Y-I-R-O\n[03:53.48] Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n[03:55.08] Pop a fifth and have a sip\n[03:56.65] Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n[03:58.24] Fly nigga, fly nigga\n[03:59.99] Party every single night\n[04:01.44] Mingle with a nigga wife\n[04:06.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gone Insane\n  artist: Ab‐Soul\n  album: Longterm Mentality\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I feel like, I'm affiliated with, the illuminati, bitch\n  start_ms: 11850\n  end_ms: 15960\n- text: All seein' fuckin eye (I)\n  start_ms: 15960\n  end_ms: 17710\n- text: This is your enlightenment\n  start_ms: 17710\n  end_ms: 19050\n- text: I'm lightin' this, fire my supplier always like to give\n  start_ms: 19050\n  end_ms: 22250\n- text: Higher than I've ever been these heights are mighty frightening\n  start_ms: 22250\n  end_ms: 25530\n- text: Throw ya hands up as if you wanna strike like lightening\n  start_ms: 25530\n  end_ms: 28880\n- text: Don't shoot, you can't fight a viking on vicodin\n  start_ms: 28880\n  end_ms: 32040\n- text: Can you? 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220810\n- text: I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n  start_ms: 220810\n  end_ms: 223940\n- text: I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\n  start_ms: 223940\n  end_ms: 227580\n- text: Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n  start_ms: 227580\n  end_ms: 230800\n- text: Ab-Soul, and A-Y-I-R-O\n  start_ms: 230800\n  end_ms: 233480\n- text: Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n  start_ms: 233480\n  end_ms: 235080\n- text: Pop a fifth and have a sip\n  start_ms: 235080\n  end_ms: 236650\n- text: Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n  start_ms: 236650\n  end_ms: 238240\n- text: Fly nigga, fly nigga\n  start_ms: 238240\n  end_ms: 239990\n- text: Party every single night\n  start_ms: 239990\n  end_ms: 241440\n- text: Mingle with a nigga wife\n  start_ms: 241440\n  end_ms: 246810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 246810\nplain: |-\n  I feel like, I'm affiliated with, the illuminati, bitch\n  All seein' fuckin eye (I)\n  This is your enlightenment\n  I'm lightin' this, fire my supplier always like to give\n  Higher than I've ever been these heights are mighty frightening\n  Throw ya hands up as if you wanna strike like lightening\n  Don't shoot, you can't fight a viking on vicodin\n  Can you? Hmmmm I would like to see you try it then\n  I be eatin' rappers that's the only way I'm bitin' them\n  That was yummy yummy\n  Dummy dummy, nothing's funny funny\n  Give a bitch a sippy sippy, then I get some sucky sucky\n  Sucky sucky now\n  , Think the nigga must be lucky lucky\n  She's such a doll, I guess that makes me Chucky\n  Wassup with ya'll other than nothing at all?\n  Bitches lickin' my balls, you ain't nuttin' at all!\n  You ain't nuttin' at all\n  Neither am I\n  Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\n  I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n  I think I'm John Lennon\n  Gone insane\n  Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n  -\n  Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n  Pop a fifth and have a sip\n  Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n  Fly nigga, fly nigga\n  Party every single night\n  Mingle with a nigga wife\n  Doggone, we all gone\n  Die nigga, die nigga\n  Life's a bitch, but she won't let me hit\n  So I just masturbate to her naked flicks\n  I ain't got change for a dolla, but I think I'm making sense\n  I do resemble my father, but do I really know I'm his?\n  Sometimes I like to go on a tangent of random shit\n  Stay with her Black n Mild out with a handful of acid tips\n  Skywalker in the blunt, Darth Vader in the cup\n  You don't get lifted with us, your elevators stuck\n  I never gave a fuck, my name never came up\n  But now that I done came up,\n  I think I'm King Tut\n  I told Punch I'd probably get assassinated by the government\n  He probably think I'm sniffin' cocaine and some other shit\n  I'm on some other shit, Black Hippie ho!\n  Yippy ka yeee, Yippy ka yoo\n  Tilt ya head you see me in the sky\n  Heaven's a better place, I\n  Hope\n  I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n  I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\n  Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n  A-Y-I-R-O\n  Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n  Pop a fifth and have a sip\n  Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n  Fly nigga, fly nigga\n  Party every single night\n  Mingle with a nigga wife\n  Doggone, we all gone\n  Die nigga, die nigga\n  Drownin' in Moscato, popular pothead\n  Feel like I hit the lotto, and I just got head\n  From a famous model (who?), Gloria Velez\n  Lusting for Cubana's culo you know what it is\n  I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, experience my fate\n  All I'm missin' is a band of gypsies and some purple haze\n  But now it's OG Kush and aeroinstrumentals\n  No need to insinuate, miss me with the innuendo\n  Ya outlooks lousy someone needs a new window\n  Ima win I just don't know when though you bimbos know what you in for some info to make you exercise your mental\n  A seed small as my pinkie can be your\n  Weeping willow\n  I'm so ill I'm held hostage at a hospital\n  Doin' it big like not little\n  Tivo the revolution when it's televised\n  Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die!\n  I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, I think I'm Kurt Cobain\n  I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane\n  Someone take this gun, before I blow out my brains (BANG)\n  Ab-Soul, and A-Y-I-R-O\n  Grab a bitch then grab ya dick\n  Pop a fifth and have a sip\n  Smoke a blunt, pop a pill\n  Fly nigga, fly nigga\n  Party every single night\n  Mingle with a nigga wife\n"}]