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178250\n- text: When I die, donate my organs to science bitch\n  start_ms: 178250\n  end_ms: 180730\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 180730\n  end_ms: 184520\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 184520\n  end_ms: 187940\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 187940\n  end_ms: 191300\n- text: You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n  start_ms: 191300\n  end_ms: 194700\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 194700\n  end_ms: 198210\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 198210\n  end_ms: 201820\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 201820\n  end_ms: 205230\n- text: You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n  start_ms: 205230\n  end_ms: 208890\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 208890\n  end_ms: 212280\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 212280\n  end_ms: 215770\n- text: You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  start_ms: 215770\n  end_ms: 219550\n- text: You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n  start_ms: 219550\n  end_ms: 222200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 222200\nplain: |-\n  It was all a dream, I swear it never happened\n  I wrote like Edgar Allan, I was po' like Edgar Allan\n  Let me hit the weed, you know I really need that\n  Missing screws, bending rules like kneecaps\n  I don't even know what's real, I'm just being real\n  Making moves, you just another human being being still\n  Play the fool, you jealous dudes are just a plate of food\n  Tell the truth, I'm the coldest cat sabertooth\n  Blaze the booth, blaze the Buddha, this ain't hookah\n  You hit this shit a few times, you might see the Future\n  Ask my nigga Blocka, we be rolling up that Blanka\n  Just retire, if I light this fire I might blow your block up\n\n  Enjoy your mind trip but don't trip on your mind\n  No man is safe from the war going on outside\n  That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma\n  Please don't tell my Mama this ain't marijuana\n  I might be tripping off that DMT\n  TDE, Limitless like we on NZT\n  I made my dreams reality, so to speak\n  Or so they say, I could still be asleep\n\n  The black sheep running with a pack of wolves\n  Diamond in the rough, tell Brock I need a pack of woods\n  Two white cups full of codeine\n  Plus I got two white sluts down to blow me\n  Can't you see I'm floating, like root beer and ice cream\n  My synapses act like lightning, probably why I'm so enlightening\n  Probably why these niggas can't fuck with me\n  I'm looking like, who the fuck invited them\n  They failed in testing like what's inside of them\n  Soulo, Soulo Say it like you mean it\n  My demeanor is the meanest, I'm getting meaner by the minute\n  Its mine, I spend it, my mind is spinning\n  Your time is ticking, the sky's the limit\n  We in a space where matter don't matter\n  Just spirit molecules and geometric patterns\n  Shitted in a crater last time I sat on Saturn\n  Got a letter from Andromeda, they tryna shrine my bladder\n\n  Enjoy your mind trip but don't trip on your mind\n  No man is safe from the war going on outside\n  That's right, you ever been conscious in a coma\n  Please don't tell my Mama this ain't marijuana\n  I might be tripping off that DMT\n  TDE, Limitless like we on NZT\n  I made my dreams reality, so to speak\n  Or so they say, I could still be asleep\n\n  I'm in a whole 'nother realm, go to hell\n  Last nigga tried to scratch the surface broke a nail\n  Last nigga tried to cross the line got crucified\n  We oas, back-to-back, never wore Chanel\n  The new nucleus never sitting in a cell\n  Genius idiot, best description of myself\n  I'm in a fucking lab coat rhyming as high as shit\n  When I die, donate my organs to science bitch\n\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, three eyes, three eyes\n  You got three eyes, but you can never see us\n"}]