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That depends, ho\nMan the vehicle's a rental, speak gentle\nMink sweatsuit\nStab your father while he's pissin' in the men's room\n\nOnly in America\nJust can't seem to get you off of my mind\nOnly in America\nAll that seems we're goin' nowhere\nOnly in America\nAnd I just can't seem to get you off my mind\n[?] land of the free\nAll that seems we're goin' nowhere\nAll that seems we're goin' nowhere\nAll that seems we're goin' nowhere\nGoin' nowhere, nowhere\n\nNYC what the fuck is goin' on?\nThese mothafuckas won't play my song\nThey sayin' that we soft, they sayin' that we fell off\nThey sayin' that these other fuckers better than us, you gotta be kiddin'\nA bunch of pussies, when you piss, you gotta be sittin'\nYou tie your hair in a bun and shirt in a knot\nYou got the urge to suck the cock of Serge Ibaka\nPictures of naked rappers hangin' in your locker\nYou and your father never played catch, he taught you how to twerk\nSince I've been on the Earth I've been lightin' up\nAnd I've been all around the world twistin' dykes and purp\nShit, light the earth","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.11] Only In America\n[00:05.02] Action Bronson\n[00:05.90] I'm focused, man, I swear I'm focused. 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That depends, ho\n[00:58.34] Man the vehicle's a rental, speak gentle\n[01:01.94] Mink sweatsuit\n[01:03.74] Stab your father while he's pissin' in the men's room\n[01:05.55] Only in America\n[01:08.28] Just can't seem to get you off of my mind\n[01:11.94] Only in America\n[01:14.61] All that seems we're goin' nowhere\n[01:17.38] Only in America\n[01:20.92] And I just can't seem to get you off my mind\n[01:23.62] [?] land of the free\n[01:26.34] All that seems we're goin' nowhere\n[01:29.06] All that seems we're goin' nowhere\n[01:32.67] All that seems we're goin' nowhere\n[01:35.39] Goin' nowhere, nowhere\n[01:44.48] NYC what the fuck is goin' on?\n[01:47.12] These mothafuckas won't play my song\n[01:49.82] They sayin' that we soft, they sayin' that we fell off\n[01:52.58] They sayin' that these other fuckers better than us, you gotta be kiddin'\n[01:57.08] A bunch of pussies, when you piss, you gotta be sittin'\n[01:59.70] You tie your hair in a bun and shirt in a knot\n[02:02.40] You got the urge to suck the cock of Serge Ibaka\n[02:06.06] Pictures of naked rappers hangin' in your locker\n[02:08.73] You and your father never played catch, he taught you how to twerk\n[02:12.37] Since I've been on the Earth I've been lightin' up\n[02:15.02] And I've been all around the world twistin' dykes and purp\n[02:17.85] Shit, light the earth\n[02:19.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Only In America\n  artist: Action Bronson\n  album: Mr. Wonderful\n  duration_ms: 249996\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Only In America\n  start_ms: 3110\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: Action Bronson\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 5900\n- text: I'm focused, man, I swear I'm focused. 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