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King, the meek die on their knees\nCause of greed, mama used to read proverb 16\n(Pride comes before a fall, lose it all)\nAnd that's when you see who really got ya back\nRassy bring the city joy like the Shaq attack\nBlack mac Benz wagon with the matching hat\nThis is backpack ratchet, nigga action packed\nAnd most of y'all garbage homie facts is facts\nEven if you paid big bucks to get fucked and dick sucked\nHiccup then lick nuts for platinum plaques\nHope you pickin' up what I'm puttin' down, wack is wack Jack\nUngrateful Thanksgiving, they feasted on ribs gave us intestines Where the shits been, we made that chitlins\nNecessity's the mother of inventions\nMy light bulb go off cause I don't like wishin'\n\nKeep Reinventing\n\nMy nigga, have you ever dated a white girl?\nY'all break up and argue then she call you the N word\n(Damn, aight girl)\nNot N-I-G-G-A, N-I-G-G-E-R\nEntice you to strike her so you can see these bars\nI'm Missy Elliot like he-he-he-he-ha\nYou are not needed trollop, not you or VCR's\nI'm somewhere on krypton and you just see these stars\nParallel universe, free-throw shootin' meteors\nAnd slam dunkin' planets\nMy semantics damn near tantric\nDorothy came to Kansas\nYou was never on my bandwidth\nAnd fuck FM radio stations you complacent\nCause y'all play the most ignorant songs in creation\nWayne said he'd make these hoes love em like Satan\nJay partnered with Barney's with racial discrimination\nAnd Kanye gear sport confederate flags\nHis ancestors severed heads was in confederate bags\nAnd this ain't hate, this just the truth\nAbout when blacks escape the concrete jungle, and lose humble\nHumility's a blessing and many men have tumbled\nOff that pedestal soon as your foundation crumbles\nBeef sausage in my gumbo\nPourin' out liquor for my grandparents and uncle\nWho I get drunk for, Californication no Runkle\nBlue leather belt, big silver H on the buckle\nEbbs and flows, made a modest living off rapping\nCan't say I'm ballin' I'm still tryna make it happen\nImpregnate the beat and murk it like Rae Carruth\nStand on Dr. King's mountaintop and raise the roof","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.72] Reinvent\n[00:08.03] What's the mathematic Pi?\n[00:08.93] It's humble Pi\n[00:13.48] Think about it\n[00:17.05] Annunaki chocolate Darren Aronofsky\n[00:19.79] Word in my balls, shining like swarovski\n[00:23.44] Never needed swag, politics, or paparazzi\n[00:26.19] I'd rather knock a foxy chick [?] with Nazi's\n[00:28.87] Hot by proxy, I rhymed with the greatest MC's\n[00:32.48] Pandemic, this the latest disease\n[00:35.19] No skills, million rappers claim they trappin' with keys\n[00:37.80] So I swing across bars like the flying trapeze\n[00:40.53] SoCal, where I was conceived\n[00:43.27] Another L.A. King, the meek die on their knees\n[00:46.86] Cause of greed, mama used to read proverb 16\n[00:50.46] (Pride comes before a fall, lose it all)\n[00:52.21] And that's when you see who really got ya back\n[00:55.84] Rassy bring the city joy like the Shaq attack\n[00:58.52] Black mac Benz wagon with the matching hat\n[01:01.27] This is backpack ratchet, nigga action packed\n[01:04.81] And most of y'all garbage homie facts is facts\n[01:07.56] Even if you paid big bucks to get fucked and dick sucked\n[01:11.29] Hiccup then lick nuts for platinum plaques\n[01:13.93] Hope you pickin' up what I'm puttin' down, wack is wack Jack\n[01:16.69] Ungrateful Thanksgiving, they feasted on ribs gave us intestines Where the shits been, we made that chitlins\n[01:22.95] Necessity's the mother of inventions\n[01:25.66] My light bulb go off cause I don't like wishin'\n[01:29.21] Keep Reinventing\n[01:51.88] My nigga, have you ever dated a white girl?\n[01:54.57] Y'all break up and argue then she call you the N word\n[01:57.29] (Damn, aight girl)\n[01:59.01] Not N-I-G-G-A, N-I-G-G-E-R\n[02:01.70] Entice you to strike her so you can see these bars\n[02:04.42] I'm Missy Elliot like he-he-he-he-ha\n[02:07.19] You are not needed trollop, not you or VCR's\n[02:10.76] I'm somewhere on krypton and you just see these stars\n[02:13.42] Parallel universe, free-throw shootin' meteors\n[02:16.14] And slam dunkin' planets\n[02:17.95] My semantics damn near tantric\n[02:19.70] Dorothy came to Kansas\n[02:21.51] You was never on my bandwidth\n[02:23.34] And fuck FM radio stations you complacent\n[02:25.11] Cause y'all play the most ignorant songs in creation\n[02:28.74] Wayne said he'd make these hoes love em like Satan\n[02:31.43] Jay partnered with Barney's with racial discrimination\n[02:34.17] And Kanye gear sport confederate flags\n[02:36.91] His ancestors severed heads was in confederate bags\n[02:41.43] And this ain't hate, this just the truth\n[02:43.22] About when blacks escape the concrete jungle, and lose humble\n[02:46.83] Humility's a blessing and many men have tumbled\n[02:49.51] Off that pedestal soon as your foundation crumbles\n[02:52.24] Beef sausage in my gumbo\n[02:54.98] Pourin' out liquor for my grandparents and uncle\n[02:58.50] Who I get drunk for, Californication no Runkle\n[03:02.18] Blue leather belt, big silver H on the buckle\n[03:04.88] Ebbs and flows, made a modest living off rapping\n[03:07.55] Can't say I'm ballin' I'm still tryna make it happen\n[03:10.24] Impregnate the beat and murk it like Rae Carruth\n[03:13.89] Stand on Dr. King's mountaintop and raise the roof\n[03:16.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Humble Pi\n  artist: Apollo Brown\n  album: Blasphemy\n  duration_ms: 228000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Reinvent\n  start_ms: 1720\n  end_ms: 8030\n- text: What's the mathematic Pi?\n  start_ms: 8030\n  end_ms: 8930\n- text: It's humble Pi\n  start_ms: 8930\n  end_ms: 13480\n- text: Think about it\n  start_ms: 13480\n  end_ms: 17050\n- text: Annunaki chocolate Darren Aronofsky\n  start_ms: 17050\n  end_ms: 19790\n- text: Word in my balls, shining like swarovski\n  start_ms: 19790\n  end_ms: 23440\n- text: Never needed swag, politics, or paparazzi\n  start_ms: 23440\n  end_ms: 26190\n- text: I'd rather knock a foxy chick [?] with Nazi's\n  start_ms: 26190\n  end_ms: 28870\n- text: Hot by proxy, I rhymed with the greatest MC's\n  start_ms: 28870\n  end_ms: 32480\n- text: Pandemic, this the latest disease\n  start_ms: 32480\n  end_ms: 35190\n- text: No skills, million rappers claim they trappin' with keys\n  start_ms: 35190\n  end_ms: 37800\n- text: So I swing across bars like the flying trapeze\n  start_ms: 37800\n  end_ms: 40530\n- text: SoCal, where I was conceived\n  start_ms: 40530\n  end_ms: 43270\n- text: Another L.A. 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