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Corral, we about to put it down\nTake 10 and turn around, go and pull your pistols out but\nWhat is this about, all these grenades and handguns\nMagnús Ver Magnússon, strong set of hands, son\nTalk, dark, handsome, holding y'all for ransom\nStrong arm Lance so scared that he can't run\nCause when a man comes face to face with his fear\nHe gets weird, he can't hear, he can't see things clear\nI be sincere, yes dear, guests here\nPress gear, dress queers, fresh in my neck beard\nNext year, net year, jet Lear, get near\nTop tier, drop tears, no way not here\nCause there's no crying in baseball, and that's that\nThere'll always be a case call when Ash rap\nBars will take your face off, no cat scratch\nGo ahead, ask wreck racks on racks, yeah that\nFor a pat on the back, after I black tackles\nFat on cat but I'm packed for my breath\nClimb the ladder of success, skipping and missing a step\nNew edition of spittin', you should've listened to Flex\nIt's like...\n\nI try to tell them but they don't know\nI try to tell them but they don't know\nI try to tell them but they don't know, oh, no\n\nI try to tell them but they don't know\nI try to tell them but they don't know\nI try to tell them but they don't know, oh, no\n\nSlick Dickies, no one can stay with me\nSpit it out quick, as soon as the shit hits me\nKill swiftly, been ill since Stick Stickly\nDouble dip dibs, I dibble and bust quickies\nNifty little shit, I do it while dressed thrifty\nPricks just stiff, my stick is so shifty\nSick, Fred McGriff with the hits coming lefty\nUsed to be for free, now the seats never empty\nIt's elementary, yeah I heard it in assembly\nPrincipal was telling me I'd better go ahead and read\nNever be a better me, better off dead or me\nNot really a better but I bettin' that I better be\nBetter with the rhetoric, set it up and let it rip\nI Better forget it man, kid's a fucking lunatic\nLooney Toon, lunar eclipse\nEvery blue moon, might see a few shooting strips","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.85] They say that if it works, don't fix it\n[00:21.34] Go against the law, might get a bit risky\n[00:23.98] No offense to y'all, but I feel a bit gifted\n[00:26.65] So I think my odds are about 50/50, crispy\n[00:29.59] O.K. Corral, we about to put it down\n[00:32.22] Take 10 and turn around, go and pull your pistols out but\n[00:35.19] What is this about, all these grenades and handguns\n[00:37.43] Magnús Ver Magnússon, strong set of hands, son\n[00:40.09] Talk, dark, handsome, holding y'all for ransom\n[00:42.35] Strong arm Lance so scared that he can't run\n[00:45.13] Cause when a man comes face to face with his fear\n[00:47.57] He gets weird, he can't hear, he can't see things clear\n[00:50.67] I be sincere, yes dear, guests here\n[00:52.35] Press gear, dress queers, fresh in my neck beard\n[00:55.56] Next year, net year, jet Lear, get near\n[00:58.46] Top tier, drop tears, no way not here\n[01:01.45] Cause there's no crying in baseball, and that's that\n[01:03.46] There'll always be a case call when Ash rap\n[01:06.22] Bars will take your face off, no cat scratch\n[01:08.30] Go ahead, ask wreck racks on racks, yeah that\n[01:11.13] For a pat on the back, after I black tackles\n[01:13.65] Fat on cat but I'm packed for my breath\n[01:16.64] Climb the ladder of success, skipping and missing a step\n[01:18.18] New edition of spittin', you should've listened to Flex\n[01:20.73] It's like...\n[01:21.92] I try to tell them but they don't know\n[01:24.44] I try to tell them but they don't know\n[01:26.90] I try to tell them but they don't know, oh, no\n[01:31.08] I try to tell them but they don't know\n[01:34.47] I try to tell them but they don't know\n[01:37.02] I try to tell them but they don't know, oh, no\n[01:41.03] Slick Dickies, no one can stay with me\n[01:43.62] Spit it out quick, as soon as the shit hits me\n[01:46.31] Kill swiftly, been ill since Stick Stickly\n[01:50.89] Double dip dibs, I dibble and bust quickies\n[01:52.11] Nifty little shit, I do it while dressed thrifty\n[01:53.73] Pricks just stiff, my stick is so shifty\n[01:56.27] Sick, Fred McGriff with the hits coming lefty\n[01:58.75] Used to be for free, now the seats never empty\n[02:01.22] It's elementary, yeah I heard it in assembly\n[02:03.32] Principal was telling me I'd better go ahead and read\n[02:06.48] Never be a better me, better off dead or me\n[02:08.29] Not really a better but I bettin' that I better be\n[02:11.30] Better with the rhetoric, set it up and let it rip\n[02:14.14] I Better forget it man, kid's a fucking lunatic\n[02:16.76] Looney Toon, lunar eclipse\n[02:19.16] Every blue moon, might see a few shooting strips\n[02:21.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Common Knowledge\n  artist: Asher Roth\n  album: Common Knowledge - Single\n  duration_ms: 212277\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: They say that if it works, don't fix it\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 21340\n- text: Go against the law, might get a bit risky\n  start_ms: 21340\n  end_ms: 23980\n- text: No offense to y'all, but I feel a bit gifted\n  start_ms: 23980\n  end_ms: 26650\n- text: So I think my odds are about 50/50, crispy\n  start_ms: 26650\n  end_ms: 29590\n- text: O.K. 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