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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.55] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.47] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.08] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination (feat. 2Pac)\n  artist: Big L\n  album: Deadly Combination\n  duration_ms: 153000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.55] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.47] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.08] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination (feat. 2Pac)\n  artist: Big L\n  album: Deadly Combination (feat. 2Pac)\n  duration_ms: 152000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 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Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 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Flavor!\n[00:24.33]Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44]Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79]Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67]Baby!\n[00:33.32]That's how we do it\n[00:35.18]Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23]I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86]Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51]Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07]My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54]See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17]That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87]I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51]Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20]Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74]I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42]Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98]I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83]And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24]I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84]Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73]Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79]Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59]This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09]Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06]Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06]Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13]Thug Life\n[01:28.44]I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44]A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62]A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67]Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28]The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60]While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65]I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20]You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67]Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86]My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27]Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18]I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04]Uh! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 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Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination\n  artist: Big L feat. 2Pac\n  album: Big L Classics\n  duration_ms: 152000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.55] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.47] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.08] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination (feat. 2Pac)\n  artist: Big L\n  album: Big L Classics\n  duration_ms: 152000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.55] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.47] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.08] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination\n  artist: Big L Feat. 2Pac\n  album: Big L Feat. 2Pac Videos\n  duration_ms: 153000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.06]Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.58]I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47]New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.43]D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.00]Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33]Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.41]Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.73]Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.64]Baby!\n[00:33.34]That's how we do it\n[00:35.15]Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.22]I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86]Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.59]Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.06]My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.60]See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.18]That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.86]I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.58]Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.15]Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.73]I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42]Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.99]I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.88]And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.25]I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.86]Watch me set it!\n[01:13.75]Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.74]Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.50]This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.06]Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.01]Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.07]Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13]Thug Life\n[01:28.48]I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.42]A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.64]A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.62]Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.21]The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.66]While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.67]I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.25]You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.61]Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.87]My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.22]Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.20]I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04]Uh! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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That's how we do it...\n\nHahaha... hahahahhh...\n\nFollow me tell me if you feel me!\nI think niggas is tryin' to kill me\nPicturin' pistols\nSpittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real\nAnd even if I do conceal my criminal thoughts\nPreoccupied with keepin' steels... see niggas is false\nSittin' in court\nTurned snitches that used to be real\nBut now they petrified bitches I'm tryin' to be strong\nThey sendind' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron\nThe only DJ that could calm me\nConstantly armed\nMy firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm\nAnd fuck the world 'til I'm gone\nBitches be warned\nWord is born you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Juliani he rubbin my niggas' wrong\nAnd then it's on\nBefore I leave\nPicture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it\nNiggas don't want it\nYou can get it\nBet it... make these jealous niggas mad I said it\nThis' Thug Life nigga we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck with me... have a hundred mothafuckas at your door\nWith 4.4s\n\nYeah nigga!...\nThug Life!...\n\nBig L\n\nI be that young shorty, fly, smoothe, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rockafella like Sean Carter\nWith more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker, rapper, slash armed robber\nWhile yall be on the corner bummy' and high\nI be out... buyin' the finest shit money can buy\nYou wish you was in the position that I'm in\nHot rhymin'\nDiamonds shinin'\nAutograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week bring a different car out\nI go to night clubs and buy the bar out... uhh...\n'Cause I keep clean\nI'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah!...Yeah!... Big L\nHarlem's finest\nThe nigga who hold it down from uptown\n\n2PAC\n\nHahaha...\nThis' how we do it out here on this underground real shit nigga\nIt's the heat nigga\nNow rewind this mothafucka you know you can't help it!\nDeadly combination boa'!...","syncedLyrics":"[00:24.88] 2PAC\n[00:26.83] Yeah nigga!...\n[00:27.83] You know!...\n[00:32.58] That's right!...\n[00:33.47] Yeah baby!... 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Big L\n[02:02.82] Harlem's finest\n[02:03.62] The nigga who hold it down from uptown\n[02:05.58] 2PAC\n[02:07.07] Hahaha...\n[02:08.14] This' how we do it out here on this underground real shit nigga\n[02:09.17] It's the heat nigga\n[02:10.95] Now rewind this mothafucka you know you can't help it!\n[02:13.54] Deadly combination boa'!...\n[02:14.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination\n  artist: Big L\n  album: The Big Picture\n  duration_ms: 152000\n  instrumental: false\n  language: en\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2080\n  end_ms: 5366\n  words:\n  - text: 'Yes, '\n    start_ms: 2080\n  - text: 'indeed, '\n    start_ms: 2240\n  - text: 'it''s '\n    start_ms: 3260\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 3360\n  - text: 'mix '\n    start_ms: 3540\n  - text: 'king '\n    start_ms: 3760\n  - text: 'Ron '\n    start_ms: 3980\n  - text: G\n    start_ms: 4950\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 9251\n  words:\n  - text: 'I '\n    start_ms: 6550\n  - text: 'got '\n    start_ms: 6640\n  - text: 'somethin'' '\n    start_ms: 6780\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 6980\n  - text: 'world '\n    start_ms: 7750\n  - text: 'ain''t '\n    start_ms: 7950\n  - text: 'ready '\n    start_ms: 8310\n  - text: for\n    start_ms: 8710\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10440\n  end_ms: 14242\n  words:\n  - text: 'New '\n    start_ms: 10440\n  - text: 'York '\n    start_ms: 10630\n  - text: 'City, '\n    start_ms: 10830\n  - text: L.\n    start_ms: 11720\n  - text: 'A., '\n    start_ms: 11940\n  - text: 'Chicago, '\n    start_ms: 12390\n  - text: Atlanta\n    start_ms: 13620\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15410\n  end_ms: 18647\n  words:\n  - text: D.\n    start_ms: 15410\n  - text: 'C., '\n    start_ms: 15690\n  - text: 'Detroit, '\n    start_ms: 16220\n  - text: 'New '\n    start_ms: 17340\n  - text: Orleans\n    start_ms: 17560\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.07] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.55] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.47] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.08] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.44] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.79] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.67] Baby!\n[00:33.32] That's how we do it\n[00:35.18] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.23] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.51] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.07] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.54] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.17] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.87] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.51] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.20] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.74] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.98] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.83] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.24] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.84] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.73] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.79] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.59] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.09] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.06] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.06] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.44] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.44] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.62] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.67] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.28] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.60] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.65] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.20] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.67] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.86] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.27] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.18] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.81] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:01.13] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:04.40] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.22] Hahahaha!\n[02:06.93] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:10.14] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.55] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.12] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:14.95] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination (feat. 2Pac)\n  artist: Big L\n  album: Harlems Finest - The Best Of Big L\n  duration_ms: 118622\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  start_ms: 2070\n  end_ms: 6550\n- text: I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  start_ms: 6550\n  end_ms: 10470\n- text: New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  start_ms: 10470\n  end_ms: 15470\n- text: D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  start_ms: 15470\n  end_ms: 19080\n- text: Y'all know the deal! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n  Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\n  Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n  That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\n  Hahahaha!\n  That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n  It's the heat, nigga!\n  Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n  Deadly combination, boy!\n"},{"id":36663018,"name":"Deadly Combination","trackName":"Deadly Combination","artistName":"Big L 2Pac","albumName":"The Big Picture","duration":152.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\nI got somethin' the world ain't ready for\nNew York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\nD.C., Detroit, New Orleans\nY'all know the deal! Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination\n  artist: Big L 2Pac\n  album: The Big Picture\n  duration_ms: 152000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n  Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\n  Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n  That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\n  Hahahaha!\n  That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n  It's the heat, nigga!\n  Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n  Deadly combination, boy!\n"},{"id":35338176,"name":"Deadly Combination","trackName":"Deadly Combination","artistName":"Big L, 2Pac","albumName":"The Big Picture","duration":149.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\nI got somethin' the world ain't ready for\nNew York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\nD.C., Detroit, New Orleans\nY'all know the deal! Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination\n  artist: Big L, 2Pac\n  album: The Big Picture\n  duration_ms: 149000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.06] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.58] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.43] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.00] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.41] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.73] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.64] Baby!\n[00:33.34] That's how we do it\n[00:35.15] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.22] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.59] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.06] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.60] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.18] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.86] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.58] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.15] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.73] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.99] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.88] And then it's on! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! 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Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.06] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.58] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.47] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.43] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.00] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.33] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.41] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.73] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.64] Baby!\n[00:33.34] That's how we do it\n[00:35.15] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.22] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.86] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.59] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:44.06] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.60] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:49.18] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.86] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.58] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:57.15] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.73] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.42] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.99] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.88] And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n[01:10.25] I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n[01:12.86] Watch me set it!\n[01:13.75] Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n[01:15.74] Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n[01:17.50] This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n[01:20.06] Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n[01:24.01] Hahahahaha!\n[01:26.07] Yeah, nigga!\n[01:27.13] Thug Life\n[01:28.48] I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n[01:31.42] A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n[01:33.64] A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n[01:35.62] Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n[01:37.21] The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n[01:39.66] While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n[01:41.67] I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n[01:44.25] You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n[01:46.61] Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n[01:49.87] My lifestyle is far out\n[01:51.22] Every week, bring a different car out\n[01:53.20] I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n[01:55.04] Uh! 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Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 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Flavor!\n\nHahahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga\nYeah, that's right\nBaby!\nThat's how we do it\n\nFollow me, tell me if you feel me\nI think niggas is tryna kill me\nPicturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\nKeepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\nMy criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\nSee, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\nThat used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\nI'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\nListen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\nConstantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\nI'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\nBitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\nI'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\nAnd then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\nI'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\nWatch me set it!\nNiggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\nMake these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\nThis Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\nFuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\nHahahahaha!\nYeah, nigga!\nThug Life\n\nI be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\nA Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\nA Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\nWit' more game than Ron Harper\nThe bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\nWhile y'all be on the corners bummy and high\nI be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\nYou wish you was in a position that I'm in\nHot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\nMy lifestyle is far out\nEvery week, bring a different car out\nI go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\nUh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\nEvery time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\nYeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\nThat nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\nHahahaha!\nThat's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\nIt's the heat, nigga!\nNow, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\nDeadly combination, boy!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.67] Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n[00:06.39] I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n[00:10.38] New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n[00:15.12] D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n[00:19.12] Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n[00:24.17] Hahahahahaha!\n[00:26.37] Yeah, nigga\n[00:28.54] Yeah, that's right\n[00:31.16] Baby!\n[00:33.51] That's how we do it\n[00:35.06] Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n[00:37.29] I think niggas is tryna kill me\n[00:38.76] Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n[00:41.25] Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n[00:43.64] My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n[00:46.44] See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n[00:48.91] That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n[00:51.69] I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n[00:54.35] Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n[00:56.99] Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n[00:59.53] I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n[01:02.19] Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n[01:04.61] I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n[01:07.57] And then it's on! 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'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n[01:57.41] Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n[02:00.70] Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n[02:03.47] That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n[02:06.55] Hahahaha!\n[02:07.39] That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n[02:09.59] It's the heat, nigga!\n[02:11.83] Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n[02:14.20] Deadly combination, boy!\n[02:15.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Deadly Combination feat. 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Flavor!\n  start_ms: 19120\n  end_ms: 24170\n- text: Hahahahahaha!\n  start_ms: 24170\n  end_ms: 26370\n- text: Yeah, nigga\n  start_ms: 26370\n  end_ms: 28540\n- text: Yeah, that's right\n  start_ms: 28540\n  end_ms: 31160\n- text: Baby!\n  start_ms: 31160\n  end_ms: 33510\n- text: That's how we do it\n  start_ms: 33510\n  end_ms: 35060\n- text: Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  start_ms: 35060\n  end_ms: 37290\n- text: I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  start_ms: 37290\n  end_ms: 38760\n- text: Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  start_ms: 38760\n  end_ms: 41250\n- text: Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  start_ms: 41250\n  end_ms: 43640\n- text: My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  start_ms: 43640\n  end_ms: 46440\n- text: See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  start_ms: 46440\n  end_ms: 48910\n- text: That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  start_ms: 48910\n  end_ms: 51690\n- text: I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  start_ms: 51690\n  end_ms: 54350\n- text: Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n  start_ms: 54350\n  end_ms: 56990\n- text: Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  start_ms: 56990\n  end_ms: 59530\n- text: I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  start_ms: 59530\n  end_ms: 62190\n- text: Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  start_ms: 62190\n  end_ms: 64610\n- text: I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  start_ms: 64610\n  end_ms: 67570\n- text: And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  start_ms: 67570\n  end_ms: 69960\n- text: I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  start_ms: 69960\n  end_ms: 72560\n- text: Watch me set it!\n  start_ms: 72560\n  end_ms: 73530\n- text: Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  start_ms: 73530\n  end_ms: 75260\n- text: Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  start_ms: 75260\n  end_ms: 77240\n- text: This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  start_ms: 77240\n  end_ms: 79620\n- text: Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n  start_ms: 79620\n  end_ms: 83940\n- text: Hahahahaha!\n  start_ms: 83940\n  end_ms: 85310\n- text: Yeah, nigga!\n  start_ms: 85310\n  end_ms: 87000\n- text: Thug Life\n  start_ms: 87000\n  end_ms: 88310\n- text: I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  start_ms: 88310\n  end_ms: 91030\n- text: A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  start_ms: 91030\n  end_ms: 93540\n- text: A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  start_ms: 93540\n  end_ms: 95400\n- text: Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  start_ms: 95400\n  end_ms: 97080\n- text: The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  start_ms: 97080\n  end_ms: 99270\n- text: While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  start_ms: 99270\n  end_ms: 101460\n- text: I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n  start_ms: 101460\n  end_ms: 104100\n- text: You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  start_ms: 104100\n  end_ms: 106440\n- text: Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  start_ms: 106440\n  end_ms: 109550\n- text: My lifestyle is far out\n  start_ms: 109550\n  end_ms: 110970\n- text: Every week, bring a different car out\n  start_ms: 110970\n  end_ms: 112990\n- text: I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  start_ms: 112990\n  end_ms: 114890\n- text: Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n  start_ms: 114890\n  end_ms: 117410\n- text: Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n  start_ms: 117410\n  end_ms: 120700\n- text: Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n  start_ms: 120700\n  end_ms: 123470\n- text: That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n  start_ms: 123470\n  end_ms: 126550\n- text: Hahahaha!\n  start_ms: 126550\n  end_ms: 127390\n- text: That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n  start_ms: 127390\n  end_ms: 129590\n- text: It's the heat, nigga!\n  start_ms: 129590\n  end_ms: 131830\n- text: Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n  start_ms: 131830\n  end_ms: 134200\n- text: Deadly combination, boy!\n  start_ms: 134200\n  end_ms: 135030\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 135030\nplain: |-\n  Yes, indeed, it's the mix king Ron G\n  I got somethin' the world ain't ready for\n  New York City, L.A., Chicago, Atlanta\n  D.C., Detroit, New Orleans\n  Y'all know the deal! Flavor!\n\n  Hahahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga\n  Yeah, that's right\n  Baby!\n  That's how we do it\n\n  Follow me, tell me if you feel me\n  I think niggas is tryna kill me\n  Picturin' pistols, spittin' hollow points 'til they drill me\n  Keepin' it real, and even if I do conceal\n  My criminal thoughts, preoccupied wit' keepin' steel\n  See, niggas is false, sittin' in court, turned snitches\n  That used to be real, but now they petrified bitches\n  I'm tryin' to be strong, they sendin' armies out to bomb me\n  Listen to Ron, the only DJ that can calm me\n\n  Constantly armed, my firepower keep me warm\n  I'm trapped in the storm, and fuck the world 'til I'm gone!\n  Bitches be warned, word is bond, you'll get torn\n  I'm bustin' on Giuliani, he rubbin' my niggas wrong\n  And then it's on! Before I leave, picture me\n  I'm spittin' at punk bitches, and hustlin' to be free\n  Watch me set it!\n  Niggas don't want it, you can get it, bet it!\n  Make these jealous niggas mad, I said it!\n  This Thug Life, nigga, we don't cater to you hoes\n  Fuck wit' me, have a hunnid muthafuckaz at yo' do' wit' .44's!\n\n  Hahahahaha!\n  Yeah, nigga!\n  Thug Life\n\n  I be that young, pretty, fly, smooth, glorious kid\n  A Bad Boy just like Notorious B.I.G\n  A Rock-A-Fella like Shawn Carter\n  Wit' more game than Ron Harper\n  The bomb sparker rapper slash armed robber\n  While y'all be on the corners bummy and high\n  I be out buyin' the finest shit money can buy\n\n  You wish you was in a position that I'm in\n  Hot rhymin', diamonds shinin', autograph signin'\n  My lifestyle is far out\n  Every week, bring a different car out\n  I go to nightclubs and buy the bar out\n  Uh! 'Cause I keep C.R.E.A.M., I'm large on the street scene\n  Every time I touch mics, you hear all the freaks scream\n\n  Yeah, yeah, Big L, Harlem's finest, yeah\n  That nigga who hold it down for Uptown\n\n  Hahahaha!\n  That's how we do it out here on this underground real shit, nigga\n  It's the heat, nigga!\n  Now, rewind this motherfucker, you know you can't help it\n  Deadly combination, boy!\n"}]