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(Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.05] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n[00:02.26] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n[00:10.14] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:12.07] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.94] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.87] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.06] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.59] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.26] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.86] Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.63] Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.43] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:39.23] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.62] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.59] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.99] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.58] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.26] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n[00:55.03] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:00.10] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:04.70] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.58] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[02:10.97] D.I.T.C., nigga\n[02:12.12] Forever\n[02:18.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Forever\n  artist: Big L/Mac Miller/Pale Jay\n  album: Forever\n  duration_ms: 155000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n  start_ms: 2260\n  end_ms: 3050\n- text: That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n  start_ms: 3050\n  end_ms: 10140\n- text: Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n  start_ms: 10140\n  end_ms: 12070\n- text: Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  start_ms: 12070\n  end_ms: 14940\n- text: Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  start_ms: 14940\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 19870\n- text: Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n  start_ms: 19870\n  end_ms: 22060\n- text: Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  start_ms: 22060\n  end_ms: 25590\n- text: Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  start_ms: 25590\n  end_ms: 28260\n- text: Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  start_ms: 28260\n  end_ms: 30860\n- text: Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n  start_ms: 30860\n  end_ms: 33630\n- text: Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  start_ms: 33630\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39230\n- text: Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  start_ms: 39230\n  end_ms: 41620\n- text: Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n  start_ms: 41620\n  end_ms: 44590\n- text: Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  start_ms: 44590\n  end_ms: 46990\n- text: Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  start_ms: 46990\n  end_ms: 49580\n- text: You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  start_ms: 49580\n  end_ms: 52260\n- text: Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n  start_ms: 52260\n  end_ms: 55030\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 55030\n  end_ms: 60100\n- text: And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 60100\n  end_ms: 64700\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 64700\n  end_ms: 70580\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n  start_ms: 70580\n  end_ms: 76110\n- text: Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  start_ms: 76110\n  end_ms: 78750\n- text: Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  start_ms: 78750\n  end_ms: 81510\n- text: Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  start_ms: 81510\n  end_ms: 84260\n- text: They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n  start_ms: 84260\n  end_ms: 87190\n- text: I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  start_ms: 87190\n  end_ms: 89230\n- text: Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  start_ms: 89230\n  end_ms: 91820\n- text: This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  start_ms: 91820\n  end_ms: 95150\n- text: Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n  start_ms: 95150\n  end_ms: 97820\n- text: Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  start_ms: 97820\n  end_ms: 100220\n- text: L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  start_ms: 100220\n  end_ms: 102990\n- text: I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  start_ms: 102990\n  end_ms: 106180\n- text: Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n  start_ms: 106180\n  end_ms: 106770\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 106770\n  end_ms: 113610\n- text: And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 113610\n  end_ms: 117370\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 117370\n  end_ms: 123920\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n  start_ms: 123920\n  end_ms: 130970\n- text: D.I.T.C., nigga\n  start_ms: 130970\n  end_ms: 132120\n- text: Forever\n  start_ms: 132120\n  end_ms: 138610\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 138610\nplain: |\n  That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n  The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n  Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n  Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n  Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n  Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n  Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n  Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n  I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n  Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":30984054,"name":"Forever","trackName":"Forever","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Harlem's Finest: Return Of The King","duration":129.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\nThe first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\nWas a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\nYeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n\nUh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\nHundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\nMr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\nTake a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n\nLickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\nBoy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\nDifferent kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\nBitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n\nLace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\nGrab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\nFinna have a player's ball, have her make the call\nColors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n\nEvery time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\nSmokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\nYou with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\nThink you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? Ooh (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\n[00:01.80] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\n[00:06.20] Was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n[00:09.95] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:11.98] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.69] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.85] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.25] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.45] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.14] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.78] Bitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.55] Lace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.42] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:38.88] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.53] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.23] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.85] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.77] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.28] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n[00:53.60] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[00:59.99] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:03.93] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.23] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n[01:15.68] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.88] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.30] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.10] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.06] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.03] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.76] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.33] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.76] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.26] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:43.08] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.38] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n[01:47.17] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.27] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.63] I can hear you, can you hear me too? Ooh (Forever)\n[02:10.31] D.I.T.C., nigga\n[02:12.26] Forever\n[02:14.94] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Forever\n  artist: Big L\n  album: 'Harlem''s Finest: Return Of The King'\n  duration_ms: 129000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\n  start_ms: 60\n  end_ms: 1800\n- text: The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\n  start_ms: 1800\n  end_ms: 6200\n- text: Was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n  start_ms: 6200\n  end_ms: 9950\n- text: Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n  start_ms: 9950\n  end_ms: 11980\n- text: Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  start_ms: 11980\n  end_ms: 14690\n- text: Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  start_ms: 14690\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 19850\n- text: Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 22250\n- text: Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  start_ms: 22250\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30780\n- text: Bitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n  start_ms: 30780\n  end_ms: 33550\n- text: Lace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  start_ms: 33550\n  end_ms: 36420\n- text: Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  start_ms: 36420\n  end_ms: 38880\n- text: Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  start_ms: 38880\n  end_ms: 41530\n- text: Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n  start_ms: 41530\n  end_ms: 44230\n- text: Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  start_ms: 44230\n  end_ms: 46850\n- text: Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  start_ms: 46850\n  end_ms: 49770\n- text: You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  start_ms: 49770\n  end_ms: 52280\n- text: Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n  start_ms: 52280\n  end_ms: 53600\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 53600\n  end_ms: 59990\n- text: And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 59990\n  end_ms: 63930\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 63930\n  end_ms: 70230\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n  start_ms: 70230\n  end_ms: 75680\n- text: Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  start_ms: 75680\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81300\n- text: Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  start_ms: 81300\n  end_ms: 84100\n- text: They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n  start_ms: 84100\n  end_ms: 87060\n- text: I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  start_ms: 87060\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 91760\n- text: This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  start_ms: 91760\n  end_ms: 95330\n- text: Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n  start_ms: 95330\n  end_ms: 97760\n- text: Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  start_ms: 97760\n  end_ms: 100260\n- text: L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  start_ms: 100260\n  end_ms: 103080\n- text: I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  start_ms: 103080\n  end_ms: 106380\n- text: Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n  start_ms: 106380\n  end_ms: 107170\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 107170\n  end_ms: 113270\n- text: And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 113270\n  end_ms: 117370\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 117370\n  end_ms: 123630\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? Ooh (Forever)\n  start_ms: 123630\n  end_ms: 130310\n- text: D.I.T.C., nigga\n  start_ms: 130310\n  end_ms: 132260\n- text: Forever\n  start_ms: 132260\n  end_ms: 134940\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 134940\nplain: |-\n  That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\n  The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\n  Was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n  Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n\n  Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n\n  Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  Bitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n\n  Lace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n\n  Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n  Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n\n  I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n\n  Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":25964078,"name":"Forever","trackName":"Forever","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Harlem's Finest: Return Of The King","duration":155.142,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\nThe first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\nWas a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\nYeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n\nUh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\nHundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\nMr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\nTake a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n\nLickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\nBoy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\nDifferent kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\nBitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n\nLace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\nGrab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\nFinna have a player's ball, have her make the call\nColors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n\nEvery time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\nSmokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\nYou with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\nThink you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\n[00:01.80] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\n[00:06.20] Was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n[00:09.95] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:11.98] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.69] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.85] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.25] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.45] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.14] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.78] Bitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.55] Lace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.42] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:38.88] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.53] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.23] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.85] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.77] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.28] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n[00:53.60] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[00:59.99] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:03.93] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.23] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n[01:15.68] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.88] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.30] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.10] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.06] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.03] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.76] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.33] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.76] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.26] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:43.08] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.38] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n[01:47.17] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.27] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.63] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":38410729,"name":"Forever","trackName":"Forever","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Harlem's Finest: Return Of The King","duration":153.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\nThe first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\nWas a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\nYeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n\nUh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\nHundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\nMr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\nTake a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n\nLickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\nBoy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\nDifferent kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\nBitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n\nLace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\nGrab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\nFinna have a player's ball, have her make the call\nColors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n\nEvery time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\nSmokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\nYou with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\nThink you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":32984385,"name":"07 - Forever","trackName":"07 - Forever","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"Harlem's Finest_ Return Of The King","duration":155.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\nThe first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\nWas a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\nYeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n\nUh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\nHundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\nMr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\nTake a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n\nLickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\nBoy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\nDifferent kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\nBitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n\nLace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\nGrab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\nFinna have a player's ball, have her make the call\nColors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n\nEvery time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\nSmokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\nYou with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\nThink you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? Ooh (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an MC, you know\n[00:01.80] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an MC\n[00:06.20] Was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n[00:09.95] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:11.98] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.69] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.85] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.25] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.45] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.14] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.78] Bitches want some magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.55] Lace up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.42] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:38.88] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.53] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.23] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.85] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.77] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.28] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n[00:53.60] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[00:59.99] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:03.93] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.23] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n[01:15.68] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.88] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.30] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.10] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.06] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.03] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.76] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.33] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.76] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.26] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:43.08] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.38] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n[01:47.17] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.27] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.63] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":11633690,"name":"L.L.H","trackName":"L.L.H","artistName":"Don Johnson Big Band","albumName":"Records Are Forever","duration":254.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hit me well I'm fit for hell I'll sip inhale\nEverything I'm offered on this slippery trail\nInfidels think they'll see the will prevail\nInfant males who'd rather drink a different ale\nWill simply fail or quickly sink their teeth into\nYour skin and throw you off your rail\nLike bingo bango bongo bon\nBingo bango bongo bon bongo bon\nCan't you keep yourself in check?\nI'll beat you with a stick inject you with a needle help forget\nHelp me keep myself in check\nAnd beat me with a stick inject a needle help me recollect\n\nYou're open and naked\nDon't blow this let's get started\nYou're hoping you're aching\nFor more than this it's starting\nYou're smoking and drinking\nDon't blow this let's get started\nYou're broken and breaking\nFor more than 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(Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.05] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n[00:02.26] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n[00:10.14] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:12.07] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.94] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.87] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.06] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.59] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.26] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.86] Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.63] Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.43] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:39.23] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.62] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.59] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.99] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.58] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.26] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n[00:55.03] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:00.10] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:04.70] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.58] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[02:10.97] D.I.T.C., nigga\n[02:12.12] Forever\n[02:18.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Forever\n  artist: Big L, Mac Miller, Pale Jay\n  album: 1.7M plays\n  duration_ms: 159000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n  start_ms: 2260\n  end_ms: 3050\n- text: That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n  start_ms: 3050\n  end_ms: 10140\n- text: Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n  start_ms: 10140\n  end_ms: 12070\n- text: Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  start_ms: 12070\n  end_ms: 14940\n- text: Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  start_ms: 14940\n  end_ms: 17260\n- text: Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  start_ms: 17260\n  end_ms: 19870\n- text: Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n  start_ms: 19870\n  end_ms: 22060\n- text: Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  start_ms: 22060\n  end_ms: 25590\n- text: Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  start_ms: 25590\n  end_ms: 28260\n- text: Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  start_ms: 28260\n  end_ms: 30860\n- text: Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n  start_ms: 30860\n  end_ms: 33630\n- text: Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  start_ms: 33630\n  end_ms: 36430\n- text: Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  start_ms: 36430\n  end_ms: 39230\n- text: Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  start_ms: 39230\n  end_ms: 41620\n- text: Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n  start_ms: 41620\n  end_ms: 44590\n- text: Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  start_ms: 44590\n  end_ms: 46990\n- text: Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  start_ms: 46990\n  end_ms: 49580\n- text: You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  start_ms: 49580\n  end_ms: 52260\n- text: Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n  start_ms: 52260\n  end_ms: 55030\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 55030\n  end_ms: 60100\n- text: And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 60100\n  end_ms: 64700\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 64700\n  end_ms: 70580\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n  start_ms: 123920\n  end_ms: 130970\n- text: D.I.T.C., nigga\n  start_ms: 130970\n  end_ms: 132120\n- text: Forever\n  start_ms: 132120\n  end_ms: 138610\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 138610\nplain: |\n  That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n  The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n  Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n  Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n  Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n  Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n  Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n  Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n  Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n  Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n  Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n  Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n  Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n  Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n  Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n  Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n  Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n  You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n  Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n  Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n  I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n  Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.05] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n[00:02.26] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n[00:10.14] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:12.07] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.94] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.87] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.06] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.59] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.26] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.86] Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.63] Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.43] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:39.23] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.62] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.59] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.99] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.58] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.26] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n[00:55.03] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:00.10] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:04.70] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.58] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n\nD.I.T.C., nigga\nForever\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.05] That's what it is, but as far as bein' an emcee, you know\n[00:02.26] The first rapper that really got me into wanting to be an emcee was a dude by the name of Big L (Big L, Big L)\n\n[00:10.14] Yeah, Mac Miller, bitch\n[00:12.07] Uh, way to go, never runnin' out of gas\n[00:14.94] Hundred-twenty on the dash, I don't never need a map\n[00:17.26] Mr. Tom-Tom, can you please direct me where I'm goin'?\n[00:19.87] Take a journey through my head, you'll be Motrin\n[00:22.06] Lickin' and splittin' it, rollin' and hittin' it, bitches never change up\n[00:25.59] Boy meets the world, no Cory and Topanga\n[00:28.26] Different kinds of haters always tend to twist they face up\n[00:30.86] Bitches want somе magic, I ain't with Hermione Granger\n[00:33.63] Lacе up your cleanin' shoes, throw on designer clothes\n[00:36.43] Grab your best weed, alcohol and finest hoes\n[00:39.23] Finna have a player's ball, have her make the call\n[00:41.62] Colors so bright and flamboyant that I paint the wall\n[00:44.59] Every time I walk by, have these bitches cock-eyed\n[00:46.99] Smokin' on some spinach, get me strong, call me Popeye\n[00:49.58] You with them chicken heads, they just tryna get your bread\n[00:52.26] Think you gettin' pussy, end the night with just a kiss instead\n\n[00:55.03] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:00.10] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:04.70] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[01:10.58] I can hear you, can you hear me too? (Forever)\n\n[01:16.11] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.75] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.51] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.26] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.19] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.23] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.82] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.15] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.82] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.22] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:42.99] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.18] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuck\n\n[01:46.77] I'll remember you forever and ever (We will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.61] And what the world has put you through (Forever and ever, and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (Forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.92] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":30104719,"name":"Forever","trackName":"Forever","artistName":"Big L feat. 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(Forever)\n\nAyo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\nImitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\nPut snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\nThey tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n\nI use a chrome gat to push domes back\nWatch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\nThis rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\nPush an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n\nFat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\nL is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\nI stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\nPlenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n\nI'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\nAnd what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\nI'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\nI can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n[01:15.68] Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n[01:18.88] Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n[01:21.30] Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n[01:24.10] They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n[01:27.06] I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n[01:29.03] Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n[01:31.76] This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n[01:35.33] Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n[01:37.76] Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n[01:40.26] L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n[01:43.08] I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n[01:46.38] Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n[01:47.17] I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n[01:53.27] And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n[01:57.37] I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n[02:03.63] I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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Ooh (Forever)\n\n  D.I.T.C., nigga\n  Forever\n"},{"id":39210786,"name":"Forever","trackName":"Forever","artistName":"Big L feat. 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(Forever)\n  start_ms: 70230\n  end_ms: 75680\n- text: Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  start_ms: 75680\n  end_ms: 78880\n- text: Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  start_ms: 78880\n  end_ms: 81300\n- text: Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  start_ms: 81300\n  end_ms: 84100\n- text: They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n  start_ms: 84100\n  end_ms: 87060\n- text: I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  start_ms: 87060\n  end_ms: 89030\n- text: Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  start_ms: 89030\n  end_ms: 91760\n- text: This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  start_ms: 91760\n  end_ms: 95330\n- text: Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n  start_ms: 95330\n  end_ms: 97760\n- text: Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  start_ms: 97760\n  end_ms: 100260\n- text: L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  start_ms: 100260\n  end_ms: 103080\n- text: I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  start_ms: 103080\n  end_ms: 106380\n- text: Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n  start_ms: 106380\n  end_ms: 107170\n- text: I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  start_ms: 107170\n  end_ms: 113270\n- text: And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  start_ms: 113270\n  end_ms: 117370\n- text: I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  start_ms: 117370\n  end_ms: 123630\n- text: I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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(Forever)\n\n  Ayo, my whole entourage is large from here to Vegas\n  Imitators hate us 'cause we sport gators and flavors\n  Put snitches in boxes, coppers and federals watch us\n  They tried everything in this world to lock us, but can't stop us\n\n  I use a chrome gat to push domes back\n  Watch how you talk when you call me, feds got my phone tapped\n  This rap game, I put my life in it, chain got mega ice in it\n  Push an Infinit', chrome rims, light-tinted\n\n  Fat like an old crayon, smooth as rayon\n  L is who the ladies stay on, baby, play on\n  I stay jeweled up, pockets swelled up from banks I held up\n  Plenty bitch-ass niggas Big L stuffed\n\n  I'll remember you forever and ever (we will be here forever, forever)\n  And what the world has put you through (forever and ever, and ever)\n  I'll hear your voice forever and ever (forever, do you understand that?)\n  I can hear you, can you hear me too? 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