[{"id":6403226,"name":"Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)","trackName":"Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)","artistName":"Black Hippy","albumName":"Black Hippy 2","duration":450.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time, nigga\nI'ma take my time, wo\nPower moves only, nigga\n\nBoy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\nYou gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\nOut the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\nRight, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.48] I look up\n[00:12.23] Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n[00:14.56] I'ma take my time, wo\n[00:17.10] Power moves only, nigga\n[00:26.67] Boy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:34.18] I had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n[00:36.81] I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n[00:39.57] Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.50] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.75] On some ground ball shit\n[00:47.24] Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.85] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\n[00:53.37] You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:55.27] G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n[00:56.34] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.37] They told me I never boy, never say never\n[00:59.07] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.48] I got paid then reversed debts\n[01:03.83] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.73] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.78] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.56] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.33] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.27] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n[01:20.42] In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.26] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.10] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.97] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:33.83] I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.06] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n[01:39.76] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.31] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.19] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:48.43] Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.82] Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.97] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.52] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:58.13] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.34] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.73] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n[02:07.19] I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:10.09] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:13.09] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:15.36] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.96] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n[02:21.34] And not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.04] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n[02:27.74] Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.82] So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n[02:32.17] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.18] Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.10] Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.84] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.80] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:51.87] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.56] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.47] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.37] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:08.93] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n[03:12.20] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.83] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.00] Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n[03:20.32] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.03] So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:24.84] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.74] One at a time, I line them up\n[03:29.71] And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n[03:31.36] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.18] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.06] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n[03:39.89] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n[03:42.27] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.35] Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n[03:48.48] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.14] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:53.42] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.32] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n[03:59.68] Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.47] Gobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.04] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\n[04:08.56] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:13.65] Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.35] A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n[04:19.60] Playing with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.06] Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.22] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:27.57] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[04:30.93] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.28] I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n[04:35.91] You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:38.94] Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.21] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.26] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.66] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.55] Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:56.41] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.27] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.92] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.30] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:06.74] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.52] But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.38] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:16.00] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.00] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.81] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.32] Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.83] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:29.90] What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n[05:32.89] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n[05:35.46] Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n[05:37.96] With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n[05:41.24] With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n[05:43.91] Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:46.77] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.31] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:52.42] West Coast\n[05:59.74] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.14] I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n[06:03.81] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:06.75] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.68] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.53] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.56] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:16.75] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n[06:19.79] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.22] Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n[06:25.16] I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:27.07] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:30.15] To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n[06:32.96] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:35.50] That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:38.27] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:41.23] Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n[06:44.20] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n[06:46.87] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.65] You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n[06:52.62] Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.30] Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n[06:57.55] In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n[07:00.91] You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.97] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:06.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? 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Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talking to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made something out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck trying and not doing\nCause not doing is something a nigga not doing\nI said fuck trying and not doing\nCause not doing is something a nigga not doing\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfucking stop moving\nGo against me, you won't stop losing\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fucking first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas saying they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm namedropping, Hall of Fame dropping\nAnd I ain't taking shit from nobody unless they're O.G.'s\nCause that ain't the way of a O.G\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean done\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'ma pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on\nA crutch (West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies,\nWreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumping me?\nBitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rocking no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhyming with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\nOut the exit window of five G5s with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\nWith the hand-full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse,\nThen rained on the The legend of\nDorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spitting this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissing you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\nRight, to basking in the limelight,\nIt take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)\n  artist: Black Hippy, Kendrick Lamar, Ab-Soul, Jay Rock, ScHoolboy Q, Big Sean, Jay Electronica\n  album: Black Hippy 2\n  duration_ms: 450273\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I look up\n  Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n  I'ma take my time, woah\n  Power moves only, nigga\n\n  Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n  I had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n  I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n  Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a living\n  But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n  On some ground ball shit\n  Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n  They praying on my motherfucking downfall, bitch, like a drought, but\n  You gon get this rain like it's May weather\n  G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talking to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made something out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n  In my mind, but fuck trying and not doing\n  Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing\n  I said fuck trying and not doing\n  Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfucking stop moving\n  Go against me, you won't stop losing\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n  I'm so fucking first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas saying they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n  And not because I'm namedropping, Hall of Fame dropping\n  And I ain't taking shit from nobody unless they're O.G.'s\n  Cause that ain't the way of a O.G\n  So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean done\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'ma pop you and give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on\n  A crutch (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n  Playing with Barbies,\n  Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n  You plan on stumping me?\n  Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rocking no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhyming with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n  Out the exit window of five G5s with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  With the hand-full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse,\n  Then rained on the The legend of\n  Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spitting this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissing you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  Right, to basking in the limelight,\n  It take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":9573176,"name":"Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)","trackName":"Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)","artistName":"Black Hippy/Kendrick Lamar/Ab-Soul/Jay Rock/ScHoolboy Q/Big Sean/Jay Electronica","albumName":"Black Hippy 2","duration":448.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time, nigga\nI'ma take my time, woah\nPower moves only, nigga\n\nBoy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a living\nBut this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey praying on my motherfucking downfall, bitch, like a drought, but\nYou gon get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talking to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made something out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck trying and not doing\nCause not doing is something a nigga not doing\nI said fuck trying and not doing\nCause not doing is something a nigga not doing\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfucking stop moving\nGo against me, you won't stop losing\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fucking first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas saying they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm namedropping, Hall of Fame dropping\nAnd I ain't taking shit from nobody unless they're O.G.'s\nCause that ain't the way of a O.G\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean done\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'ma pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on\nA crutch (West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies,\nWreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumping me?\nBitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rocking no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhyming with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\nOut the exit window of five G5s with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\nWith the hand-full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse,\nThen rained on the The legend of\nDorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spitting this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissing you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\nRight, to basking in the limelight,\nIt take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. Jay Electronica & Big Sean)\n  artist: Black Hippy/Kendrick Lamar/Ab-Soul/Jay Rock/ScHoolboy Q/Big Sean/Jay Electronica\n  album: Black Hippy 2\n  duration_ms: 448000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I look up\n  Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n  I'ma take my time, woah\n  Power moves only, nigga\n\n  Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n  I had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n  I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n  Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a living\n  But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n  On some ground ball shit\n  Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n  They praying on my motherfucking downfall, bitch, like a drought, but\n  You gon get this rain like it's May weather\n  G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talking to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made something out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n  In my mind, but fuck trying and not doing\n  Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing\n  I said fuck trying and not doing\n  Cause not doing is something a nigga not doing\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfucking stop moving\n  Go against me, you won't stop losing\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n  I'm so fucking first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas saying they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n  And not because I'm namedropping, Hall of Fame dropping\n  And I ain't taking shit from nobody unless they're O.G.'s\n  Cause that ain't the way of a O.G\n  So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean done\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explaining their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddling sin, thinking maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'ma pop you and give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coaching me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on\n  A crutch (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n  Playing with Barbies,\n  Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n  You plan on stumping me?\n  Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rocking no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhyming with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n  Out the exit window of five G5s with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  With the hand-full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse,\n  Then rained on the The legend of\n  Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spitting this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissing you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  Right, to basking in the limelight,\n  It take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":38347351,"name":"Control(feat. 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You plan on stumpin' me?\nBitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\nEminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? 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Music, 'Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never, boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special, like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n  But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n  Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\n  Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n  'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n\n  Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n  And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n  To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":32981861,"name":"Control (feat. 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Music, 'Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never, boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\nBut fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah, I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n\nForever hot-headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n(West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\nBitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\nEminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\nOut the exit window of five G5's with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\nBumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\nTo baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.53] Mhm\n[00:07.18] I look up\n[00:12.02] Yeah, and I take my time, nigga\n[00:13.67] I'ma take my time, whoa\n[00:19.10] Mhm, power moves only, nigga\n[00:30.47] Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.84] I had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n[00:36.77] I've done lived more than an 80-year-old man still kickin'\n[00:39.36] 'Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.31] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.10] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.73] 'Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.43] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall, bitch, like a drought\n[00:52.78] But you gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.83] G.O.O.D. Music, 'Ye weather\n[00:56.04] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.15] They told me I never, boy, never say never\n[00:59.04] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.79] I got paid then reversed debts\n[01:04.09] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.69] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.47] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.67] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.64] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.15] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n[01:22.94] But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.12] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.38] I said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.59] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n[01:33.30] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.04] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n[01:39.80] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.17] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.26] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.28] Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.97] Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.53] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.31] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.74] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.51] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.92] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:09.85] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:12.65] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:14.91] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.76] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:20.39] Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\n[02:22.87] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.29] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n[02:27.57] 'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.36] So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n[02:32.29] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.25] Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.23] Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n[02:41.22] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.59] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:59.07] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.84] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.46] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.16] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:09.14] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[03:12.21] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.76] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.42] Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n[03:20.18] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.24] So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:24.88] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.82] One at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:31.45] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.42] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.02] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n[03:40.26] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n[03:42.87] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.55] Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n[03:48.41] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.57] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:54.12] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.99] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n[03:59.83] Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.63] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.57] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:08.30] (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n[04:10.90] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:14.02] Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.93] A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:19.62] Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.41] Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.29] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:28.47] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[04:31.16] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.84] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n[04:37.11] Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.18] Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n[04:45.23] And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.04] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:51.04] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.52] 'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n[04:56.75] Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.59] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:02.24] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.56] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:07.86] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.80] But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.42] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n[05:16.46] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.38] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.76] I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.56] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:27.30] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:30.37] What is competition? 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You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n  And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n  To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":6403225,"name":"Control (feat. 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Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":9639620,"name":"Control","trackName":"Control","artistName":"Black Hippy feat. 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Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:38.94] Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.21] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.26] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.66] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.55] Bout who's the best MC? 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? 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Music, 'Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never, boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid, then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\nBut fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah, I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot-headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week\nSean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\nI don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fuckin' pill\nI'ma pop you, then give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs!\nFuck y'all pictures! Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n(West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin' with Barbies\nWreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\nI don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\nYou can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\nBitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas\nClimbin' 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\nEminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? 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You're better off tryna skydive\nOut the exit window of five G5's with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\nBumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock\nThen signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight\nPassion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\nIt take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.05] I look up\n[00:12.06] Yeah, and I take my time, nigga\n[00:13.01] I'ma take my time, woah\n[00:19.05] Power moves only, nigga\n[00:30.05] Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.03] I had women on women: yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n[00:36.08] I've done lived more than an 80-year-old man still kickin'\n[00:39.04] 'Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.09] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.02] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.04] 'Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.08] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall, bitch\n[00:52.05] Like a drought, but you gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.03] G.O.O.D. 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Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n[04:02.04] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.08] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:08.00] (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n[04:11.08] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:14.08] Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.05] A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:19.04] Playin' with Barbies\n[04:21.09] Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.04] Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.01] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:28.09] I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n[04:31.05] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.02] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n[04:35.02] You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n[04:37.04] Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.08] Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.04] James Bonding with none of you niggas\n[04:43.08] Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n[04:45.04] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.04] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.09] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.09] 'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n[04:56.05] Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n[04:59.04] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:02.01] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.03] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:08.06] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.05] But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.05] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n[05:16.00] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.06] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:22.00] I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.09] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:27.06] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:30.08] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:33.07] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n[05:36.02] Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n[05:38.02] With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n[05:41.07] With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n[05:44.06] Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:47.04] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:50.06] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.01] West Coast\n[05:59.06] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.08] I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n[06:04.06] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:07.05] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:10.03] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.04] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.00] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:17.08] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n[06:19.04] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.09] Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\n[06:25.03] I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:26.08] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:29.01] To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n[06:32.06] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:35.05] That's why I came with the rock\n[06:36.06] Then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:38.02] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:40.05] 'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n[06:43.03] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n[06:46.02] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.04] You go from blind sight to hindsight\n[06:51.00] Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\n[06:53.00] It take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.01] Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n[06:58.02] In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n[07:00.03] You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n[07:03.09] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:05.78] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. 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Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n  start_ms: 239010\n  end_ms: 242040\n- text: Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  start_ms: 242040\n  end_ms: 245080\n- text: This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  start_ms: 245080\n  end_ms: 248000\n- text: (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  start_ms: 248000\n  end_ms: 251080\n- text: I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  start_ms: 251080\n  end_ms: 254080\n- text: Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  start_ms: 254080\n  end_ms: 256050\n- text: A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  start_ms: 256050\n  end_ms: 259040\n- text: Playin' with Barbies\n  start_ms: 259040\n  end_ms: 261090\n- text: Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  start_ms: 261090\n  end_ms: 262040\n- text: Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  start_ms: 262040\n  end_ms: 265010\n- text: You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  start_ms: 265010\n  end_ms: 268090\n- text: I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  start_ms: 268090\n  end_ms: 271050\n- text: I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  start_ms: 271050\n  end_ms: 273020\n- text: I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n  start_ms: 273020\n  end_ms: 275020\n- text: You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  start_ms: 275020\n  end_ms: 277040\n- text: Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 277040\n  end_ms: 279080\n- text: Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 279080\n  end_ms: 281040\n- text: James Bonding with none of you niggas\n  start_ms: 281040\n  end_ms: 283080\n- text: Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 283080\n  end_ms: 285040\n- text: And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 285040\n  end_ms: 287040\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  start_ms: 287040\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 293090\n- text: '''Bout who''s the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas'\n  start_ms: 293090\n  end_ms: 296050\n- text: Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n  start_ms: 296050\n  end_ms: 299040\n- text: New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  start_ms: 299040\n  end_ms: 302010\n- text: And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  start_ms: 302010\n  end_ms: 304030\n- text: White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  start_ms: 304030\n  end_ms: 308060\n- text: I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  start_ms: 308060\n  end_ms: 310050\n- text: But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  start_ms: 310050\n  end_ms: 313050\n- text: And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  start_ms: 313050\n  end_ms: 316000\n- text: Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  start_ms: 316000\n  end_ms: 319060\n- text: Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  start_ms: 319060\n  end_ms: 322000\n- text: I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  start_ms: 322000\n  end_ms: 324090\n- text: Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  start_ms: 324090\n  end_ms: 327060\n- text: They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  start_ms: 327060\n  end_ms: 330080\n- text: What is competition? 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Music, 'Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never, boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid, then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n  But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n  Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n  'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week\n  Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill\n  I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs!\n  Fuck y'all pictures! Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  Playin' with Barbies\n  Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n  You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas\n  Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock\n  Then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\n  It take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":6882569,"name":"Control (feat. 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Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear my flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid to reverse debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nSo I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nDon't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nI can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-\nDay at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of an OG\nSo my GO collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\nEverything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\nI'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\nFuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\nYour Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup\nMy big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\nI've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\nA bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\nJudge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nI put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nWho's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\nBut this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\nWhat is competition? 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I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.19] I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n[04:40.82] James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.25] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.27] And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n[04:50.12] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.16] Who's the best MC? 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Music, Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never boy, never say never\n  Swear my flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid to reverse debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n  So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  Don't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n  In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n  I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n  I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-\n  Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\n  I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n  Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\n  Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n  Cause that ain't the way of an OG\n  So my GO collect more G's, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\n  Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\n  I'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n  Cardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\n  Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\n  Your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup\n  My big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  I've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\n  A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  Playin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\n  Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n  You plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n  But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n  With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders,\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin this shit closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n  It takes time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me,\n  Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":11152459,"name":"Control (feat. 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Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\nOut the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\nRight, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.48] I look up\n[00:12.23] Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n[00:14.56] I'ma take my time, wo\n[00:17.10] Power moves only, nigga\n[00:26.67] Boy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:34.18] I had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n[00:36.81] I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n[00:39.57] Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.50] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.75] On some ground ball shit\n[00:47.24] Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.85] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\n[00:53.37] You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:55.27] G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n[00:56.34] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.37] They told me I never boy, never say never\n[00:59.07] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.48] I got paid then reversed debts\n[01:03.83] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.73] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.78] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.56] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.33] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.27] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n[01:20.42] In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.26] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.10] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.97] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:33.83] I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.06] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n[01:39.76] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.31] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.19] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:48.43] Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.82] Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.97] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.52] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:58.13] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.34] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.73] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n[02:07.19] I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:10.09] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:13.09] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:15.36] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.96] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n[02:21.34] And not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.04] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n[02:27.74] Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.82] So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n[02:32.17] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.18] Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.10] Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.84] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.80] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:51.87] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.56] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.47] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.37] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:08.93] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n[03:12.20] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.83] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.00] Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n[03:20.32] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.03] So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:24.84] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.74] One at a time, I line them up\n[03:29.71] And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n[03:31.36] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.18] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.06] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n[03:39.89] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n[03:42.27] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.35] Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n[03:48.48] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.14] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:53.42] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.32] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n[03:59.68] Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.47] Gobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.04] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\n[04:08.56] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:13.65] Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.35] A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n[04:19.60] Playing with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.06] Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.22] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:27.57] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[04:30.93] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.28] I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n[04:35.91] You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:38.94] Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.21] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.26] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.66] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.55] Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:56.41] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.27] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.92] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.30] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:06.74] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.52] But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.38] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:16.00] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.00] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.81] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.32] Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.83] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:29.90] What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n[05:32.89] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n[05:35.46] Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n[05:37.96] With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n[05:41.24] With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n[05:43.91] Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:46.77] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.31] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:52.42] West Coast\n[05:59.74] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.14] I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n[06:03.81] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:06.75] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.68] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.53] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.56] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:16.75] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n[06:19.79] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.22] Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n[06:25.16] I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:27.07] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:30.15] To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n[06:32.96] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:35.50] That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:38.27] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:41.23] Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n[06:44.20] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n[06:46.87] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.65] You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n[06:52.62] Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.30] Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n[06:57.55] In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n[07:00.91] You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.97] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:06.81] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 275910\n  end_ms: 278940\n- text: Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 278940\n  end_ms: 281320\n- text: James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 281320\n  end_ms: 284210\n- text: And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 284210\n  end_ms: 288260\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  start_ms: 288260\n  end_ms: 290660\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 290660\n  end_ms: 293550\n- text: Bout who's the best MC? 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You're better off trying to skydive\n  start_ms: 332890\n  end_ms: 335460\n- text: Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n  start_ms: 335460\n  end_ms: 337960\n- text: With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  start_ms: 337960\n  end_ms: 341240\n- text: With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  start_ms: 341240\n  end_ms: 343910\n- text: Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  start_ms: 343910\n  end_ms: 346770\n- text: Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  start_ms: 346770\n  end_ms: 349310\n- text: That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  start_ms: 349310\n  end_ms: 352420\n- text: West Coast\n  start_ms: 352420\n  end_ms: 359740\n- text: You could check my name on the books\n  start_ms: 359740\n  end_ms: 361140\n- text: I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n  start_ms: 361140\n  end_ms: 363810\n- text: The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  start_ms: 363810\n  end_ms: 366750\n- text: The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  start_ms: 366750\n  end_ms: 369680\n- text: Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  start_ms: 369680\n  end_ms: 372530\n- text: We live by every single word she ever told us\n  start_ms: 372530\n  end_ms: 375560\n- text: Watch over your shoulders\n  start_ms: 375560\n  end_ms: 376750\n- text: And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  start_ms: 376750\n  end_ms: 379790\n- text: The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  start_ms: 379790\n  end_ms: 382220\n- text: Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  start_ms: 382220\n  end_ms: 385160\n- text: I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  start_ms: 385160\n  end_ms: 387070\n- text: And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  start_ms: 387070\n  end_ms: 390150\n- text: To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  start_ms: 390150\n  end_ms: 392960\n- text: I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  start_ms: 392960\n  end_ms: 395500\n- text: That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  start_ms: 395500\n  end_ms: 398270\n- text: Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  start_ms: 398270\n  end_ms: 401230\n- text: Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  start_ms: 401230\n  end_ms: 404200\n- text: The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  start_ms: 404200\n  end_ms: 406870\n- text: And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  start_ms: 406870\n  end_ms: 409650\n- text: You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  start_ms: 409650\n  end_ms: 412620\n- text: Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  start_ms: 412620\n  end_ms: 415300\n- text: Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  start_ms: 415300\n  end_ms: 417550\n- text: In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  start_ms: 417550\n  end_ms: 420910\n- text: You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n  start_ms: 420910\n  end_ms: 423970\n- text: It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n  start_ms: 423970\n  end_ms: 426810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 426810\nplain: |-\n  I look up\n  Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n  I'ma take my time, wo\n  Power moves only, nigga\n\n  Boy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n  I had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n  I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n  Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n  But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n  On some ground ball shit\n  Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n  They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\n  You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n  G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n  In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n  And not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n  Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n  Playing with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n  You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? 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I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? 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Music, 'Ye weather\n[00:56.04] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.15] They told me I never, boy, never say never\n[00:59.04] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.79] I got paid then reversed debts\n[01:04.09] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.69] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.47] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.67] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.64] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.15] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n[01:22.94] But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.12] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.38] I said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.59] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n[01:33.30] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.04] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n[01:39.80] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.17] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.26] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.28] Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.97] Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.53] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.31] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.74] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.51] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.92] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:09.85] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:12.65] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:14.91] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.76] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:20.39] Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\n[02:22.87] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.29] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n[02:27.57] 'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.36] So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n[02:32.29] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.25] Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.23] Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n[02:41.22] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.59] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:59.07] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.84] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.46] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.16] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:09.14] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[03:12.21] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.76] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.42] Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n[03:20.18] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.24] So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:24.88] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.82] One at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:31.45] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.42] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.02] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n[03:40.26] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n[03:42.87] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.55] Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n[03:48.41] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.57] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:54.12] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.99] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n[03:59.83] Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.63] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.57] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:08.30] (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n[04:10.90] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:14.02] Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.93] A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:19.62] Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.41] Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.29] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:28.47] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[04:31.16] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.84] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n[04:37.11] Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.18] Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n[04:45.23] And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.04] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:51.04] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.52] 'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n[04:56.75] Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.59] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:02.24] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.56] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:07.86] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.80] But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.42] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n[05:16.46] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.38] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.76] I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.56] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:27.30] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:30.37] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:32.84] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n[05:35.80] Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n[05:38.68] With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n[05:41.45] With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n[05:44.13] Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:47.01] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.75] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.21] West Coast\n[05:59.27] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.21] I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n[06:04.16] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:07.18] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.99] Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.88] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.70] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:17.03] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n[06:20.02] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.61] Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:26.88] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:29.71] To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n[06:32.46] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:34.96] That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:37.96] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:40.76] 'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n[06:43.58] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n[06:46.22] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.23] You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n[06:52.13] To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.28] Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n[06:58.13] In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n[07:00.81] You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.72] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:06.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat. 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Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  start_ms: 234120\n  end_ms: 236990\n- text: I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  start_ms: 236990\n  end_ms: 239830\n- text: Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  start_ms: 239830\n  end_ms: 242630\n- text: Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  start_ms: 242630\n  end_ms: 245570\n- text: This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  start_ms: 245570\n  end_ms: 248300\n- text: (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  start_ms: 248300\n  end_ms: 250900\n- text: I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  start_ms: 250900\n  end_ms: 254020\n- text: Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  start_ms: 254020\n  end_ms: 256930\n- text: A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  start_ms: 256930\n  end_ms: 259620\n- text: Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  start_ms: 259620\n  end_ms: 262410\n- 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You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n  And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n  To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":29741777,"name":"Control","trackName":"Control","artistName":"Big Sean feat. 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Music, 'Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never, boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid, then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\nBut fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah, I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot-headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week\nSean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\nI don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fuckin' pill\nI'ma pop you, then give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs!\nFuck y'all pictures! Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n(West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin' with Barbies\nWreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\nI don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\nYou can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\nBitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas\nClimbin' 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\nEminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\nOut the exit window of five G5's with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\nBumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock\nThen signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight\nPassion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\nIt take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.05] I look up\n[00:12.06] Yeah, and I take my time, nigga\n[00:13.01] I'ma take my time, woah\n[00:19.05] Power moves only, nigga\n[00:30.05] Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.03] I had women on women: yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n[00:36.08] I've done lived more than an 80-year-old man still kickin'\n[00:39.04] 'Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.09] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.02] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.04] 'Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.08] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall, bitch\n[00:52.05] Like a drought, but you gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.03] G.O.O.D. Music, 'Ye weather\n[00:56.03] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.08] They told me I never, boy, never say never\n[00:59.05] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:02.05] I got paid, then reversed debts\n[01:04.07] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.02] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.01] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.01] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.04] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.06] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n[01:22.02] But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.02] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.03] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.01] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:33.07] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.02] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n[01:39.03] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.03] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.08] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.05] Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:51.09] Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.04] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.09] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:58.07] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.08] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:04.08] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n[02:07.00] I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:10.03] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:12.07] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:15.06] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:18.06] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:20.01] Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.04] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n[02:27.02] 'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.07] So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n[02:32.01] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.05] Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.08] Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.03] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.09] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week\n[02:46.05] Sean Don\n[02:59.06] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.01] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.08] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.07] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:09.09] I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n[03:12.01] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.00] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.02] Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill\n[03:19.09] I'ma pop you, then give you this\n[03:20.06] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.02] So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:25.03] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:28.05] One at a time, I line them up\n[03:29.00] And bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:31.01] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.04] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.00] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n[03:39.04] King of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both\n[03:42.02] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.07] Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n[03:48.01] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.03] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:54.02] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.03] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs!\n[03:59.01] Fuck y'all pictures! Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n[04:02.04] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.08] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:08.00] (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n[04:11.08] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:14.08] Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.05] A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:19.04] Playin' with Barbies\n[04:21.09] Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.04] Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.01] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:28.09] I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n[04:31.05] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.02] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n[04:35.02] You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n[04:37.04] Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.08] Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.04] James Bonding with none of you niggas\n[04:43.08] Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n[04:45.04] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.04] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.09] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.09] 'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n[04:56.05] Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n[04:59.04] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:02.01] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.03] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:08.06] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.05] But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.05] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n[05:16.00] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.06] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:22.00] I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.09] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:27.06] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:30.08] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:33.07] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n[05:36.02] Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n[05:38.02] With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n[05:41.07] With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n[05:44.06] Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:47.04] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:50.06] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.01] West Coast\n[05:59.06] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.08] I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n[06:04.06] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:07.05] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:10.03] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.04] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.00] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:17.08] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n[06:19.04] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.09] Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\n[06:25.03] I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:26.08] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:29.01] To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n[06:32.06] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:35.05] That's why I came with the rock\n[06:36.06] Then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:38.02] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:40.05] 'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n[06:43.03] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n[06:46.02] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.04] You go from blind sight to hindsight\n[06:51.00] Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\n[06:53.00] It take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.01] Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n[06:58.02] In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n[07:00.03] You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n[07:03.09] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:05.78] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control\n  artist: Big Sean feat. 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Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  start_ms: 179060\n  end_ms: 181010\n- text: Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  start_ms: 181010\n  end_ms: 184080\n- text: Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  start_ms: 184080\n  end_ms: 187070\n- text: I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  start_ms: 187070\n  end_ms: 189090\n- text: I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  start_ms: 189090\n  end_ms: 192010\n- text: Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  start_ms: 192010\n  end_ms: 194000\n- text: So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  start_ms: 194000\n  end_ms: 197020\n- text: Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill\n  start_ms: 197020\n  end_ms: 199090\n- text: I'ma pop you, then give you this\n  start_ms: 199090\n  end_ms: 200060\n- text: Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  start_ms: 200060\n  end_ms: 202020\n- text: So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  start_ms: 202020\n  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Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n  start_ms: 239010\n  end_ms: 242040\n- text: Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  start_ms: 242040\n  end_ms: 245080\n- text: This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  start_ms: 245080\n  end_ms: 248000\n- text: (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  start_ms: 248000\n  end_ms: 251080\n- text: I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  start_ms: 251080\n  end_ms: 254080\n- text: Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  start_ms: 254080\n  end_ms: 256050\n- text: A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  start_ms: 256050\n  end_ms: 259040\n- text: Playin' with Barbies\n  start_ms: 259040\n  end_ms: 261090\n- text: Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  start_ms: 261090\n  end_ms: 262040\n- text: Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  start_ms: 262040\n  end_ms: 265010\n- text: You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  start_ms: 265010\n  end_ms: 268090\n- text: I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  start_ms: 268090\n  end_ms: 271050\n- text: I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  start_ms: 271050\n  end_ms: 273020\n- text: I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n  start_ms: 273020\n  end_ms: 275020\n- text: You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  start_ms: 275020\n  end_ms: 277040\n- text: Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 277040\n  end_ms: 279080\n- text: Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 279080\n  end_ms: 281040\n- text: James Bonding with none of you niggas\n  start_ms: 281040\n  end_ms: 283080\n- text: Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 283080\n  end_ms: 285040\n- text: And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 285040\n  end_ms: 287040\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  start_ms: 287040\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 293090\n- text: '''Bout who''s the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas'\n  start_ms: 293090\n  end_ms: 296050\n- text: Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n  start_ms: 296050\n  end_ms: 299040\n- text: New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  start_ms: 299040\n  end_ms: 302010\n- text: And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  start_ms: 302010\n  end_ms: 304030\n- text: White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  start_ms: 304030\n  end_ms: 308060\n- text: I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  start_ms: 308060\n  end_ms: 310050\n- text: But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  start_ms: 310050\n  end_ms: 313050\n- text: And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  start_ms: 313050\n  end_ms: 316000\n- text: Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  start_ms: 316000\n  end_ms: 319060\n- text: Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  start_ms: 319060\n  end_ms: 322000\n- text: I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  start_ms: 322000\n  end_ms: 324090\n- text: Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  start_ms: 324090\n  end_ms: 327060\n- text: They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  start_ms: 327060\n  end_ms: 330080\n- text: What is competition? 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Music, 'Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never, boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid, then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n  But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n  Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n  'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week\n  Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill\n  I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast; one hand, I juggle 'em both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs!\n  Fuck y'all pictures! Your Instagram can gobble these nuts!\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  Playin' with Barbies\n  Wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgement to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis\n  You can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas\n  Climbin' 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC: Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000; the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock\n  Then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin' in the limelight\n  It take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, الحمد لله\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":12305071,"name":"Control (feat","trackName":"Control (feat","artistName":"Ab-Soul; Jay Rock; Kendrick Lamar; Big Sean; Jay Electronica","albumName":"Two Black Hippy","duration":426.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time\nI'm a take my time, woah\nPower moves only\n\nBoy I'm 'bout my business on business\nI drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women\nYeah that's bunk bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\nYou gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear my flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid to reverse debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nSo I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nDon't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nI can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-\nDay at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of an OG\nSo my GO collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\nEverything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\nI'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\nFuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\nYour Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup\nMy big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\nI've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\nA bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\nJudge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nI put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nWho's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\nBut this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\nOut the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\nWith your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders,\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin this shit closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nFor all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight,\nPassion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\nIt takes time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me,\nAlhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.61] I look up\n[00:10.85] Yeah and I take my time\n[00:13.39] I'm a take my time, woah\n[00:20.73] Power moves only\n[00:29.76] Boy I'm 'bout my business on business\n[00:32.25] I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.20] I had women on women\n[00:35.23] Yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n[00:36.27] I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n[00:38.57] Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:41.85] But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\n[00:44.77] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.21] Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:48.97] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\n[00:53.04] You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.70] G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n[00:56.07] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.05] They told me I never boy, never say never\n[00:59.52] Swear my flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.40] I got paid to reverse debts\n[01:03.45] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:05.81] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.57] So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\n[01:11.51] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:14.66] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:17.59] Don't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n[01:20.40] In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:23.98] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:28.10] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:29.93] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:32.41] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n[01:35.81] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n[01:39.58] I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:41.91] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:43.26] From the city where every month is May-\n[01:45.76] Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.25] Niggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.75] Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.59] They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.02] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.13] I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\n[02:00.13] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.99] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:08.91] The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\n[02:12.02] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\n[02:14.33] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.39] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:19.87] Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\n[02:22.55] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:23.39] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n[02:26.73] Cause that ain't the way of an OG\n[02:28.88] So my GO collect more G's, every dollar\n[02:31.36] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:34.85] Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n[02:37.93] Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.45] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:42.95] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:57.31] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:00.67] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:03.77] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:06.41] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:08.98] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\n[03:11.85] Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.52] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.14] Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n[03:19.82] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:21.87] So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\n[03:24.30] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.30] One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:30.99] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:33.73] I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\n[03:36.53] I'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n[03:39.58] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n[03:42.15] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.25] Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n[03:47.50] Cardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\n[03:50.49] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:53.03] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:55.98] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\n[03:57.96] Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\n[04:00.33] Your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.31] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup\n[04:03.83] My big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.30] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:10.67] I've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:13.46] Mollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\n[04:16.25] A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:18.91] Playin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\n[04:22.06] Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.01] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:27.88] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\n[04:30.76] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:32.89] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n[04:35.24] You plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.19] I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n[04:40.82] James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.25] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.27] And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n[04:50.12] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.16] Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:55.76] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n[04:58.74] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.29] And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n[05:03.74] White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n[05:06.70] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n[05:09.73] But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:12.75] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:15.38] Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:18.65] Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.23] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.33] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.69] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n[05:29.76] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:32.36] Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n[05:35.17] Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n[05:38.22] With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n[05:40.41] With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n[05:43.41] Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:46.65] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.26] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.73] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.03] I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:06.84] The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.12] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.18] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:14.73] Watch over your shoulders,\n[06:16.44] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n[06:19.44] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.19] Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n[06:24.85] I'm spittin this shit closure\n[06:26.29] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:28.84] For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n[06:31.79] I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:34.67] That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:37.49] Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:39.88] Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n[06:42.91] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n[06:45.43] And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n[06:48.67] You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n[06:50.56] Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n[06:53.36] It takes time to get your mind right\n[06:54.52] Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n[06:57.25] In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n[06:59.63] You can't say shit to me,\n[07:01.97] Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.42] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:05.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control (feat\n  artist: Ab-Soul; Jay Rock; Kendrick Lamar; Big Sean; Jay Electronica\n  album: Two Black Hippy\n  duration_ms: 426000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I look up\n  start_ms: 6610\n  end_ms: 10850\n- text: Yeah and I take my time\n  start_ms: 10850\n  end_ms: 13390\n- text: I'm a take my time, woah\n  start_ms: 13390\n  end_ms: 20730\n- text: Power moves only\n  start_ms: 20730\n  end_ms: 29760\n- text: Boy I'm 'bout my business on business\n  start_ms: 29760\n  end_ms: 32250\n- text: I drink liquor on liquor\n  start_ms: 32250\n  end_ms: 33200\n- text: I had women on women\n  start_ms: 33200\n  end_ms: 35230\n- text: Yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n  start_ms: 35230\n  end_ms: 36270\n- text: I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n  start_ms: 36270\n  end_ms: 38570\n- text: Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n  start_ms: 38570\n  end_ms: 41850\n- text: But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\n  start_ms: 41850\n  end_ms: 44770\n- text: On some ground ball shit\n  start_ms: 44770\n  end_ms: 46210\n- text: Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n  start_ms: 46210\n  end_ms: 48970\n- text: They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\n  start_ms: 48970\n  end_ms: 53040\n- text: You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n  start_ms: 53040\n  end_ms: 54700\n- text: G.O.O.D. 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I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n  But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n  With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders,\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin this shit closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n  It takes time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me,\n  Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":27590361,"name":"Control","trackName":"Control","artistName":"Ab-Soul (feat. Kendrick Lamar, Big Sean & Jay Electronica)","albumName":"Two Black Hippy","duration":426.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Mhm\nI look up\nYeah, and I take my time, nigga\nI'ma take my time, whoa\nMhm, power moves only, nigga\n\nBoy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an 80-year-old man still kickin'\n'Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\n'Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall, bitch, like a drought\n\nBut you gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, 'Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never, boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\nBut fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah, I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n\nForever hot-headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n(West, West, West, West, West, West)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\nBitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\nEminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\nOut the exit window of five G5's with five grand\nWith your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\nBumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\nWest Coast\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\nThe legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nTo all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\nI'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\nTo baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\nIn a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.53] Mhm\n[00:07.18] I look up\n[00:12.02] Yeah, and I take my time, nigga\n[00:13.67] I'ma take my time, whoa\n[00:19.10] Mhm, power moves only, nigga\n[00:30.47] Boy, I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.84] I had women on women, yeah, that's bunk-bed bitches\n[00:36.77] I've done lived more than an 80-year-old man still kickin'\n[00:39.36] 'Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:42.31] But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n[00:45.10] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.73] 'Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:49.43] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall, bitch, like a drought\n[00:52.78] But you gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.83] G.O.O.D. Music, 'Ye weather\n[00:56.04] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.15] They told me I never, boy, never say never\n[00:59.04] Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.79] I got paid then reversed debts\n[01:04.09] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:06.69] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.47] Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n[01:12.67] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:15.64] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:18.15] No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n[01:22.94] But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:25.12] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n[01:28.38] I said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:30.59] 'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n[01:33.30] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n[01:36.04] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n[01:39.80] Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:42.17] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:44.26] From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.28] Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.97] Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.53] They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.31] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.74] I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n[02:00.51] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.92] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:09.85] The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n[02:12.65] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n[02:14.91] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.76] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:20.39] Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\n[02:22.87] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:24.29] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n[02:27.57] 'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n[02:29.36] So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n[02:32.29] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:35.25] Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n[02:38.23] Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n[02:41.22] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:43.59] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:59.07] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:01.84] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:04.46] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:07.16] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:09.14] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[03:12.21] Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.76] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.42] Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n[03:20.18] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:22.24] So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n[03:24.88] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.82] One at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:31.45] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:34.42] I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n[03:37.02] I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n[03:40.26] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n[03:42.87] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.55] Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n[03:48.41] Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n[03:51.57] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:54.12] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:56.99] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n[03:59.83] Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.63] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.57] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:08.30] (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n[04:10.90] I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:14.02] Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n[04:16.93] A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:19.62] Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n[04:22.41] Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.29] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:28.47] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n[04:31.16] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:33.84] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n[04:37.11] Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.18] Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n[04:45.23] And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.04] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:51.04] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.52] 'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n[04:56.75] Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.59] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:02.24] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.56] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:07.86] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.80] But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.42] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n[05:16.46] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.38] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.76] I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.56] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:27.30] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:30.37] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:32.84] Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n[05:35.80] Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n[05:38.68] With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n[05:41.45] With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n[05:44.13] Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:47.01] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.75] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.21] West Coast\n[05:59.27] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.21] I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n[06:04.16] The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:07.18] The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.99] Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.88] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:15.70] Watch over your shoulders\n[06:17.03] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n[06:20.02] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.61] Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n[06:26.88] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:29.71] To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n[06:32.46] I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:34.96] That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:37.96] Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:40.76] 'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n[06:43.58] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n[06:46.22] And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n[06:49.23] You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n[06:52.13] To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n[06:55.28] Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n[06:58.13] In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n[07:00.81] You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.72] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:06.03] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control\n  artist: Ab-Soul (feat. 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Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  start_ms: 179070\n  end_ms: 181840\n- text: Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  start_ms: 181840\n  end_ms: 184460\n- text: Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  start_ms: 184460\n  end_ms: 187160\n- text: I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  start_ms: 187160\n  end_ms: 189140\n- text: (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  start_ms: 189140\n  end_ms: 192210\n- text: Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  start_ms: 192210\n  end_ms: 194760\n- text: So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  start_ms: 194760\n  end_ms: 197420\n- text: Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n  start_ms: 197420\n  end_ms: 200180\n- text: Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  start_ms: 200180\n  end_ms: 202240\n- text: So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  start_ms: 202240\n  end_ms: 204880\n- text: So many bombs, make 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Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  start_ms: 234120\n  end_ms: 236990\n- text: I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  start_ms: 236990\n  end_ms: 239830\n- text: Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  start_ms: 239830\n  end_ms: 242630\n- text: Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  start_ms: 242630\n  end_ms: 245570\n- text: This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  start_ms: 245570\n  end_ms: 248300\n- text: (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  start_ms: 248300\n  end_ms: 250900\n- text: I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  start_ms: 250900\n  end_ms: 254020\n- text: Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  start_ms: 254020\n  end_ms: 256930\n- text: A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  start_ms: 256930\n  end_ms: 259620\n- text: Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  start_ms: 259620\n  end_ms: 262410\n- 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You plan on stumpin' me?\n  start_ms: 273840\n  end_ms: 277110\n- text: Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 277110\n  end_ms: 279180\n- text: Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 279180\n  end_ms: 281320\n- text: James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 281320\n  end_ms: 285230\n- text: And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 285230\n  end_ms: 288040\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  start_ms: 288040\n  end_ms: 291040\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 291040\n  end_ms: 293520\n- text: '''Bout who''s the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas'\n  start_ms: 293520\n  end_ms: 296750\n- text: Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n  start_ms: 296750\n  end_ms: 299590\n- text: New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  start_ms: 299590\n  end_ms: 302240\n- text: And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  start_ms: 302240\n  end_ms: 304560\n- text: White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  start_ms: 304560\n  end_ms: 307860\n- text: I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  start_ms: 307860\n  end_ms: 310800\n- text: But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n  start_ms: 310800\n  end_ms: 313420\n- text: And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  start_ms: 313420\n  end_ms: 316460\n- text: Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  start_ms: 316460\n  end_ms: 319380\n- text: Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  start_ms: 319380\n  end_ms: 321760\n- text: I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  start_ms: 321760\n  end_ms: 324560\n- text: Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  start_ms: 324560\n  end_ms: 327300\n- text: They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  start_ms: 327300\n  end_ms: 330370\n- text: What is competition? 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Music, 'Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never, boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind in my mind\n  But fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said, \"Fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  'Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\"\n\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac, bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that \"Juicy\" vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like A.K. was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah, I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit vers' everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n  Drop fire, and not because I'm namedroppin'\n  Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OGs\n  'Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect mo' Gs, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n\n  Forever hot-headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game, won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fuckin' pill, I'ma pop you, then give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm, like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the King of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle 'em both\n\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews, and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n  (West, West, West, West, West, West)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies probably turn these niggas to fuckin' Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich-ass white girls lookin' for parties\n  Playin' with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me? You plan on stumpin' me?\n  Bitch, I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch, I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas climbin' one hundred mil in front of me\n  And I'm gon' get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  'Bout who's the best MC, Kendrick, Jigga, and Nas\n  Eminem, André 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop, and them niggas should know what time it is\n\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big K.R.I.T., Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all, but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off tryna skydive\n\n  Out the exit window of five G5's with five grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot, he drunk as fuck, tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and poppin' prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin' Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth Wind & Fire'd the verse, then reigned on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia (woo-hoo), mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turn the coldest\n\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, but tether your Chevy Nova, I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgetin' with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  'Cause I endured a lot of pain for everythang that I got\n\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rain from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ right\n  To baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS Mysteries\n  In a lofty place tanglin' with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me, Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":13570070,"name":"Control","trackName":"Control","artistName":"Ab‐Soul & Jay Rock feat. Lamar, Kendrick, Big Sean & Jay Electronica","albumName":"Two Black Hippy","duration":427.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time\nI'm a take my time, woah\nPower moves only\n\nBoy I'm 'bout my business on business\nI drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women\nYeah that's bunk bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\nYou gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear my flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid to reverse debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nSo I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nDon't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nI can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-\nDay at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of an OG\nSo my GO collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\nEverything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\nI'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\nFuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\nYour Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup\nMy big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\nI've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\nA bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\nJudge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nI put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nWho's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\nBut this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\nOut the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\nWith your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders,\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin this shit closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nFor all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight,\nPassion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\nIt takes time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me,\nAlhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.61] I look up\n[00:10.85] Yeah and I take my time\n[00:13.39] I'm a take my time, woah\n[00:20.73] Power moves only\n[00:29.76] Boy I'm 'bout my business on business\n[00:32.25] I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.20] I had women on women\n[00:35.23] Yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n[00:36.27] I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n[00:38.57] Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:41.85] But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\n[00:44.77] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.21] Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:48.97] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\n[00:53.04] You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.70] G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n[00:56.07] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.05] They told me I never boy, never say never\n[00:59.52] Swear my flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.40] I got paid to reverse debts\n[01:03.45] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:05.81] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.57] So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\n[01:11.51] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:14.66] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:17.59] Don't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n[01:20.40] In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:23.98] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:28.10] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:29.93] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:32.41] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n[01:35.81] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n[01:39.58] I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:41.91] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:43.26] From the city where every month is May-\n[01:45.76] Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.25] Niggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.75] Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.59] They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.02] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.13] I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\n[02:00.13] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.99] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:08.91] The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\n[02:12.02] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\n[02:14.33] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.39] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:19.87] Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\n[02:22.55] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:23.39] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n[02:26.73] Cause that ain't the way of an OG\n[02:28.88] So my GO collect more G's, every dollar\n[02:31.36] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:34.85] Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n[02:37.93] Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.45] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:42.95] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:57.31] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:00.67] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:03.77] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:06.41] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:08.98] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\n[03:11.85] Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.52] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.14] Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n[03:19.82] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:21.87] So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\n[03:24.30] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.30] One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:30.99] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:33.73] I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\n[03:36.53] I'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n[03:39.58] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n[03:42.15] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.25] Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n[03:47.50] Cardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\n[03:50.49] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:53.03] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:55.98] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\n[03:57.96] Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\n[04:00.33] Your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.31] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup\n[04:03.83] My big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.30] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:10.67] I've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:13.46] Mollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\n[04:16.25] A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:18.91] Playin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\n[04:22.06] Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.01] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:27.88] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\n[04:30.76] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:32.89] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n[04:35.24] You plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.19] I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n[04:40.82] James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.25] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.27] And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n[04:50.12] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.16] Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:55.76] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n[04:58.74] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.29] And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n[05:03.74] White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n[05:06.70] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n[05:09.73] But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:12.75] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:15.38] Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:18.65] Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.23] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.33] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.69] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n[05:29.76] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:32.36] Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n[05:35.17] Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n[05:38.22] With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n[05:40.41] With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n[05:43.41] Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:46.65] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.26] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.73] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.03] I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:06.84] The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.12] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.18] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:14.73] Watch over your shoulders,\n[06:16.44] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n[06:19.44] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.19] Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n[06:24.85] I'm spittin this shit closure\n[06:26.29] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:28.84] For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n[06:31.79] I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:34.67] That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:37.49] Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:39.88] Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n[06:42.91] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n[06:45.43] And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n[06:48.67] You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n[06:50.56] Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n[06:53.36] It takes time to get your mind right\n[06:54.52] Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n[06:57.25] In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n[06:59.63] You can't say shit to me,\n[07:01.97] Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.42] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:05.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control\n  artist: Ab‐Soul & Jay Rock feat. 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I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 275240\n  end_ms: 279190\n- text: I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 279190\n  end_ms: 280820\n- text: James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 280820\n  end_ms: 284250\n- text: And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 284250\n  end_ms: 287270\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n  start_ms: 287270\n  end_ms: 290120\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 290120\n  end_ms: 293160\n- text: Who's the best MC? 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I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n  But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n  What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n  With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders,\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin this shit closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n  It takes time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me,\n  Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":13570060,"name":"Control","trackName":"Control","artistName":"Ab‐Soul & Jay Rock feat. Kendrick Lamar, Big Sean & Jay Electronica","albumName":"Two Black Hippy","duration":427.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time\nI'm a take my time, woah\nPower moves only\n\nBoy I'm 'bout my business on business\nI drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women\nYeah that's bunk bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\nYou gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear my flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid to reverse debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nSo I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nDon't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nI can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-\nDay at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\nI'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\nDrop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\nHall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of an OG\nSo my GO collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\nEverything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\nI'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\nFuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\nYour Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up 'til you hiccup\nMy big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\nI've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\nA bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\nPlayin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\nJudge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nI put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nWho's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\nBut this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\nOut the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\nWith your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\nWith the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\nBumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\nIs an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\nThat your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\nYou could check my name on the books\nI Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\nThe tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\nOf the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\nWe live by every single word she ever told us\nWatch over your shoulders,\nAnd keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\nThe Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\nPut your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\nI'm spittin this shit closure\nAnd God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\nFor all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\nI'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\nThat's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\nDraw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\nCause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\nThe eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\nAnd the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\nYou go from blind sight to hindsight,\nPassion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\nIt takes time to get your mind right\nJay Electricity, PBS mysteries\nIn a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\nYou can't say shit to me,\nAlhamdulillah\nIt's strictly by faith that we made it this far","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.61] I look up\n[00:10.85] Yeah and I take my time\n[00:13.39] I'm a take my time, woah\n[00:20.73] Power moves only\n[00:29.76] Boy I'm 'bout my business on business\n[00:32.25] I drink liquor on liquor\n[00:33.20] I had women on women\n[00:35.23] Yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n[00:36.27] I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n[00:38.57] Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n[00:41.85] But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base\n[00:44.77] On some ground ball shit\n[00:46.21] Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n[00:48.97] They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but\n[00:53.04] You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n[00:54.70] G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n[00:56.07] Champagne just tastes better\n[00:57.05] They told me I never boy, never say never\n[00:59.52] Swear my flow special like an infant's first steps\n[01:01.40] I got paid to reverse debts\n[01:03.45] Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n[01:05.81] So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n[01:09.57] So I can kick it with my grandad, take him for a ride\n[01:11.51] Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n[01:14.66] Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n[01:17.59] Don't matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n[01:20.40] In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:23.98] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:28.10] I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n[01:29.93] Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga's not doin'\n[01:32.41] I grew up to Em, B.I.G., and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n[01:35.81] So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n[01:39.58] I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n[01:41.91] Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n[01:43.26] From the city where every month is May-\n[01:45.76] Day at home, spray your dome\n[01:47.25] Niggas get sprayed up like cologne for a paycheck or loan\n[01:50.75] Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n[01:52.59] They say that Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n[01:55.02] You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n[01:57.13] I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long\n[02:00.13] We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n[02:03.99] Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit verse everybod\n[02:06.84] I'm so fuckin' first class I could spit up on every pilot\n[02:08.91] The city's my Metropolis, feel it It's metabolic\n[02:12.02] And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest shit\n[02:14.33] Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n[02:17.39] I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop\n[02:19.87] Drop fire, and not because I'm name droppin'\n[02:22.55] Hall of Fame droppin'\n[02:23.39] And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n[02:26.73] Cause that ain't the way of an OG\n[02:28.88] So my GO collect more G's, every dollar\n[02:31.36] Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n[02:34.85] Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n[02:37.93] Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n[02:40.45] Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n[02:42.95] I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n[02:57.31] Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n[03:00.67] Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n[03:03.77] Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n[03:06.41] I'm not gonna fold or demise\n[03:08.98] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it)\n[03:11.85] Everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n[03:14.52] So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n[03:17.14] Don't pop me no fucking pill, I'm a a pop you and give you this\n[03:19.82] Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n[03:21.87] So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam in this shit\n[03:24.30] So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n[03:27.30] One at a time, I line 'em up and bomb on they mom while she watchin' the kids\n[03:30.99] I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n[03:33.73] I'm important like the pope, I'm a muslim on pork\n[03:36.53] I'm Machiavelli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n[03:39.58] King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n[03:42.15] The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n[03:45.25] Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n[03:47.50] Cardio bracelets for my women free as I'm in Vegas\n[03:50.49] Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n[03:53.03] If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n[03:55.98] I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable\n[03:57.96] Fuck y'all clubs, fuck y'all pictures\n[04:00.33] Your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n[04:02.31] Gobble dick up 'til you hiccup\n[04:03.83] My big homie Kurupt\n[04:05.30] This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch\n[04:10.67] I've seen niggas Transform like villain Decepticons\n[04:13.46] Mollies'll prolly turn these bitches to fuckin' Lindsey Lohans\n[04:16.25] A bunch of rich ass white girls lookin' for parties\n[04:18.91] Playin with Barbies wreck the Porsche before you give 'em the car key\n[04:22.06] Judge me 'til the monarchy, blessin's to Paul McCartney\n[04:25.01] You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n[04:27.88] (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker I sell it!)\n[04:30.76] I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n[04:32.89] I'm aimin' straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n[04:35.24] You plan on stumpin' me? I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:39.19] I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n[04:40.82] James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.25] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:47.27] And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n[04:50.12] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.16] Who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:55.76] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of ya'll\n[04:58.74] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.29] And I ain't rockin no more designer shit\n[05:03.74] White T's and Nike Cortez, this is red corvettes annonymous\n[05:06.70] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin with\n[05:09.73] But this is hip hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:12.75] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:15.38] Pusha T, Meek Mill, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:18.65] Big Sean, Jay electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.23] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.33] Tryna make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.69] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from u niggas\n[05:29.76] What is competition? I'm tryna raise the bar high\n[05:32.36] Who tryna jump and get it? You better off tryna skydive\n[05:35.17] Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n[05:38.22] With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n[05:40.41] With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n[05:43.41] Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n[05:46.65] Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n[05:49.26] That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n[05:58.73] You could check my name on the books\n[06:01.03] I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n[06:06.84] The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n[06:09.12] Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n[06:12.18] We live by every single word she ever told us\n[06:14.73] Watch over your shoulders,\n[06:16.44] And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n[06:19.44] The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n[06:22.19] Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n[06:24.85] I'm spittin this shit closure\n[06:26.29] And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n[06:28.84] For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n[06:31.79] I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n[06:34.67] That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n[06:37.49] Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n[06:39.88] Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n[06:42.91] The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n[06:45.43] And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n[06:48.67] You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n[06:50.56] Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n[06:53.36] It takes time to get your mind right\n[06:54.52] Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n[06:57.25] In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n[06:59.63] You can't say shit to me,\n[07:01.97] Alhamdulillah\n[07:03.42] It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n[07:05.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Control\n  artist: Ab‐Soul & Jay Rock feat. 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I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  start_ms: 275240\n  end_ms: 279190\n- text: I put one on yours I'm Sean Connery\n  start_ms: 279190\n  end_ms: 280820\n- text: James Bond, wasn't none of you niggas climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  start_ms: 280820\n  end_ms: 284250\n- text: And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  start_ms: 284250\n  end_ms: 287270\n- text: And if you're in it, better run for pete's sake\n  start_ms: 287270\n  end_ms: 290120\n- text: I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  start_ms: 290120\n  end_ms: 293160\n- text: Who's the best MC? 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You better off tryna skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grams\n  With your grandad as the pilot he drunk as fuck tryna land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained the The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders,\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord, pretend that your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin this shit closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  For all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm silent as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with a rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight,\n  Passion of the Christ, right, to baskin in the limelight\n  It takes time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me,\n  Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"},{"id":11057718,"name":"Control (feat","trackName":"Control (feat","artistName":"Black Hippy, Big Sean, Jay Electronica","albumName":"T.D.E.","duration":450.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I look up\nYeah and I take my time, nigga\nI'ma take my time, wo\nPower moves only, nigga\n\nBoy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\nI had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\nI've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\nCause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\nBut this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\nOn some ground ball shit\nCause now I run my city on some town hall shit\nThey prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\nYou gon' get this rain like it's May weather\nG.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\nChampagne just tastes better\nThey told me I never boy, never say never\nSwear flow special like an infant's first steps\nI got paid then reversed debts\nThen I finally found a girl that reverse stress\nSo now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\nYep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\nShow him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\nShow him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\nNo matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\nIn my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI said fuck tryin' and not doin'\nCause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\nI grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\nSo until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\nBitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\nGo against me, you won't stop losin'\nFrom the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\nNiggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\nYeah I know that shit ain't fair\nThey say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\nYou write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\nI knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\nWe on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\nRep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\nI'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\nThe city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\nAnd I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\nThen run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\nI'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\nAnd not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\nAnd I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\nCause that ain't the way of a OG\nSo I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\nNever changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\nForever hot headed but never got cold feet\nGot up in the game won't look back at my old seats\nClique so deep we take up the whole street\nI need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\nMiscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\nDevilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\nPeddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\nI'm not gonna fold or demise\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\nBitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\nSo if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\nDon't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\nTell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\nSo many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\nSo many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\nOne at a time, I line them up\nAnd bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\nI'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\nI'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\nI'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\nKing of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\nThe juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\nLive in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\nCartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\nWho the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\nIf Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\nI'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\nFuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\nGobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\nThis the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\nI've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\nMollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\nA bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\nPlaying with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\nJudgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\nYou called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n(I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\nI'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\nI'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\nYou plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\nBitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\nJames Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\nAnd I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\nAnd if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\nI heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\nBout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\nEminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\nNew niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\nAnd I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\nWhite T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\nI'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\nBut this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\nAnd that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\nPusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\nBig Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\nI got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\nTrying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\nThey don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\nWhat is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\nWho tryna jump and get it? 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Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n[04:38.94] Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n[04:41.32] James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n[04:44.21] And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n[04:48.26] And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n[04:50.66] I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n[04:53.55] Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n[04:56.41] Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n[04:59.27] New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n[05:01.92] And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n[05:04.30] White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n[05:06.74] I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n[05:10.52] But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n[05:13.38] And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n[05:16.00] Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n[05:19.00] Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n[05:21.81] I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n[05:24.32] Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n[05:26.83] They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n[05:29.90] What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n[05:32.89] Who tryna jump and get it? 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Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  start_ms: 293550\n  end_ms: 296410\n- text: Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  start_ms: 296410\n  end_ms: 299270\n- text: New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  start_ms: 299270\n  end_ms: 301920\n- text: And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  start_ms: 301920\n  end_ms: 304300\n- text: White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  start_ms: 304300\n  end_ms: 306740\n- text: I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  start_ms: 306740\n  end_ms: 310520\n- text: But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  start_ms: 310520\n  end_ms: 313380\n- text: And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  start_ms: 313380\n  end_ms: 316000\n- text: Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  start_ms: 316000\n  end_ms: 319000\n- text: Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  start_ms: 319000\n  end_ms: 321810\n- text: I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  start_ms: 321810\n  end_ms: 324320\n- text: Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  start_ms: 324320\n  end_ms: 326830\n- text: They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  start_ms: 326830\n  end_ms: 329900\n- text: What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  start_ms: 329900\n  end_ms: 332890\n- text: Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n  start_ms: 332890\n  end_ms: 335460\n- text: Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n  start_ms: 335460\n  end_ms: 337960\n- text: With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  start_ms: 337960\n  end_ms: 341240\n- text: With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  start_ms: 341240\n  end_ms: 343910\n- text: Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  start_ms: 343910\n  end_ms: 346770\n- text: Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  start_ms: 346770\n  end_ms: 349310\n- text: That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  start_ms: 349310\n  end_ms: 352420\n- text: West Coast\n  start_ms: 352420\n  end_ms: 359740\n- text: You could check my name on the books\n  start_ms: 359740\n  end_ms: 361140\n- text: I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n  start_ms: 361140\n  end_ms: 363810\n- text: The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  start_ms: 363810\n  end_ms: 366750\n- text: The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  start_ms: 366750\n  end_ms: 369680\n- text: Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  start_ms: 369680\n  end_ms: 372530\n- text: We live by every single word she ever told us\n  start_ms: 372530\n  end_ms: 375560\n- text: Watch over your shoulders\n  start_ms: 375560\n  end_ms: 376750\n- text: And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  start_ms: 376750\n  end_ms: 379790\n- text: The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  start_ms: 379790\n  end_ms: 382220\n- text: Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  start_ms: 382220\n  end_ms: 385160\n- text: I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  start_ms: 385160\n  end_ms: 387070\n- text: And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  start_ms: 387070\n  end_ms: 390150\n- text: To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  start_ms: 390150\n  end_ms: 392960\n- text: I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  start_ms: 392960\n  end_ms: 395500\n- text: That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  start_ms: 395500\n  end_ms: 398270\n- text: Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  start_ms: 398270\n  end_ms: 401230\n- text: Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  start_ms: 401230\n  end_ms: 404200\n- text: The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  start_ms: 404200\n  end_ms: 406870\n- text: And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  start_ms: 406870\n  end_ms: 409650\n- text: You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  start_ms: 409650\n  end_ms: 412620\n- text: Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  start_ms: 412620\n  end_ms: 415300\n- text: Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  start_ms: 415300\n  end_ms: 417550\n- text: In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  start_ms: 417550\n  end_ms: 420910\n- text: You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n  start_ms: 420910\n  end_ms: 423970\n- text: It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n  start_ms: 423970\n  end_ms: 426810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 426810\nplain: |-\n  I look up\n  Yeah and I take my time, nigga\n  I'ma take my time, wo\n  Power moves only, nigga\n\n  Boy I'm 'bout my business on business, I drink liquor on liquor\n  I had women on women, yeah that's bunk bed bitches\n  I've done lived more than an eighty year old man still kickin'\n  Cause they live for some moments, and I live for a livin'\n  But this for the girls who barely let me get to first base\n  On some ground ball shit\n  Cause now I run my city on some town hall shit\n  They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch, like a drought, but\n  You gon' get this rain like it's May weather\n  G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather\n  Champagne just tastes better\n  They told me I never boy, never say never\n  Swear flow special like an infant's first steps\n  I got paid then reversed debts\n  Then I finally found a girl that reverse stress\n  So now I'm talkin' to the reaper to reverse death\n  Yep, so I can kick it with my granddad, take him for a ride\n  Show him I made somethin' out myself and not just tried\n  Show him the house I bought the fam, let him tour inside\n  No matter how far ahead I get, I always feel behind\n  In my mind, but fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I said fuck tryin' and not doin'\n  Cause not doin' is somethin' a nigga not doin'\n  I grew up to Em, B.I.G. and Pac bitch, and got ruined\n  So until I got the same crib B.I.G. had in that Juicy vid\n  Bitch, I can't motherfuckin' stop movin'\n  Go against me, you won't stop losin'\n  From the city where every month is May-Day at home, spray your dome\n  Niggas get sprayed up like AK was cologne for a paycheck or loan\n  Yeah I know that shit ain't fair\n  They say Detroit ain't got a chance, we ain't even got a mayor\n  You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone\n  I knew the world was for the taking and wouldn't take long\n  We on, tryna be better than everybody that's better than everybody\n  Rep Detroit, everybody, Detroit versus everybody\n  I'm so fuckin' first class, I could spit up on every pilot\n  The city's my Metropolis, feel it, it's metabolic\n  And I'm over niggas sayin' they're the hottest niggas\n  Then run to the hottest niggas just to stay hot\n  I'm one of the hottest because I flame drop, drop fire\n  And not because I'm name droppin', Hall of Fame droppin'\n  And I ain't takin' shit from nobody unless they're OG's\n  Cause that ain't the way of a OG\n  So I G-O collect more G's, every dollar\n  Never changed though, I'm just the new version of old me\n  Forever hot headed but never got cold feet\n  Got up in the game won't look back at my old seats\n  Clique so deep we take up the whole street\n  I need a bitch so bad that she take up my whole week, Sean Don\n\n  Miscellaneous minds are never explainin' their minds\n  Devilish grin for my alias aliens to respond\n  Peddlin' sin, thinkin' maybe when you get old you realize\n  I'm not gonna fold or demise\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it!)\n  Bitch, everything I rap is a quarter piece to your melon\n  So if you have a relapse, just relax and pop in my disc\n  Don't you pop me no fucking pill, I'mma a pop you and give you this\n\n  Tell Flex to drop a bomb on this shit\n  So many bombs, ring the alarm like Vietnam on this shit\n  So many bombs, make Farrakhan think that Saddam in this bitch\n  One at a time, I line them up\n  And bomb on they mom while she watching the kids\n  I'm in a destruction mode if the gold exists\n  I'm important like the Pope, I'm a Muslim on pork\n  I'm Makaveli's offspring, I'm the king of New York\n  King of the Coast, one hand, I juggle them both\n  The juggernaut's all in your jugular, you take me for jokes\n  Live in the basement, church pews and funeral faces\n  Cartier bracelets for my women friends, I'm in Vegas\n  Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?\n  If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me\n  I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable, fuck y'all clubs\n  Fuck y'all pictures, your Instagram can gobble these nuts\n  Gobble dick up til you hiccup, my big homie Kurupt\n  This the same flow that put the rap game on a crutch (West x6)\n  I've seen niggas transform like villain Decepticons\n  Mollies'll prolly turn these niggas to fucking Lindsay Lohan\n  A bunch of rich ass white girls looking for parties\n  Playing with Barbies, wreck the Porsche before you give them the car key\n  Judgment to the monarchy, blessings to Paul McCartney\n  You called me a black Beatle, I'm either that or a Marley\n  (I don't smoke crack, motherfucker, I sell it)\n  I'm dressed in all black, this is not for the fan of Elvis\n  I'm aiming straight for your pelvis, you can't stomach me\n  You plan on stumpin' me? Bitch I've been jumped before you put a gun on me\n  Bitch I put one on yours, I'm Sean Connery\n  James Bonding with none of you niggas, climbing 100 mil in front of me\n  And I'm gonna get it even if you're in the way\n  And if you're in it, better run for Pete's sake\n  I heard the barbershops be in great debates all the time\n  Bout who's the best MC? Kendrick, Jigga and Nas\n  Eminem, Andre 3000, the rest of y'all\n  New niggas just new niggas, don't get involved\n  And I ain't rockin' no more designer shit\n  White T's and Nike Cortez, this red Corvette's anonymous\n  I'm usually homeboys with the same niggas I'm rhymin' with\n  But this is hip-hop and them niggas should know what time it is\n  And that goes for Jermaine Cole, Big KRIT, Wale\n  Pusha T, Meek Millz, A$AP Rocky, Drake\n  Big Sean, Jay Electron', Tyler, Mac Miller\n  I got love for you all but I'm tryna murder you niggas\n  Trying to make sure your core fans never heard of you niggas\n  They don't wanna hear not one more noun or verb from you niggas\n  What is competition? I'm trying to raise the bar high\n  Who tryna jump and get it? You're better off trying to skydive\n  Out the exit window of 5 G5's with 5 grand\n  With your granddad as the pilot he drunk as fuck trying land\n  With the hand full of arthritis and popping prosthetic leg\n  Bumpin Pac in the cockpit so the shit that pops in his head\n  Is an option of violence, someone heard the stewardess said\n  That your parachute is a latex condom hooked to a dread\n  West Coast\n\n  You could check my name on the books\n  I Earth, Wind, and Fire'd the verse, then rained on the hook\n  The legend of Dorothy Flowers proclaimed from the roof\n  The tale of a magnificent king who came from the nooks\n  Of the wild magnolia, mother of many soldiers\n  We live by every single word she ever told us\n  Watch over your shoulders\n  And keep a tin of beans for when the weather turns the coldest\n  The Lord is our shepherd, so our cup runneth over\n  Put your trust in the Lord but tether your Chevy Nova\n  I'm spittin' this shit for closure\n  And God is my witness, so you could get it from Hova\n  To all you magicians that's fidgeting with the cobra\n  I'm solid as a rock, 'cause I came from a rock\n  That's why I came with the rock, then signed my name on the Roc\n  Draw a line around some Earth, then put my name on the plot\n  Cause I endured a lot of pain for everything that I got\n  The eyelashes like umbrellas when it rains from the heart\n  And the tissue is like an angel kissin' you in the dark\n  You go from blind sight to hindsight, passion of the Christ\n  Right, to baskin' in the limelight, it take time to get your mind right\n  Jay Electricity, PBS mysteries\n  In a lofty place, tangling with Satan over history\n  You can't say shit to me - Alhamdulillah\n  It's strictly by faith that we made it this far\n"}]