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Ray take it and we create a superpower\n  start_ms: 270930\n  end_ms: 274850\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 274850\nplain: |-\n  You will see the hard way\n  When you livin', it's not a game\n  This is our day\n  Come take a listen and hear the pain that you all take\n  Take for granted cause you ain't felt it\n  And damn it, don't need your help\n  Made and damaged by myself\n\n  Yeah, look at me as I live by, still side by\n  Real deal, when a strike won't feel\n  When I bite quite ill, in the night I kill\n  Bye bye, but they still when I fight\n  I'd fear for my life if I was you\n  I give to, shit's about to spice through you\n  I'm trying to gain, elaborate\n  You are just a light weight\n  Remember that you have never been the nicest crew\n  So I paid on mine, they gone late, lower they gon' fry\n  I'm harder to find than Leigh O'Brien\n  And I come up with the rhymes, then your patio die, quick\n  You lookin' at a dedicated group of individuals that's nothing\n  If a nigga get to reachin', I'ma get you know you're bluffin'\n  Nothing but a studio to put up all those pitiful\n  And I can see the bitch and you was technically frontin'\n  But fuck it, I'm over the late to the party\n  Damn it, homie I'm in here, now let's get it\n  Foul I spit it\n  Frown when I put the bars down\n  Did we kill 'em all?\n  Now I'm with it\n  I'll probably kill the rap game\n  While I'm in the bat cave\n  Laughin' cause these niggas are my packed confetti\n  Signals up, where the hell is Alfred?\n  Someone [?] fuck with your cat, we ready\n  Then I'm gone like yesterday\n  You should all bring your best to play\n  Fuckin' with C-Mob while the beat's on\n  Homie see what I bring when I bless the day\n  And you will get left with a breathless body\n  Reckless in this, you blessed your probably dead bitch\n  We don't trust shit\n  This is all day and with the best bits\n  Brain\n\n  I done been to rock bottom\n  Nigga had a fight for the life that I live\n  I fall and no sarcasm\n  Bustin' more mics, hard dicks in a condoms\n  Slow orgasms, slave in the modern\n  Since 07 was 7 inches away from the top\n  And I'm not afraid of the drop\n  I'm a villain from high land\n  I got 'em right where I wanted 'em\n  Everyone went for a rain, but light went stumblin'\n  I'm finna dark, damnin' out\n  Pro card crumblin'\n  (?) power, ready for the dope park\n  Run at 'em tired, so uninspired\n  But someone has sweared; I'm the coldest alive\n  But I won't be denied, I've been fought and I lie\n  I just hope I survive\n  Honestly, ain't gonna change things [?]\n  Probably be a thing, anything\n  If you count on me, I've been in the pain, (not on breed?)\n  Not a damn things on my brain\n  Let me change my aim when it lost that novelty\n  Took another loss, how awesome\n  Honorary thought to my nagging\n  Follow me, sleep, no apology\n  You don't even know about the half of the cost of reality, robbery\n  Got a nigga stressed out to the fully\n  Sit up and cut in a Trayvon hoodie\n  Life got a nigga like I'm dealin' with a bully\n  Beaten up, will I be livin' like god should be\n  Could be assigned\n  But it took me some time to get a hold of the concept\n  There's something divine\n  Keep scatterin' brains with then open mind\n  Do not be afraid of what you find\n\n  My mind's like an antrum\n  Undone, that's someone you should run from\n  Gotta stay sucka-free, fucka dum-dum\n  They be fallin' down like a bridge from London\n  We're the heroes of the rap game\n  Don't nobody give us a fat chain\n  I guess we're on some\n  They say all we need is one mic\n  But does a gun fight?\n  Fuck that, give me one gun\n  Killin' these cats, see these caps\n  These 59-50s, I'm pullin' this bat\n  That's how a venue reacts\n  If I get on the dope weed\n  That means it's finna be cracked\n  Cause we do it the hard way and makin' it sharp (plains?)\n  How we shine in the dark days\n  No games, it's never been an arcade\n  You will never make it if you soft, there's a parfait\n  In the mind where's card play\n  (Diam?), gotta cease that moment, be some\n  One that has overcome the ice\n  And every time the opposition tryna get on me, beats 'em\n  Teach 'em, no foolin' with this\n  Gon' block my shine like a lunar eclipse\n  I can be dark and all light if they're parkin' (no botch?)\n  You can watch how I knew to these bits\n  And the sooner we split\n  You will be noticin' how hard it is without me\n  I was built by struggle and pain\n  And forced to be reckon with no one would doubt me\n  That's one when the fake one see me\n  Comin' and pissin' in boots and coward\n  Mob, JL and C. Ray take it and we create a superpower\n"}]