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Yeah right\nIt's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\nLike I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\nI leave a new emcee shaking\nHoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\nI got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\nYo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\nYou all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\nThe only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\nCzarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\nOn my J.Jonah and I'm out\n\nProfessor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\nMayday! Mayday!\nHurry! The Professor needs us!\nBut who dare threaten us now?\nCzarface!\nI'm sorry to bother you\nBut something has come up that I thought you'd want to know about\nWhat is it Hans?\nSomething's wrong with the kids\n\nBroadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking show\nCake boss, they open off of cookie dough\nI see 'em looking though, I'm on A-Plus\nGame tough, clutch performer and my name's up\nYou puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour power\nMight've hit that white girl but I ain't 'bout no powder\nClash with the titans who blast with the license\nTo kill, for real that's why they icing my grill\nDon't deny what I'm reciting is ill\nNot saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will reveal\nI lean 'em in the dope fiend, fire provider\nLight up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no cream\nMy line-up the finest just like a pro team\nFrom the bottom I've risen, living the life most dream\nThey smiling in your face but the hate's strong\nSo I ram it in their face like Jake Long","syncedLyrics":"[00:13.54] Red Alert, Red Alert!\n[00:15.34] Red Alert, Red Alert!\n[00:18.04] Red Alert, Red Alert!\n[00:20.78] Red Alert, Red Alert!\n[00:21.64] I'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock cassettes\n[00:25.21] I got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweats\n[00:27.07] Let's see, I'm the killer you're the victim\n[00:30.62] We both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit them\n[00:33.32] Pew Pew, Churches benches\n[00:36.14] Clap clap, all you hear, all you fear\n[00:38.86] I'm kinda sick so I took this verse off\n[00:41.57] But I'm kinda in charge of the fucking project\n[00:43.39] So they can't take this verse off\n[00:46.08] First off you're nerf soft, hang it up tyke\n[00:47.82] Fuck Seamus up? Yeah right\n[00:50.52] It's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\n[00:53.28] Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\n[00:55.08] I leave a new emcee shaking\n[00:57.70] Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\n[01:01.30] I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\n[01:03.16] Yo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\n[01:06.73] You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\n[01:09.47] The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\n[01:12.22] Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\n[01:16.75] On my J.Jonah and I'm out\n[01:17.65] Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\n[01:32.98] Mayday! Mayday!\n[01:35.67] Hurry! The Professor needs us!\n[01:37.46] But who dare threaten us now?\n[01:38.37] Czarface!\n[01:40.16] I'm sorry to bother you\n[01:41.92] But something has come up that I thought you'd want to know about\n[01:45.61] What is it Hans?\n[01:47.45] Something's wrong with the kids\n[01:51.04] Broadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking show\n[01:52.88] Cake boss, they open off of cookie dough\n[01:55.55] I see 'em looking though, I'm on A-Plus\n[01:58.29] Game tough, clutch performer and my name's up\n[02:01.82] You puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour power\n[02:04.58] Might've hit that white girl but I ain't 'bout no powder\n[02:07.23] Clash with the titans who blast with the license\n[02:09.08] To kill, for real that's why they icing my grill\n[02:11.75] Don't deny what I'm reciting is ill\n[02:15.34] Not saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will reveal\n[02:17.18] I lean 'em in the dope fiend, fire provider\n[02:19.97] Light up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no cream\n[02:24.45] My line-up the finest just like a pro team\n[02:26.26] From the bottom I've risen, living the life most dream\n[02:28.96] They smiling in your face but the hate's strong\n[02:31.65] So I ram it in their face like Jake Long\n[02:35.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Alert\n  artist: CZARFACE\n  album: Every Hero Needs a Villain\n  duration_ms: 226000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 13540\n  end_ms: 15340\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 15340\n  end_ms: 18040\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 18040\n  end_ms: 20780\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 20780\n  end_ms: 21640\n- text: I'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock cassettes\n  start_ms: 21640\n  end_ms: 25210\n- text: I got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweats\n  start_ms: 25210\n  end_ms: 27070\n- text: Let's see, I'm the killer you're the victim\n  start_ms: 27070\n  end_ms: 30620\n- text: We both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit them\n  start_ms: 30620\n  end_ms: 33320\n- text: Pew Pew, Churches benches\n  start_ms: 33320\n  end_ms: 36140\n- text: Clap clap, all you hear, all you fear\n  start_ms: 36140\n  end_ms: 38860\n- text: I'm kinda sick so I took this verse off\n  start_ms: 38860\n  end_ms: 41570\n- text: But I'm kinda in charge of the fucking project\n  start_ms: 41570\n  end_ms: 43390\n- text: So they can't take this verse off\n  start_ms: 43390\n  end_ms: 46080\n- text: First off you're nerf soft, hang it up tyke\n  start_ms: 46080\n  end_ms: 47820\n- text: Fuck Seamus up? 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Red Alert! Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 77650\n  end_ms: 92980\n- text: Mayday! Mayday!\n  start_ms: 92980\n  end_ms: 95670\n- text: Hurry! 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Yeah right\n  It's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\n  Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\n  I leave a new emcee shaking\n  Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\n  I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\n  Yo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\n  You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\n  The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\n  Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\n  On my J.Jonah and I'm out\n\n  Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\n  Mayday! Mayday!\n  Hurry! 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Yeah right\nIt's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\nLike I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\nI leave a new emcee shaking\nHoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\nI got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\nYo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\nYou all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\nThe only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\nCzarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\nOn my J.Jonah and I'm out\n\nProfessor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\nMayday! Mayday!\nHurry! 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Yeah right\n[00:50.52] It's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\n[00:53.28] Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\n[00:55.08] I leave a new emcee shaking\n[00:57.70] Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\n[01:01.30] I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\n[01:03.16] Yo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\n[01:06.73] You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\n[01:09.47] The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\n[01:12.22] Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\n[01:16.75] On my J.Jonah and I'm out\n[01:17.65] Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\n[01:32.98] Mayday! Mayday!\n[01:35.67] Hurry! The Professor needs us!\n[01:37.46] But who dare threaten us now?\n[01:38.37] Czarface!\n[01:40.16] I'm sorry to bother you\n[01:41.92] But something has come up that I thought you'd want to know about\n[01:45.61] What is it Hans?\n[01:47.45] Something's wrong with the kids\n[01:51.04] Broadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking show\n[01:52.88] Cake boss, they open off of cookie dough\n[01:55.55] I see 'em looking though, I'm on A-Plus\n[01:58.29] Game tough, clutch performer and my name's up\n[02:01.82] You puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour power\n[02:04.58] Might've hit that white girl but I ain't 'bout no powder\n[02:07.23] Clash with the titans who blast with the license\n[02:09.08] To kill, for real that's why they icing my grill\n[02:11.75] Don't deny what I'm reciting is ill\n[02:15.34] Not saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will reveal\n[02:17.18] I lean 'em in the dope fiend, fire provider\n[02:19.97] Light up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no cream\n[02:24.45] My line-up the finest just like a pro team\n[02:26.26] From the bottom I've risen, living the life most dream\n[02:28.96] They smiling in your face but the hate's strong\n[02:31.65] So I ram it in their face like Jake Long\n[02:35.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Red Alert\n  artist: Czarface\n  album: Every Hero Needs a Villain\n  duration_ms: 210129\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 13540\n  end_ms: 15340\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 15340\n  end_ms: 18040\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 18040\n  end_ms: 20780\n- text: Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 20780\n  end_ms: 21640\n- text: I'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock cassettes\n  start_ms: 21640\n  end_ms: 25210\n- text: I got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweats\n  start_ms: 25210\n  end_ms: 27070\n- text: Let's see, I'm the killer you're the victim\n  start_ms: 27070\n  end_ms: 30620\n- text: We both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit them\n  start_ms: 30620\n  end_ms: 33320\n- text: Pew Pew, Churches benches\n  start_ms: 33320\n  end_ms: 36140\n- text: Clap clap, all you hear, all you fear\n  start_ms: 36140\n  end_ms: 38860\n- text: I'm kinda sick so I took this verse off\n  start_ms: 38860\n  end_ms: 41570\n- text: But I'm kinda in charge of the fucking project\n  start_ms: 41570\n  end_ms: 43390\n- text: So they can't take this verse off\n  start_ms: 43390\n  end_ms: 46080\n- text: First off you're nerf soft, hang it up tyke\n  start_ms: 46080\n  end_ms: 47820\n- text: Fuck Seamus up? Yeah right\n  start_ms: 47820\n  end_ms: 50520\n- text: It's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\n  start_ms: 50520\n  end_ms: 53280\n- text: Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\n  start_ms: 53280\n  end_ms: 55080\n- text: I leave a new emcee shaking\n  start_ms: 55080\n  end_ms: 57700\n- text: Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\n  start_ms: 57700\n  end_ms: 61300\n- text: I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\n  start_ms: 61300\n  end_ms: 63160\n- text: Yo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\n  start_ms: 63160\n  end_ms: 66730\n- text: You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\n  start_ms: 66730\n  end_ms: 69470\n- text: The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\n  start_ms: 69470\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 76750\n- text: On my J.Jonah and I'm out\n  start_ms: 76750\n  end_ms: 77650\n- text: Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\n  start_ms: 77650\n  end_ms: 92980\n- text: Mayday! Mayday!\n  start_ms: 92980\n  end_ms: 95670\n- text: Hurry! The Professor needs us!\n  start_ms: 95670\n  end_ms: 97460\n- text: But who dare threaten us now?\n  start_ms: 97460\n  end_ms: 98370\n- text: Czarface!\n  start_ms: 98370\n  end_ms: 100160\n- text: I'm sorry to bother you\n  start_ms: 100160\n  end_ms: 101920\n- text: But something has come up that I thought you'd want to know about\n  start_ms: 101920\n  end_ms: 105610\n- text: What is it Hans?\n  start_ms: 105610\n  end_ms: 107450\n- text: Something's wrong with the kids\n  start_ms: 107450\n  end_ms: 111040\n- text: Broadcasting live out the kitchen like a cooking show\n  start_ms: 111040\n  end_ms: 112880\n- text: Cake boss, they open off of cookie dough\n  start_ms: 112880\n  end_ms: 115550\n- text: I see 'em looking though, I'm on A-Plus\n  start_ms: 115550\n  end_ms: 118290\n- text: Game tough, clutch performer and my name's up\n  start_ms: 118290\n  end_ms: 121820\n- text: You puff that plain stuff, I hit that sour power\n  start_ms: 121820\n  end_ms: 124580\n- text: Might've hit that white girl but I ain't 'bout no powder\n  start_ms: 124580\n  end_ms: 127230\n- text: Clash with the titans who blast with the license\n  start_ms: 127230\n  end_ms: 129080\n- text: To kill, for real that's why they icing my grill\n  start_ms: 129080\n  end_ms: 131750\n- text: Don't deny what I'm reciting is ill\n  start_ms: 131750\n  end_ms: 135340\n- text: Not saying I'm the greatest alive, only time will reveal\n  start_ms: 135340\n  end_ms: 137180\n- text: I lean 'em in the dope fiend, fire provider\n  start_ms: 137180\n  end_ms: 139970\n- text: Light up the whole scene, sinister spitter did it for no cream\n  start_ms: 139970\n  end_ms: 144450\n- text: My line-up the finest just like a pro team\n  start_ms: 144450\n  end_ms: 146260\n- text: From the bottom I've risen, living the life most dream\n  start_ms: 146260\n  end_ms: 148960\n- text: They smiling in your face but the hate's strong\n  start_ms: 148960\n  end_ms: 151650\n- text: So I ram it in their face like Jake Long\n  start_ms: 151650\n  end_ms: 155260\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 155260\nplain: |-\n  Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  Red Alert, Red Alert!\n  Red Alert, Red Alert!\n\n  I'm way ahead of rappers, like where they used to keep the rock cassettes\n  I got a leg up like how Cool J used to rock his sweats\n  Let's see, I'm the killer you're the victim\n  We both got a way with words I'm just iller when I spit them\n  Pew Pew, Churches benches\n  Clap clap, all you hear, all you fear\n  I'm kinda sick so I took this verse off\n  But I'm kinda in charge of the fucking project\n  So they can't take this verse off\n  First off you're nerf soft, hang it up tyke\n  Fuck Seamus up? Yeah right\n  It's that high-end shit, I must be on another level\n  Like I'm at Macy's and can't find the men's shit\n  I leave a new emcee shaking\n  Hoppin' out the whip the same color as gluten free bacon\n  I got that gluten-free, I got that gluten-free\n  Yo hold the fuck up, you ain't got no celiac disease!\n  You all about frontin' you ain't been on the road\n  The only real tour (Realtor) you ever dealt with is house hunting\n  Czarface persona, drunk off that Jameson\n  On my J.Jonah and I'm out\n\n  Professor X calling! Red Alert! Red Alert!\n  Mayday! Mayday!\n  Hurry! 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