[{"id":4275277,"name":"Dead Prez","trackName":"Dead Prez","artistName":"Capital STEEZ","albumName":"AmeriKKKan Korruption Reloaded","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm green and inexperienced\nDreamin' bout that cheriot\nStay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheerin' it\nOn, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\nGot a mind of my own, but time's tickin' too long\nAnd I got a plan to restore the game\nThis shit was lookin' quite critical right before we came\nCo and caine, flow in that nova cane for your open veins\nAll we need is somethin' medicinal, torch the flame\nThird rail, skipping over missin' tracks\nSounded like the kicks and claps that filled the gaps for missin' tracks\nThe 3rd Kind been real, we just missin' Jakk\nAnd food for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\nRehearse some verses in my head, no iPod\nGave my life to Jah, and still can't find a job\nSo what I'm rhymin' for, to put these new Nikes on?\nOr to hide the scars from the eyes of God?\nIs there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in?\nBetrayal, treason?\nIs there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children looking for a reason\nWhat do you believe in?\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fucking presidents that represent me\n\"Ayo, STEEZ, let me send you a track\nI've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\n'Cause me and you, we like similar cats\nJust tryna get on the map\nAnd I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\nBut I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n'Cause the symphonies and melodies\nHaven't been havin' the same chemistry\nThe distance factor's only adding on stress\nAnd it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\nThe Yellow Tape was a warnin' sign\nIt's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\nAnd if I made that the bottom line\nThen I guess The Kind hit rock bottom about a thousand times\nSome people like to compromise for the dollar sign\nBut I had my mind aside\nI told Jakk from the get that I'm a ride or die\nAnd I'd rather die by homicide\nInstead of goin' out without a pride\nIs there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in? Betrayal? Treason?\nIs there a heaven for us hip hop heathens?\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in?\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nPresidents that represent me, up on some G shit\nTryna stay afloat so long, they got me seasick\nIt's been a good minute since we kicked it\nAnd I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\nSo I could kick it like a kid again\nI was so constructive like criticism and Timberlands\nBut I remember back in the days\nWhen we was going through that Torch and Excalibur phase\nIs there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children, lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in? Betrayal? Treason?\nIs there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children, lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in? Betrayal? Treason?\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.96] I'm green and inexperienced\n[00:04.77] Dreamin' bout that cheriot\n[00:06.06] Stay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheerin' it\n[00:09.06] On, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\n[00:11.70] Got a mind of my own, but time's tickin' too long\n[00:16.13] And I got a plan to restore the game\n[00:18.36] This shit was lookin' quite critical right before we came\n[00:21.14] Co and caine, flow in that nova cane for your open veins\n[00:24.21] All we need is somethin' medicinal, torch the flame\n[00:27.90] Third rail, skipping over missin' tracks\n[00:30.06] Sounded like the kicks and claps that filled the gaps for missin' tracks\n[00:33.33] The 3rd Kind been real, we just missin' Jakk\n[00:36.29] And food for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\n[00:39.32] Rehearse some verses in my head, no iPod\n[00:42.39] Gave my life to Jah, and still can't find a job\n[00:45.31] So what I'm rhymin' for, to put these new Nikes on?\n[00:48.97] Or to hide the scars from the eyes of God?\n[00:51.20] Is there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n[00:53.88] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[00:57.16] We all children lookin' for a reason\n[00:59.98] What do you believe in?\n[01:01.30] Betrayal, treason?\n[01:03.15] Is there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\n[01:05.72] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[01:09.14] We all children looking for a reason\n[01:11.89] What do you believe in?\n[01:14.61] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:17.64] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:20.60] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:23.24] I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n[01:26.55] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:29.55] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:32.51] I'm out for dead presidency\n[01:35.16] I'm out for dead fucking presidents that represent me\n[01:38.15] \"Ayo, STEEZ, let me send you a track\n[01:40.52] I've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\n[01:44.07] 'Cause me and you, we like similar cats\n[01:46.34] Just tryna get on the map\n[01:47.87] And I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\n[01:50.10] But I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n[01:52.50] 'Cause the symphonies and melodies\n[01:54.31] Haven't been havin' the same chemistry\n[01:56.75] The distance factor's only adding on stress\n[01:59.33] And it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\n[02:02.71] The Yellow Tape was a warnin' sign\n[02:05.35] It's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\n[02:08.70] And if I made that the bottom line\n[02:11.13] Then I guess The Kind hit rock bottom about a thousand times\n[02:14.69] Some people like to compromise for the dollar sign\n[02:17.47] But I had my mind aside\n[02:19.25] I told Jakk from the get that I'm a ride or die\n[02:22.35] And I'd rather die by homicide\n[02:24.37] Instead of goin' out without a pride\n[02:26.63] Is there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\n[02:29.32] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[02:32.63] We all children lookin' for a reason\n[02:35.41] What do you believe in? Betrayal? Treason?\n[02:38.55] Is there a heaven for us hip hop heathens?\n[02:41.16] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[02:44.50] We all children lookin' for a reason\n[02:47.29] What do you believe in?\n[02:50.07] I'm out for dead presidency\n[02:53.04] I'm out for dead presidency\n[02:55.96] I'm out for dead presidency\n[02:58.64] I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n[03:01.95] I'm out for dead presidency\n[03:04.95] I'm out for dead presidency\n[03:07.94] I'm out for dead presidency\n[03:10.55] I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n[03:14.00] Presidents that represent me, up on some G shit\n[03:17.03] Tryna stay afloat so long, they got me seasick\n[03:20.59] It's been a good minute since we kicked it\n[03:22.64] And I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\n[03:26.92] So I could kick it like a kid again\n[03:29.01] I was so constructive like criticism and Timberlands\n[03:32.53] But I remember back in the days\n[03:34.38] When we was going through that Torch and Excalibur phase\n[03:38.14] Is there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\n[03:40.75] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[03:44.13] We all children, lookin' for a reason\n[03:46.92] What do you believe in? Betrayal? Treason?\n[03:50.09] Is there a heaven for us hip-hop heathens?\n[03:52.70] Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n[03:55.60] We all children, lookin' for a reason\n[03:58.60] What do you believe in? Betrayal? 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doggy bag\nRehearsin' verses in my head, no iPod\nGave my life to Ja and still can't find a job\nSo what I'm grindin' for, to put these new Nikes on\nOr to hide the scars from the eyes of God\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n\"Hey yo, STEEZ, lemme send you a track\nI've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\nCause me and you, we like similar cats, just tryin' to get on the map\nAnd I would love to work with 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life to Ja and still can't find a job\n  So what I'm grindin' for, to put these new Nikes on\n  Or to hide the scars from the eyes of God\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  \"Hey yo, STEEZ, lemme send you a track\n  I've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\n  Cause me and you, we like similar cats, just tryin' to get on the map\n  And I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\n  But I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n  Cause the symphonies and melodies\n  Haven't been havin' the same chemistry\n  The distance fact is only addin' on stress\n  And it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\n  The yellow tape was a warnin' sign\n  It's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\n  And if I made that the bottom line\n  Then I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\n  Some people like to compromise for the dollar sign\n  But I had my mind aside\n  I told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\n  And I'd rather die by homicide\n  Instead of goin' out without a pride\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  Presidents that represent me up on some G shit\n  Tryin' to stay afloat so long they got me seasick\n  It's been a good minute since we kicked it\n  And I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\n  So I could kick it like a kid again\n  I was all constructive like criticism and Timbaland\n  But I remember back in the days\n  When we was goin' through that Torch and Excalibur phase\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in (in)\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  Dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n"},{"id":26625702,"name":"Dead Prez","trackName":"Dead Prez","artistName":"Capital STEEZ","albumName":"AMERIKKKAN KORRUPTION","duration":254.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm green and inexperienced, dreamin' 'bout that chariots\nStay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheering it\nOn, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\nGot a mind of my own, but time's ticking too long\nAnd I got a plan to restore the game\nThis shit was looking quite critical right before we came\nCo and cane flow in that novacane for your open veins\nAll we need is something medicinal, torch the flame\nThird rail skippin' over missin' track\nSoundin' like the kicks and claps\nThat filled the gaps for missing tracks\nThe third kind been real, we just missin' Jack\nFood for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\nRehearsin' verses in my head, no iPod\nGave my life to Ja and still can't find a job\nSo what I'm grindin' for, to put these new Nikes on\nOr to hide the scars from the eyes of God\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n\"Hey yo, STEEZ, lemme send you a track\nI've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\nCause me and you, we like similar cats, just tryin' to get on the map\nAnd I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\nBut I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\nCause the symphonies and melodies\nHaven't been havin' the same chemistry\nThe distance fact is only addin' on stress\nAnd it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\nThe yellow tape was a warnin' sign\nIt's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\nAnd if I made that the bottom line\nThen I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\nSome people like to compromise for the dollar sign\nBut I had my mind aside\nI told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\nAnd I'd rather die by homicide\nInstead of goin' out without a pride\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm 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presidency\nDead fuckin' presidents that represent me","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead Prez\n  artist: Capital STEEZ\n  album: AMERIKKKAN KORRUPTION\n  duration_ms: 254000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm green and inexperienced, dreamin' 'bout that chariots\n  Stay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheering it\n  On, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\n  Got a mind of my own, but time's ticking too long\n  And I got a plan to restore the game\n  This shit was looking quite critical right before we came\n  Co and cane flow in that novacane for your open veins\n  All we need is something medicinal, torch the flame\n  Third rail skippin' over missin' track\n  Soundin' like the kicks and claps\n  That filled the gaps for missing tracks\n  The third kind been real, we just missin' Jack\n  Food for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\n  Rehearsin' verses in my head, no iPod\n  Gave my life to Ja and still can't find a job\n  So what I'm grindin' for, to put these new Nikes on\n  Or to hide the scars from the eyes of God\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  \"Hey yo, STEEZ, lemme send you a track\n  I've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\n  Cause me and you, we like similar cats, just tryin' to get on the map\n  And I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\n  But I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n  Cause the symphonies and melodies\n  Haven't been havin' the same chemistry\n  The distance fact is only addin' on stress\n  And it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\n  The yellow tape was a warnin' sign\n  It's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\n  And if I made that the bottom line\n  Then I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\n  Some people like to compromise for the dollar sign\n  But I had my mind aside\n  I told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\n  And I'd rather die by homicide\n  Instead of goin' out without a pride\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  Presidents that represent me up on some G shit\n  Tryin' to stay afloat so long they got me seasick\n  It's been a good minute since we kicked it\n  And I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\n  So I could kick it like a kid again\n  I was all constructive like criticism and Timbaland\n  But I remember back in the days\n  When we was goin' through that Torch and Excalibur phase\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in (in)\n  I'm 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Jakk\"\nBut I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\nCause the symphonies and melodies\nHaven't been havin' the same chemistry\nThe distance fact is only addin' on stress\nAnd it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\nThe yellow tape was a warnin' sign\nIt's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\nAnd if I made that the bottom line\nThen I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\nSome people like to compromise for the dollar sign\nBut I had my mind aside\nI told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\nAnd I'd rather die by homicide\nInstead of goin' out without a pride\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm 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presidency\nDead fuckin' presidents that represent me","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead Prez\n  artist: Capital STEEZ\n  album: AmeriKKKan Korruption Reloaded\n  duration_ms: 254528\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm green and inexperienced, dreamin' 'bout that chariots\n  Stay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheering it\n  On, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\n  Got a mind of my own, but time's ticking too long\n  And I got a plan to restore the game\n  This shit was looking quite critical right before we came\n  Co and cane flow in that novacane for your open veins\n  All we need is something medicinal, torch the flame\n  Third rail skippin' over missin' track\n  Soundin' like the kicks and claps\n  That filled the gaps for missing tracks\n  The third kind been real, we just missin' Jack\n  Food for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\n  Rehearsin' verses in my head, no iPod\n  Gave my life 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But I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n  Cause the symphonies and melodies\n  Haven't been havin' the same chemistry\n  The distance fact is only addin' on stress\n  And it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\n  The yellow tape was a warnin' sign\n  It's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\n  And if I made that the bottom line\n  Then I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\n  Some people like to compromise for the dollar sign\n  But I had my mind aside\n  I told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\n  And I'd rather die by homicide\n  Instead of goin' out without a pride\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  Presidents that represent me up on some G shit\n  Tryin' to stay afloat so long they got me seasick\n  It's been a good minute since we kicked it\n  And I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\n  So I could kick it like a kid again\n  I was all constructive like criticism and Timbaland\n  But I remember back in the days\n  When we was goin' through that Torch and Excalibur phase\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you 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you and Jakk\"\nBut I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\nCause the symphonies and melodies\nHaven't been havin' the same chemistry\nThe distance fact is only addin' on stress\nAnd it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\nThe yellow tape was a warnin' sign\nIt's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\nAnd if I made that the bottom line\nThen I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\nSome people like to compromise for the dollar sign\nBut I had my mind aside\nI told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\nAnd I'd rather die by homicide\nInstead of goin' out without a pride\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\nPresidents that represent me up on some G shit\nTryin' to stay afloat so long they got me seasick\nIt's been a good minute since we kicked it\nAnd I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\nSo I could kick it like a kid again\nI was all constructive like criticism and Timbaland\nBut I remember back in the days\nWhen we was goin' through that Torch and Excalibur phase\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\nIs there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\nBig Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\nWe all children lookin' for a reason\nWhat do you believe in (in)\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nI'm out for dead presidency\nDead fuckin' presidents that represent me","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead Prez\n  artist: Capital STEEZ Archive\n  album: AmeriKKKan Korruption\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm green and inexperienced, dreamin' 'bout that chariots\n  Stay sparked and trade cards, he know that they be cheering it\n  On, I'm feeling grown when I spray my cologne\n  Got a mind of my own, but time's ticking too long\n  And I got a plan to restore the game\n  This shit was looking quite critical right before we came\n  Co and cane flow in that novacane for your open veins\n  All we need is something medicinal, torch the flame\n  Third rail skippin' over missin' track\n  Soundin' like the kicks and claps\n  That filled the gaps for missing tracks\n  The third kind been real, we just missin' Jack\n  Food for thought, but I tossed the scraps in a doggy bag\n  Rehearsin' verses in my head, no iPod\n  Gave my life to Ja and still can't find a job\n  So what I'm grindin' for, to put these new Nikes on\n  Or to hide the scars from the eyes of God\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  \"Hey yo, STEEZ, lemme send you a track\n  I've been a fan for a while and I appreciate you hittin' me back\n  Cause me and you, we like similar cats, just tryin' to get on the map\n  And I would love to work with you and Jakk\"\n  But I'm afraid it's not as simple as that\n  Cause the symphonies and melodies\n  Haven't been havin' the same chemistry\n  The distance fact is only addin' on stress\n  And it's hard for me to live up to what you expect from me\n  The yellow tape was a warnin' sign\n  It's hard to cut straight to the chase without a dotted line\n  And if I made that the bottom line\n  Then I guess the Khan hit rock bottom about a thousand times\n  Some people like to compromise for the dollar sign\n  But I had my mind aside\n  I told Jakk from the get that I'mma ride or die\n  And I'd rather die by homicide\n  Instead of goin' out without a pride\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n  Presidents that represent me up on some G shit\n  Tryin' to stay afloat so long they got me seasick\n  It's been a good minute since we kicked it\n  And I'm still hopin' that you come home for a weekend\n  So I could kick it like a kid again\n  I was all constructive like criticism and Timbaland\n  But I remember back in the days\n  When we was goin' through that Torch and Excalibur phase\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in, betrayal, treason?\n  Is there heaven for us hip-hop heathens\n  Big Pop and Pac, even Eazy had 'em leanin'\n  We all children lookin' for a reason\n  What do you believe in (in)\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  I'm out for dead presidency\n  Dead fuckin' presidents that represent me\n"}]