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I can't even wine and dine these days\nWe got somethin' in common with hockey, why? Cah we all got ice and blades\nI felt like a prick when I went to the BRITs and they gave the award to a guy called Aitch\nI had my acceptance speech prepared like, \"Long live F's\", I'm goin' insane\nAnd free all the guys inside of the cage, uh\n\nI need a bitch that's bougie and don't give bruddas the time of day\nIf they don't wanna fuck, I don't try to persuade\nI look in the mirror and big up myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm kinda vain\nI don't think that these guys relate, they've never experienced this type of pain\nClaustrophobic, I'm feelin' stressed, I can't find the exit, life's a maze\nPinch myself, I feel like I'm dreamin', but I'm not asleep, I'm wide awake\n\nIf you got what it takes, I'll take it\nThis shit took ages\nShould know that you can't rush greatness\nBut you're too impatient\nOne million views ain't famous\nI need me a crib, no neighbours, mad\nI need me a thousand acres\nCan't wait 'til a man's on\n\nRemember the meals were microwaved\nNow my private chef is askin' how do I like my steak\nNow my driver's wage is two hundred racks a year, I got private plates\nI never had nowhere to go, sometimes I'd spend a whole night on train\nNow the crib's so big, I just hired a maid\nThe opps ain't makin' it out of the hood, I can find out where my rivals stay\n\nI see blue lights in the distance, is it police, ambulance or fire brigade?\nMy eyes dilated, the line vibratin', it's 4 in the mornin', my grind insane\nI know the pagans are aggravated, I got the whole gang on a wider stage\nFive years in and I'm still the same, can't say that I've changed despite the fame\nThe jack boys tryna find a stain, if they're in the club, then hide your chain\nI know the opps got sticks as well, but the guns we bought got wider range, uh\n\nThey can't keep my name out their mouth, sus, they actually might be\nLook, my family stay out the way, when they see the camera, they hide their face\nCRG, I quite like this pace, back out the rod and bite the bait\nWe get on our grind and hibernate, they go on the net, start typin' hate\nAt the end of the day when my time does come, they'll write my name alongside the greats\n\nIf you got what it takes, I'll take it (you ready for another spoiler?)\nThis shit took ages (I've always been a man of bold predictions)\nShould know that you can't rush greatness (and I'm predictin' that this guy right here)\nBut you're too impatient (star in the makin')\nOne million views ain't famous (comin' out of West London)\nI need me a crib, no neighbours, mad (some of you may know the name)\nI need me a thousand acres (but for those who don't, it's my guy)\nCan't wait 'til a man's on (Central Cee)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.71] If you got what it takes, I'll take it\n[00:02.52] This shit took ages\n[00:03.93] Should know that you can't rush greatness\n[00:05.49] But you're too impatient\n[00:06.99] One million views ain't famous\n[00:08.87] I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad\n[00:10.75] I need me a thousand acres\n[00:12.10] Can't wait 'til a man's on\n[00:14.14] Let's reignite that flame, I fucked some hoes, they ain't quite the same\n[00:16.65] I've got more money than all of my elders even though they are twice my age\n[00:19.97] I just reunited with some of the killies, I gotta remind 'em that life has changed\n[00:23.20] Previously, it was crime that paid, but now, I get by in a righteous way\n[00:26.59] Push-bike time I would ride in the rain, now I'm takin' a flight for the climate change\n[00:29.71] Long-haul flight and I'm flyin' commercial, if I'm in Europe, it's private planes\n[00:33.20] You seen what happened to PnB Rock? I can't even wine and dine these days\n[00:36.07] We got somethin' in common with hockey, why? Cah we all got ice and blades\n[00:39.85] I felt like a prick when I went to the BRITs and they gave the award to a guy called Aitch\n[00:43.10] I had my acceptance speech prepared like, \"Long live F's\", I'm goin' insane\n[00:46.20] And free all the guys inside of the cage, uh\n[00:48.14] I need a bitch that's bougie and don't give bruddas the time of day\n[00:51.20] If they don't wanna fuck, I don't try to persuade\n[00:52.97] I look in the mirror and big up myself, I'm feelin' myself, I'm kinda vain\n[00:55.99] I don't think that these guys relate, they've never experienced this type of pain\n[00:59.37] Claustrophobic, I'm feelin' stressed, I can't find the exit, life's a maze\n[01:02.69] Pinch myself, I feel like I'm dreamin', but I'm not asleep, I'm wide awake\n[01:05.94] If you got what it takes, I'll take it\n[01:07.90] This shit took ages\n[01:09.51] Should know that you can't rush greatness\n[01:11.20] But you're too impatient\n[01:12.71] One million views ain't famous\n[01:14.63] I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad\n[01:16.60] I need me a thousand acres\n[01:17.53] Can't wait 'til a man's on\n[01:19.35] Remember the meals were microwaved\n[01:20.80] Now my private chef is askin' how do I like my steak\n[01:24.12] Now my driver's wage is two hundred racks a year, I got private plates\n[01:27.53] I never had nowhere to go, sometimes I'd spend a whole night on train\n[01:30.66] Now the crib's so big, I just hired a maid\n[01:32.53] The opps ain't makin' it out of the hood, I can find out where my rivals stay\n[01:35.67] I see blue lights in the distance, is it police, ambulance or fire brigade?\n[01:39.10] My eyes dilated, the line vibratin', it's 4 in the mornin', my grind insane\n[01:42.40] I know the pagans are aggravated, I got the whole gang on a wider stage\n[01:45.75] Five years in and I'm still the same, can't say that I've changed despite the fame\n[01:48.98] The jack boys tryna find a stain, if they're in the club, then hide your chain\n[01:52.10] I know the opps got sticks as well, but the guns we bought got wider range, uh\n[01:55.96] They can't keep my name out their mouth, sus, they actually might be\n[01:58.34] Look, my family stay out the way, when they see the camera, they hide their face\n[02:02.15] CRG, I quite like this pace, back out the rod and bite the bait\n[02:05.35] We get on our grind and hibernate, they go on the net, start typin' hate\n[02:08.64] At the end of the day when my time does come, they'll write my name alongside the greats\n[02:12.59] If you got what it takes, I'll take it (you ready for another spoiler?)\n[02:15.95] This shit took ages (I've always been a man of bold predictions)\n[02:18.92] Should know that you can't rush greatness (and I'm predictin' that this guy right here)\n[02:22.87] But you're too impatient (star in the makin')\n[02:25.62] One million views ain't famous (comin' out of West London)\n[02:28.53] I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad (some of you may know the name)\n[02:32.15] I need me a thousand acres (but for those who don't, it's my guy)\n[02:36.86] Can't wait 'til a man's on (Central Cee)\n[02:37.52] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: CENTRAL CEE - 5 STAR (LYRICS)\n  artist: Central Cee\n  album: Central Cee Videos\n  duration_ms: 161000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: If you got what it takes, I'll take it\n  start_ms: 710\n  end_ms: 2520\n- text: This shit took ages\n  start_ms: 2520\n  end_ms: 3930\n- text: Should know that you can't rush greatness\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 5490\n- text: But you're too impatient\n  start_ms: 5490\n  end_ms: 6990\n- text: One million views ain't famous\n  start_ms: 6990\n  end_ms: 8870\n- text: I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad\n  start_ms: 8870\n  end_ms: 10750\n- text: I need me a thousand acres\n  start_ms: 10750\n  end_ms: 12100\n- text: Can't wait 'til a man's on\n  start_ms: 12100\n  end_ms: 14140\n- text: Let's reignite that flame, I fucked some hoes, they ain't quite the same\n  start_ms: 14140\n  end_ms: 16650\n- text: I've got more money than all of my elders even though they are twice my age\n  start_ms: 16650\n  end_ms: 19970\n- text: I just reunited with some of the killies, I gotta remind 'em that life has changed\n  start_ms: 19970\n  end_ms: 23200\n- text: Previously, it was crime that paid, but now, I get by in a righteous way\n  start_ms: 23200\n  end_ms: 26590\n- text: Push-bike time I would ride in the rain, now I'm takin' a flight for the climate change\n  start_ms: 26590\n  end_ms: 29710\n- text: Long-haul flight and I'm flyin' commercial, if I'm in Europe, it's private planes\n  start_ms: 29710\n  end_ms: 33200\n- text: You seen what happened to PnB Rock? 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are aggravated\n[01:43.80] I got the whole gang on the Wireless stage\n[01:45.62] Five years in and I'm still the same\n[01:47.22] Can't say that I've changed despite the fame\n[01:49.05] The jack boys tryna find a stain\n[01:50.33] If they're in the club, then hide your chain\n[01:52.27] I know the opps got - as well\n[01:53.70] But the - we bought got wider range, uh\n[01:55.99] They can't keep my name out their mouth\n[01:57.05] Sus, they actually might be—\n[01:58.88] Look, my family stay out the way\n[02:00.39] When they see the camera, they hide their face\n[02:01.95] CRG, I quite like this pace, back out the rod and bite the bait\n[02:05.34] We get on our grind and hibernate\n[02:06.94] They go on the net, start typin' hate\n[02:08.54] At the end of the day when my time does come\n[02:10.24] They'll write my name alongside the greats\n[02:12.19] If you got what it takes, I'll take it\n[02:13.75] You ready for another spoiler?\n[02:15.72] This - took ages\n[02:16.88] I've always been a man of bold predictions\n[02:18.93] Should know that you can't rush greatness\n[02:20.23] And I'm predictin' that this guy right here\n[02:22.35] But you're too impatient\n[02:23.67] Star in the makin'\n[02:25.38] One million views ain't famous\n[02:26.99] Comin' out of West London\n[02:28.58] I need me a crib, no neighbours, mad\n[02:30.32] Some of you may know the name\n[02:32.02] I need me a thousand acres\n[02:33.68] But for those who don't, it's my guy\n[02:36.78] Can't wait till a man's on—\n[02:38.00] Central Cee\n[02:39.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 5 Star (Paused)\n  artist: Central Cee\n  album: CAN'T RUSH GREATNESS\n  duration_ms: 160133\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: If you got what it takes, I'll take it\n  start_ms: 570\n  end_ms: 2610\n- text: This - 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