[{"id":29399769,"name":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","trackName":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":254.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (Instrumental)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 254000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":29249171,"name":"Mad Izm (LP Version)","trackName":"Mad Izm (LP Version)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (LP Version)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":15493251,"name":"Mad Izm (clean Buckwild '95 remix)","trackName":"Mad Izm (clean Buckwild '95 remix)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (clean Buckwild '95 remix)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":15493243,"name":"Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 remix)","trackName":"Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 remix)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 remix)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":15493255,"name":"Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 instrumental)","trackName":"Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 instrumental)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (original Buckwild '95 instrumental)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":15493218,"name":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","trackName":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Sound of Da Police / Mad Izm","duration":173.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (Instrumental)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Sound of Da Police / Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 173000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":36381934,"name":"Mad Izm (Original Buckwild '95 Remix)","trackName":"Mad Izm (Original Buckwild '95 Remix)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Reprogram / Mad Izm (Remix)","duration":222.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (Original Buckwild '95 Remix)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Reprogram / Mad Izm (Remix)\n  duration_ms: 222000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":15493212,"name":"Mad Izm (LP Version)","trackName":"Mad Izm (LP Version)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Sound of Da Police / Mad Izm","duration":245.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (LP Version)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Sound of Da Police / Mad Izm\n  duration_ms: 245000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":30870663,"name":"Reprogram (LP Version)","trackName":"Reprogram (LP Version)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Mad Izm","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Internalize, externalize, check the exercise\nKick the lyricals, the buddah smoke help me reach my high\nMy eyes bloodshot, buckshot for the props\nSay what you didn't know, tell me why'd you sleep on Hak\nI'm not silly, Posturepedic, the boom bap, I need it\nTo get this shit correct, my style comes orthopedic\nGet off my dick, fucker, don't play me for no sucker\nHerb, I'm not a nerd, I smoke blunts and kick verbs\nWhen I serve, you're like Agassi, pure agony and terror\nTry to catch the beam of light reflected in the mirror\nNever basic, shit is dope 'cause I laced it with the flow\nIgnorance is a sin when in my cypher, so you know\nInfinite potential, residential is Z-O\nIlltown, New Jersey, if you heard me, Glock the bo\n1, 2, 3, BDP troops hard\nAny questions? 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! 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Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n(KRS-One)\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n(Hakim)\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n(KRS-One)\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n(Tuffy)\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\n(Tuffy)\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n(KRS-One)\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n(Hakim)\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Uhh! 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":21142188,"name":"Mad Izm","trackName":"Mad Izm","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Station Identification","duration":253.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n(KRS-One)\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n(Hakim)\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n(KRS-One)\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n(Tuffy)\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\n(Tuffy)\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n(KRS-One)\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n(Hakim)\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Uhh! 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Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  start_ms: 90050\n  end_ms: 93050\n- text: Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n  start_ms: 93050\n  end_ms: 96050\n- text: (Tuffy)\n  start_ms: 96050\n  end_ms: 96050\n- text: Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  start_ms: 96050\n  end_ms: 98080\n- text: My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  start_ms: 98080\n  end_ms: 100020\n- text: So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  start_ms: 100020\n  end_ms: 104020\n- text: Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  start_ms: 104020\n  end_ms: 105030\n- text: And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  start_ms: 105030\n  end_ms: 108080\n- text: Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  start_ms: 108080\n  end_ms: 110030\n- text: I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  start_ms: 110030\n  end_ms: 113000\n- text: Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  start_ms: 113000\n  end_ms: 115020\n- text: But 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feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  start_ms: 158050\n  end_ms: 160040\n- text: Shooting out the mental mist\n  start_ms: 160040\n  end_ms: 162000\n- text: How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n  start_ms: 162000\n  end_ms: 165060\n- text: (KRS-One)\n  start_ms: 165060\n  end_ms: 166070\n- text: His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  start_ms: 166070\n  end_ms: 168010\n- text: Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  start_ms: 168010\n  end_ms: 171080\n- text: Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  start_ms: 171080\n  end_ms: 173050\n- text: Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  start_ms: 173050\n  end_ms: 176010\n- text: New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  start_ms: 176010\n  end_ms: 178030\n- text: Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  start_ms: 178030\n  end_ms: 180010\n- text: Now, let meduce you to the one\n  start_ms: 180010\n  end_ms: 183070\n- text: The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  start_ms: 183070\n  end_ms: 186090\n- text: Going to the channels of the remote control\n  start_ms: 186090\n  end_ms: 188090\n- text: Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n  start_ms: 188090\n  end_ms: 191090\n- text: (Hakim)\n  start_ms: 191090\n  end_ms: 192020\n- text: Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  start_ms: 192020\n  end_ms: 193030\n- text: Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  start_ms: 193030\n  end_ms: 195080\n- text: But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  start_ms: 195080\n  end_ms: 198050\n- text: Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n  start_ms: 198050\n  end_ms: 200040\n- text: Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  start_ms: 200040\n  end_ms: 203000\n- text: So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  start_ms: 203000\n  end_ms: 205090\n- text: Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  start_ms: 205090\n  end_ms: 208020\n- text: Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  start_ms: 208020\n  end_ms: 211080\n- text: Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  start_ms: 211080\n  end_ms: 213050\n- text: I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  start_ms: 213050\n  end_ms: 215020\n- text: To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  start_ms: 215020\n  end_ms: 218010\n- text: Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n  start_ms: 218010\n  end_ms: 221020\n- text: All we do is spark mad izm ...\n  start_ms: 221020\n  end_ms: 222790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 222790\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":14458439,"name":"Mad Izm","trackName":"Mad Izm","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Yukmouth Presents: 420","duration":256.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic, yeahhh\nCome on!\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it\nFollows me into the spot, compellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb sellin\nA punani gate, I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin\nChannel one two, I'm smashin the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie cause I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\nWake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin\nSo listen to the izm as it talks non-stop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-see-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes round it's on Capitol\nThat's what I'm smackin you with cause it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nRippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty\nSmokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringin\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCause there's all these weak rappers steady makin hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doin what I want to do and sparkin mad izm\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo-yo, pass that lighter)\nCounterclockwise, I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShootin out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit??\nHis shit is counterfeit cause he's motherfuckin phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let me introduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoin through the channels of the remote control\nFlickin through the frequencies of your soul\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCause hip-hop's been runningthrough my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cause I'm drainin em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doin what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissin wack MC's and sparking up mad izm","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: 'Yukmouth Presents: 420'\n  duration_ms: 256000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic, yeahhh\n  Come on!\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it\n  Follows me into the spot, compellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin\n  A punani gate, I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin\n  Channel one two, I'm smashin the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie cause I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n  Wake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin\n  So listen to the izm as it talks non-stop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-see-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes round it's on Capitol\n  That's what I'm smackin you with cause it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty\n  Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringin\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cause there's all these weak rappers steady makin hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doin what I want to do and sparkin mad izm\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo-yo, pass that lighter)\n  Counterclockwise, I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shootin out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit??\n  His shit is counterfeit cause he's motherfuckin phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let me introduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Goin through the channels of the remote control\n  Flickin through the frequencies of your soul\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cause hip-hop's been runningthrough my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cause I'm drainin em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doin what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissin wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n"},{"id":36779611,"name":"Mad Izm","trackName":"Mad Izm","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Hip Hop 420","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n(KRS-One)\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n(Hakim)\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n(KRS-One)\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n(Tuffy)\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\n(Tuffy)\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n(KRS-One)\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n(Hakim)\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Uhh! Yeahhh\n[00:04.01] I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n[00:07.05] We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n[00:11.08] Come on!\n[00:15.15] \n[00:21.03] (KRS-One)\n[00:22.06] The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n[00:23.05] Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n[00:25.09] Follows me into the spot come tellin\n[00:28.02] Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n[00:30.06] A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n[00:33.07] Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n[00:35.05] Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n[00:38.06] Channel three, I make a run to the store\n[00:40.00] Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n[00:43.07] Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n[00:45.03] (Hakim)\n[00:46.00] Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n[00:48.07] Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n[00:50.05] And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n[00:53.02] Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n[00:55.00] So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n[00:58.05] Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n[01:01.01] Now the high, starts to settle\n[01:03.07] Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n[01:05.01] (KRS-One)\n[01:06.06] I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n[01:08.08] When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n[01:10.09] Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n[01:13.07] I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n[01:15.00] My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n[01:18.03] Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n[01:20.01] That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n[01:24.01] Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n[01:25.08] Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n[01:28.00] Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n[01:30.05] Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n[01:33.05] Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n[01:36.05] (Tuffy)\n[01:36.05] Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n[01:38.08] My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n[01:40.02] So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n[01:44.02] Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n[01:45.03] And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n[01:48.08] Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n[01:50.03] I gotta get mine, get a grip\n[01:53.00] Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n[01:55.02] But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n[01:58.03] So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n[02:00.08] All we do is spark mad izm\n[02:03.07] (Tuffy)\n[02:07.29] \n[02:21.05] I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n[02:23.09] Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n[02:26.03] The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n[02:29.07] Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n[02:31.06] Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n[02:33.05] (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n[02:35.03] Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n[02:38.05] Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n[02:40.04] Shooting out the mental mist\n[02:42.00] How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n[02:45.06] (KRS-One)\n[02:46.07] His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n[02:48.01] Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n[02:51.08] Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n[02:53.05] Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n[02:56.01] New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n[02:58.03] Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n[03:00.01] Now, let meduce you to the one\n[03:03.07] The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n[03:06.09] Going to the channels of the remote control\n[03:08.09] Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n[03:11.09] (Hakim)\n[03:12.02] Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n[03:13.03] Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n[03:15.08] But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n[03:18.05] Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n[03:20.04] Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n[03:23.00] So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n[03:25.09] Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n[03:28.02] Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n[03:31.08] Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n[03:33.05] I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n[03:35.02] To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n[03:38.01] Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n[03:41.02] All we do is spark mad izm ...\n[03:42.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Hip Hop 420\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uhh! 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! 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Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n(KRS-One)\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n(Hakim)\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n(KRS-One)\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n(Tuffy)\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\n(Tuffy)\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n(KRS-One)\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n(Hakim)\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04] Uhh! Yeahhh\n[00:04.01] I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n[00:07.05] We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n[00:11.08] Come on!\n[00:15.15] \n[00:21.03] (KRS-One)\n[00:22.06] The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n[00:23.05] Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n[00:25.09] Follows me into the spot come tellin\n[00:28.02] Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n[00:30.06] A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n[00:33.07] Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n[00:35.05] Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n[00:38.06] Channel three, I make a run to the store\n[00:40.00] Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n[00:43.07] Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n[00:45.03] (Hakim)\n[00:46.00] Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n[00:48.07] Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n[00:50.05] And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n[00:53.02] Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n[00:55.00] So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n[00:58.05] Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n[01:01.01] Now the high, starts to settle\n[01:03.07] Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n[01:05.01] (KRS-One)\n[01:06.06] I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n[01:08.08] When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n[01:10.09] Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n[01:13.07] I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n[01:15.00] My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n[01:18.03] Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n[01:20.01] That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n[01:24.01] Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n[01:25.08] Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n[01:28.00] Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n[01:30.05] Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n[01:33.05] Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n[01:36.05] (Tuffy)\n[01:36.05] Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n[01:38.08] My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n[01:40.02] So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n[01:44.02] Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n[01:45.03] And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n[01:48.08] Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n[01:50.03] I gotta get mine, get a grip\n[01:53.00] Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n[01:55.02] But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n[01:58.03] So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n[02:00.08] All we do is spark mad izm\n[02:03.07] (Tuffy)\n[02:07.29] \n[02:21.05] I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n[02:23.09] Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n[02:26.03] The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n[02:29.07] Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n[02:31.06] Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n[02:33.05] (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n[02:35.03] Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n[02:38.05] Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n[02:40.04] Shooting out the mental mist\n[02:42.00] How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n[02:45.06] (KRS-One)\n[02:46.07] His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n[02:48.01] Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n[02:51.08] Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n[02:53.05] Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n[02:56.01] New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n[02:58.03] Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n[03:00.01] Now, let meduce you to the one\n[03:03.07] The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n[03:06.09] Going to the channels of the remote control\n[03:08.09] Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n[03:11.09] (Hakim)\n[03:12.02] Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n[03:13.03] Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n[03:15.08] But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n[03:18.05] Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n[03:20.04] Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n[03:23.00] So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n[03:25.09] Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n[03:28.02] Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n[03:31.08] Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n[03:33.05] I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n[03:35.02] To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n[03:38.01] Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n[03:41.02] All we do is spark mad izm ...\n[03:42.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: 90s Hip Hop Essentials\n  duration_ms: 256000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uhh! 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":37843864,"name":"Mad Izm","trackName":"Mad Izm","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Buckwild Presents: Diggin' in the Crates - Rare Studio Masters (1993-1997)","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n(KRS-One)\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n(Hakim)\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nWhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n(KRS-One)\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n(Tuffy)\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\n(Tuffy)\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n(KRS-One)\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n(Hakim)\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.04]Uhh! Yeahhh\n[00:04.01]I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n[00:07.05]We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n[00:11.08]Come on!\n[00:15.15]\n[00:21.03](KRS-One)\n[00:22.06]The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n[00:23.05]Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n[00:25.09]Follows me into the spot come tellin\n[00:28.02]Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n[00:30.06]A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n[00:33.07]Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n[00:35.05]Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n[00:38.06]Channel three, I make a run to the store\n[00:40.00]Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n[00:43.07]Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n[00:45.03](Hakim)\n[00:46.00]Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n[00:48.07]Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n[00:50.05]And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n[00:53.02]Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n[00:55.00]So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n[00:58.05]Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n[01:01.01]Now the high, starts to settle\n[01:03.07]Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n[01:05.01](KRS-One)\n[01:06.06]I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n[01:08.08]When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n[01:10.09]Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n[01:13.07]I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n[01:15.00]My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n[01:18.03]Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n[01:20.01]That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n[01:24.01]Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n[01:25.08]Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n[01:28.00]Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n[01:30.05]Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n[01:33.05]Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n[01:36.05](Tuffy)\n[01:36.05]Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n[01:38.08]My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n[01:40.02]So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n[01:44.02]Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n[01:45.03]And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n[01:48.08]Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n[01:50.03]I gotta get mine, get a grip\n[01:53.00]Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n[01:55.02]But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n[01:58.03]So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n[02:00.08]All we do is spark mad izm\n[02:03.07](Tuffy)\n[02:07.29]\n[02:21.05]I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n[02:23.09]Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n[02:26.03]The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n[02:29.07]Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n[02:31.06]Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n[02:33.05](Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n[02:35.03]Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n[02:38.05]Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n[02:40.04]Shooting out the mental mist\n[02:42.00]How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n[02:45.06](KRS-One)\n[02:46.07]His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n[02:48.01]Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n[02:51.08]Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n[02:53.05]Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n[02:56.01]New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n[02:58.03]Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n[03:00.01]Now, let meduce you to the one\n[03:03.07]The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n[03:06.09]Going to the channels of the remote control\n[03:08.09]Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n[03:11.09](Hakim)\n[03:12.02]Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n[03:13.03]Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n[03:15.08]But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n[03:18.05]Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n[03:20.04]Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n[03:23.00]So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n[03:25.09]Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n[03:28.02]Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n[03:31.08]Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n[03:33.05]I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n[03:35.02]To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n[03:38.01]Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n[03:41.02]All we do is spark mad izm ...\n[03:42.79]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: 'Buckwild Presents: Diggin'' in the Crates - Rare Studio Masters (1993-1997)'\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uhh! 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  Which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  (Tuffy)\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  (KRS-One)\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  (Hakim)\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get me tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":36683957,"name":"Reprogram (Remix)","trackName":"Reprogram (Remix)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Reprogram / Mad Izm (Remix)","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Internalize, externalize, check the exercise\nKick the lyricals, the buddah smoke help me reach my high\nMy eyes bloodshot, buckshot for the props\nSay what you didn't know, tell me why'd you sleep on Hak\nI'm not silly, Posturepedic, the boom bap, I need it\nTo get this shit correct, my style comes orthopedic\nGet off my dick, fucker, don't play me for no sucker\nHerb, I'm not a nerd, I smoke blunts and kick verbs\nWhen I serve, you're like Agassi, pure agony and terror\nTry to catch the beam of light reflected in the mirror\nNever basic, shit is dope 'cause I laced it with the flow\nIgnorance is a sin when in my cypher, so you know\nInfinite potential, residential is Z-O\nIlltown, New Jersey, if you heard me, Glock the bo\n1, 2, 3, BDP troops hard\nAny questions? I was blessed with lessons from God\n\n3-6-0 Is the flow\nI got so many styles, I could full circle\nI treat you like a jockstrap 'cause it's my dick you jock\nI got more props than Hollywood backdrops\nI swing your head like back and forth like tennis\nYou got no lifestyle 'cause your style don't exist\nI got the gold for the green, blowin' yellow hits\nI treat MC's like red lights 'cause I be runnin' shit\nCausin' drama, rip heads crazy like J. Dahmer\nI'm hot like a puff goose bomber\nAnd spittin' on your crews that refuse to lose\nAnd get bruised, rap's got credit, I paid dues\nI am me, don't try me, G\nI rip the beef off the back, you're fuckin' with the lion in me\nI got troops for suits or groups\nThat wanna stoop to get slowed down like parachutes\nRippin' shit, my flavor kicks like En Vogue hits\nSo hold on, you'll never ever fuckin' get it\n\nPass the boom bap for the rap intoxicated\nPass the boom bap to get my head elevated\nYour man hesitated, got done with the quickness\n'Cause the BDP crew always rolls with the thickness\nI'm soakin' up your flow, on your neck I got the bounty\nI heard you're hot and wearin' a Jheri curl in Compton County\nIt's Channel Live, I'm touchin' on your brain like that\nWith the flavor for the roughneck that thinks abstract\nWhen the chronic hits, I throw fits like epileptics\nIf you can't understand it, motherfucker, just respect it\n\nRethink, replan, refine, react and redefine\nRewind this ridiculous rhythm and recline\nRealize as I reword, restructure\nThe rap game, you can't resist or recover\nBrother, I'm like no other, I smother\nFrom the sublevel thoughts, deeper than the movie cover\nBut I'm not like Larry Fishburne, the mic burns\nI rap with no delay, I turn more styles than the subway","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Reprogram (Remix)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Reprogram / Mad Izm (Remix)\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Internalize, externalize, check the exercise\n  Kick the lyricals, the buddah smoke help me reach my high\n  My eyes bloodshot, buckshot for the props\n  Say what you didn't know, tell me why'd you sleep on Hak\n  I'm not silly, Posturepedic, the boom bap, I need it\n  To get this shit correct, my style comes orthopedic\n  Get off my dick, fucker, don't play me for no sucker\n  Herb, I'm not a nerd, I smoke blunts and kick verbs\n  When I serve, you're like Agassi, pure agony and terror\n  Try to catch the beam of light reflected in the mirror\n  Never basic, shit is dope 'cause I laced it with the flow\n  Ignorance is a sin when in my cypher, so you know\n  Infinite potential, residential is Z-O\n  Illtown, New Jersey, if you heard me, Glock the bo\n  1, 2, 3, BDP troops hard\n  Any questions? I was blessed with lessons from God\n\n  3-6-0 Is the flow\n  I got so many styles, I could full circle\n  I treat you like a jockstrap 'cause it's my dick you jock\n  I got more props than Hollywood backdrops\n  I swing your head like back and forth like tennis\n  You got no lifestyle 'cause your style don't exist\n  I got the gold for the green, blowin' yellow hits\n  I treat MC's like red lights 'cause I be runnin' shit\n  Causin' drama, rip heads crazy like J. Dahmer\n  I'm hot like a puff goose bomber\n  And spittin' on your crews that refuse to lose\n  And get bruised, rap's got credit, I paid dues\n  I am me, don't try me, G\n  I rip the beef off the back, you're fuckin' with the lion in me\n  I got troops for suits or groups\n  That wanna stoop to get slowed down like parachutes\n  Rippin' shit, my flavor kicks like En Vogue hits\n  So hold on, you'll never ever fuckin' get it\n\n  Pass the boom bap for the rap intoxicated\n  Pass the boom bap to get my head elevated\n  Your man hesitated, got done with the quickness\n  'Cause the BDP crew always rolls with the thickness\n  I'm soakin' up your flow, on your neck I got the bounty\n  I heard you're hot and wearin' a Jheri curl in Compton County\n  It's Channel Live, I'm touchin' on your brain like that\n  With the flavor for the roughneck that thinks abstract\n  When the chronic hits, I throw fits like epileptics\n  If you can't understand it, motherfucker, just respect it\n\n  Rethink, replan, refine, react and redefine\n  Rewind this ridiculous rhythm and recline\n  Realize as I reword, restructure\n  The rap game, you can't resist or recover\n  Brother, I'm like no other, I smother\n  From the sublevel thoughts, deeper than the movie cover\n  But I'm not like Larry Fishburne, the mic burns\n  I rap with no delay, I turn more styles than the subway\n"},{"id":36149567,"name":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","trackName":"Mad Izm (Instrumental)","artistName":"Channel Live","albumName":"Instru","duration":256.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm (Instrumental)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: Instru\n  duration_ms: 256000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"},{"id":10394365,"name":"Mad Izm","trackName":"Mad Izm","artistName":"KRS-One / Channel Live","albumName":"Collaborations","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uhh! Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic, yeahhh\nCome on!\n\n\"All we do is spark mad izm\"\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it\nfollows me into the spot, compellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb sellin\nA punani gate, I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin\nChannel one two, I'm smashin the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie cause I...\nspark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin\nSo listen to the izm as it talks non-stop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes round it's on Capitol\nThat's what I'm smackin you with cause it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nRippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty\nSmokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringin\nhyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nand culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCause there's all these weak rappers steady makin hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doin what I want to do and sparkin mad izm\n\n\"All we do is spark mad izm\"\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(Yo yo yo yo-yo, pass that lighter)\nCounterclockwise, I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShootin out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit??\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cause he's motherfuckin phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let me duce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoin through the channels of the remote control\nFlickin through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCause hip-hop's been runningthrough my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cause I'm drainin em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doin what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissin wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n\"All we do is spark mad izm\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.11] Uhh! 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Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic, yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  \"All we do is spark mad izm\"\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc-ket, yo where's my knot, it\n  follows me into the spot, compellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb sellin\n  A punani gate, I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smellin, like I ain't even tellin\n  Channel one two, I'm smashin the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie cause I...\n  spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the mornin got the yearnin for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kickin\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the pickin\n  So listen to the izm as it talks non-stop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes round it's on Capitol\n  That's what I'm smackin you with cause it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Rippin the microphone 'til I'm motherfuckin sixty\n  Smokin the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringin\n  hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  and culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cause there's all these weak rappers steady makin hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doin what I want to do and sparkin mad izm\n\n  \"All we do is spark mad izm\"\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (Yo yo yo yo-yo, pass that lighter)\n  Counterclockwise, I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shootin out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit??\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cause he's motherfuckin phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! 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Yeahhh\nI know you're diggin this type of shit right here\nWe about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\nCome on!\n\nThe episode starts when I walk down the block kid\nReach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\nFollows me into the spot come tellin\nGo check the dread and yes he's herb selling\nA punani gate I'm a potential felon\nIzm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\nChannel one two, I'm smashing the law\nChannel three, I make a run to the store\nChannel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\nSpark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\nWake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\nwhich loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\nAnd adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\nMulti-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\nSo listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\nHawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\nNow the high, starts to settle\nKickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\nI'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\nWhen I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\nLike John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\nI start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\nMy style is untangible, like a wild animal\nCheck the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\nThat's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\nLike Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\nSwitch me, mix me, somebody get me\nDon't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\nGripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\nSmoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\nSpark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\nMy flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\nSo where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\nHyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\nAnd culture, my intellect will insult ya\nFinish off your dead mind like a vulture\nI gotta get mine, get a grip\nCuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\nBut ninety-four I bring the skills back\nSo listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm\n\nI come with notions, deeper than the ocean\nCheck out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\nThe izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\nCheck it how I rock it in a cipher\nDesire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n(yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\nCounterclockwise I rise like the sun\nNow feel the heat from the rays of the gun\nShooting out the mental mist\nHow you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\nHis shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\nCome into the jam try to front like he know me\nHah! Listen to this new type of somethin\nBumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\nNew type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\nRougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\nNow, let meduce you to the one\nThe Channel Live indo this loosens you up\nGoing to the channels of the remote control\nFlicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\nThen roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\nLike wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\nBut I flip a style like I flip a channel\nStep up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\nCuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\nSo it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\nRepresenting tormenting MC's craniums\nTill they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\nDon't mean to be blunt but don't front\nI'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\nTo do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\nDissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\nAll we do is spark mad izm ...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Mad Izm ('95 remix)\n  artist: Channel Live\n  album: 'Diggin'' in the Crates: Rare Studio Masters (1993-1997)'\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Uhh! Yeahhh\n  I know you're diggin this type of shit right here\n  We about to spark it on the mic yeahhh\n  Come on!\n\n  The episode starts when I walk down the block kid\n  Reach in my poc ket yo where's my knot it\n  Follows me into the spot come tellin\n  Go check the dread and yes he's herb selling\n  A punani gate I'm a potential felon\n  Izm is smelling, like I ain't even telling\n  Channel one two, I'm smashing the law\n  Channel three, I make a run to the store\n  Channel four leave the store with the Phillie blunts I...\n  Spark the izm, I'm off to Channel Live\n\n  Wake up in the morning got the yearning for herb\n  which loosens up the nouns, metaphors, and verbs\n  And adjectives, ain't it magic kid what I'm kicking\n  Multi-flavored bags of sess, for the picking\n  So listen to the izm as it talks nonstop\n  Hawaiian when I'm rhymin but so is the chocolate thai\n  Now the high, starts to settle\n  Kickin fat lyrics that rocks, like heavy metal\n\n  I'm comin out de dance wif de spliff of sensei\n  When I speak, big up Mack, L.O., and Malik\n  Like John Lennon, yes I'm I-C-M'n\n  I start grinnin, and syllables start bendin\n  My style is untangible, like a wild animal\n  Check the label as it goes around it's called Capitol\n  That's what I'm smacking you with cuz it's easy\n  Like Lionel Richie, your whole style is bitchy\n  Switch me, mix me, somebody get me\n  Don't let me rip out my clothes like Bill Bixby\n  Gripping the microphone until I'm motherfucking sixty\n  Smoking the indo, by the window, it's sticky\n\n  Spark the izm, my expertism, is lyricism\n  My flow will take you over, like I was hypnotism\n  So where's the lighter, to decipher, the skills that I'm bringing\n  Hyper than a little kid on ginseng roots\n  And culture, my intellect will insult ya\n  Finish off your dead mind like a vulture\n  I gotta get mine, get a grip\n  Cuz there's all these weak rappers steady making hits, FUCK THAT!\n  But ninety-four I bring the skills back\n  So listen now I'm doing what I want to do and sparking mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm\n\n  I come with notions, deeper than the ocean\n  Check out my potion, mad rhythm in the motion\n  The izm, brings the wisdom, when I kick it on the rhythm\n  Check it how I rock it in a cipher\n  Desire, takes you higher, lyrical messiah\n  (yo yo yo yo yo pass the lighter)\n  Counterclockwise I rise like the sun\n  Now feel the heat from the rays of the gun\n  Shooting out the mental mist\n  How you gonna know the real shit when your style's counterfeit?\n\n  His shit is counterfeit cuz he's motherfucking phony\n  Come into the jam try to front like he know me\n  Hah! Listen to this new type of somethin\n  Bumpin, ninety-four ain't for no frontin\n  New type of lingo, catchy like a jingle\n  Rougneck hip-hop is drippin from the single\n  Now, let meduce you to the one\n  The Channel Live indo this loosens you up\n  Going to the channels of the remote control\n  Flicking through the frequencies of your soul\n\n  Then roll the izm, the inflater, I'm weeded\n  Like wearing a sweater, at the equator, I'm heated\n  But I flip a style like I flip a channel\n  Step up and test the skills, you can get my tes-ticules\n  Cuz hip-hop's been running through my veins ever since\n  So it wasn't hard for me to grab the mic and represent\n  Representing tormenting MC's craniums\n  Till they can't flow why cuz I'm draining em\n  Don't mean to be blunt but don't front\n  I'm doing it for the love so now I'm doing what I want\n  To do with my Channel Live crew so just listen\n  Dissing wack MC's and sparking up mad izm\n\n  All we do is spark mad izm ...\n"}]