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puzzle together, there's holes in your views of life\nOnly for sure thing is years, but you gotta fight\nKeep the wind to your right or hit the pen flying kites\n[Hook]\nLiving in a world no different from a cell [x4]\n[Verse 2: Kno]\nWalk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\nBackpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\nFour cornered blackboard makes you act bored\nNo use paying attention, now you facing suspension\nSo its back on the block and the calling you square\nTry to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\nClosed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\nAs you lay on a box spring and old mattress\nChoices blocked off, childhood gone\nJust future cubicles and retirement homes\nBut you can't see it happening, live savagely\nOnly thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\nSwallow Oxycontins to find solace\nYou need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\nBut the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\nAnd now that bullet ain't the only thing 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thing is years, but you gotta fight\n  Keep the wind to your right or hit the pen flying kites\n  [Hook]\n  Living in a world no different from a cell [x4]\n  [Verse 2: Kno]\n  Walk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\n  Backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\n  Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored\n  No use paying attention, now you facing suspension\n  So its back on the block and the calling you square\n  Try to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\n  Closed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\n  As you lay on a box spring and old mattress\n  Choices blocked off, childhood gone\n  Just future cubicles and retirement homes\n  But you can't see it happening, live savagely\n  Only thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\n  Swallow Oxycontins to find solace\n  You need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\n  But the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\n  And now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)\n  [Hook]\n  [Verse 3: Natti]\n  From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone\n  Or trapped in confession seeking blessing trying to atone\n  With no more casual pounds with the hand on the clock\n  Now locked in city block working Lucifers Lot\n  Down to box for success, is that true or is it not?\n  In ya room coping with stress\n  Smoking Kools from out that box\n  Shit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin, that shit ain't school\n  Cold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!\n  Now your case is on the docket to face a box of your peers\n  And them bars they trying to take you to\n  Won't nothing like Cheers\n  Just years upon years, till your last box is near\n  Without your participation incarceration ain't clear\n  If the plots you got are flagrant\n  It's best that you leave em vacant\n  Cause there's cells in your mind, that'll free you everytime\n  Even the tales thrown in these bars can't be confined\n  Just be patient, nothing in life is by design\n  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you gotta fight\nKeep the wind to your right or hit the pen flying kites\n[Hook]\nLiving in a world no different from a cell [x4]\n[Verse 2: Kno]\nWalk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\nBackpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\nFour cornered blackboard makes you act bored\nNo use paying attention, now you facing suspension\nSo its back on the block and the calling you square\nTry to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\nClosed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\nAs you lay on a box spring and old mattress\nChoices blocked off, childhood gone\nJust future cubicles and retirement homes\nBut you can't see it happening, live savagely\nOnly thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\nSwallow Oxycontins to find solace\nYou need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\nBut the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\nAnd now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)\n[Hook]\n[Verse 3: Natti]\nFrom a cellular phone to a cell on a phone\nOr trapped in confession seeking blessing trying to atone\nWith no more casual pounds with the hand on the clock\nNow locked in city block working Lucifers Lot\nDown to box for success, is that true or is it not?\nIn ya room coping with stress\nSmoking Kools from out that box\nShit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin, that shit ain't school\nCold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!\nNow your case is on the docket to face a box of your peers\nAnd them bars they trying to take you to\nWon't nothing like Cheers\nJust years upon years, till your last box is near\nWithout your participation incarceration ain't clear\nIf the plots you got are flagrant\nIt's best that you leave em vacant\nCause there's cells in your mind, that'll free you everytime\nEven the tales thrown in these bars can't be confined\nJust be patient, nothing in life is by design\n[Hook]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Brain Cell (Notion Remix)\n  artist: 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a world no different from a cell [x4]\n  [Verse 2: Kno]\n  Walk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\n  Backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\n  Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored\n  No use paying attention, now you facing suspension\n  So its back on the block and the calling you square\n  Try to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\n  Closed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\n  As you lay on a box spring and old mattress\n  Choices blocked off, childhood gone\n  Just future cubicles and retirement homes\n  But you can't see it happening, live savagely\n  Only thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\n  Swallow Oxycontins to find solace\n  You need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\n  But the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\n  And now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)\n  [Hook]\n  [Verse 3: Natti]\n  From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone\n  Or trapped in confession 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kites\n[Hook]\nLiving in a world no different from a cell [x4]\n[Verse 2: Kno]\nWalk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\nBackpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\nFour cornered blackboard makes you act bored\nNo use paying attention, now you facing suspension\nSo its back on the block and the calling you square\nTry to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\nClosed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\nAs you lay on a box spring and old mattress\nChoices blocked off, childhood gone\nJust future cubicles and retirement homes\nBut you can't see it happening, live savagely\nOnly thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\nSwallow Oxycontins to find solace\nYou need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\nBut the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\nAnd now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)\n[Hook]\n[Verse 3: Natti]\nFrom a cellular phone to a cell on a phone\nOr trapped in confession seeking blessing trying to atone\nWith no more casual pounds with the hand on the clock\nNow locked in city block working Lucifers Lot\nDown to box for success, is that true or is it not?\nIn ya room coping with stress\nSmoking Kools from out that box\nShit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin, that shit ain't school\nCold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!\nNow your case is on the docket to face a box of your peers\nAnd them bars they trying to take you to\nWon't nothing like Cheers\nJust years upon years, till your last box is near\nWithout your participation incarceration ain't clear\nIf the plots you got are flagrant\nIt's best that you leave em vacant\nCause there's cells in your mind, that'll free you everytime\nEven the tales thrown in these bars can't be confined\nJust be patient, nothing in life is by design\n[Hook]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: BRAIN CELL (NOTION REMIX)\n  artist: CUNNINLYNGUISTS\n  album: A PIECE OF STRANGE (10TH ANNIVERSARY 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[x4]\n  [Verse 2: Kno]\n  Walk up the rectangle steps, take a seat on the bus\n  Backpack, pack that sack meal for your lunch\n  Four cornered blackboard makes you act bored\n  No use paying attention, now you facing suspension\n  So its back on the block and the calling you square\n  Try to get the label off but you're glued to the cable box\n  Closed Caption clothes and fashion, so attractive\n  As you lay on a box spring and old mattress\n  Choices blocked off, childhood gone\n  Just future cubicles and retirement homes\n  But you can't see it happening, live savagely\n  Only thing you put passion in is Zig-Zag packaging\n  Swallow Oxycontins to find solace\n  You need a fix so you hit some blockhead for his wallet\n  But the gun jams and the cops come to take ya\n  And now that bullet ain't the only thing thats caught up in a chamber (chamber)\n  [Hook]\n  [Verse 3: Natti]\n  From a cellular phone to a cell on a phone\n  Or trapped in confession seeking blessing trying to atone\n  With no more casual pounds with the hand on the clock\n  Now locked in city block working Lucifers Lot\n  Down to box for success, is that true or is it not?\n  In ya room coping with stress\n  Smoking Kools from out that box\n  Shit ain't cool, in detention no flinchin, that shit ain't school\n  Cold sell for a quick sale, but April Fool!\n  Now your case is on the docket to face a box of your peers\n  And them bars they trying to take you to\n  Won't nothing like Cheers\n  Just years upon years, till your last box is near\n  Without your participation incarceration ain't clear\n  If the plots you got are flagrant\n  It's best that you leave em vacant\n  Cause there's cells in your mind, that'll free you everytime\n  Even the tales thrown in these bars can't be confined\n  Just be patient, nothing in life is by design\n  [Hook]\n"},{"id":282569,"name":"Brain Cell (Notion remix)","trackName":"Brain Cell (Notion remix)","artistName":"CunninLynguists feat. 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