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Don't answer me yield. (yup)\nThis is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\nAin't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\nHis in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\nHard times, baby daddy grinds to support\nHis mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\nFor short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\nBaby is like a year and a half now and speaking\nMore than I can say about that man with his child\nThey can't even come face to face and share smiles\nRaining pure pain on her life by staying distant\nLike she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\nBlatant mentions about family blood won't leave\nLove's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n\"old fashioned\"\nToo ever set in his ways to ever relate\nIf he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\nThen, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\nLove conquers all? shit. 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Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n  This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n  Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n  His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n  Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support\n  His mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\n  For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n  Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n  More than I can say about that man with his child\n  They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n  Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n  Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n  Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n  Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n  \"old fashioned\"\n  Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n  If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n  Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n  Love conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\n  Old fashioned people they never know why Old fashioned\n\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark, walls blocking all that light\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark\n\n  Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\n  Stuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\n  Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\n  Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\n  And even though nobody's life is ever perfect\n  You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\n  Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\n  Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\n  People who pimp children are really raping religion\n  The matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n  But now the technology follows me solemnly\n  Building the future laws to my philosophy\n  Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\n  Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas\n  Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous\n  I survived disease and political crisis\n  By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\n  And now I live vicariously through my kids\n  Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\n  Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n  I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\n  Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\n  But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\n  The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\n"},{"id":24415045,"name":"Never Know Why (Live)","trackName":"Never Know Why (Live)","artistName":"CunninLynguists","albumName":"A Piece of Strange Live In NYC 2009","duration":143.396621,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\nCause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be\nDiluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\nThat they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\nSaid he could almost no longer stand the breath\nFrom this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\nSo what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\nThis is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\nAin't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\nHis in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\nHard times, baby daddy grinds to support\nHis mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\nFor short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\nBaby is like a year and a half now and speaking\nMore than I can say about that man with his child\nThey can't even come face to face and share smiles\nRaining pure pain on her life by staying distant\nLike she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\nBlatant mentions about family blood won't leave\nLove's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n\"old fashioned\"\nToo ever set in his ways to ever relate\nIf he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\nThen, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\nLove conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why Old fashioned\n\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, walls blocking all that light\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark\n\nLooking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\nStuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\nNiggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\nParts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\nAnd even though nobody's life is ever perfect\nYou start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\nPondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\nDreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\nPeople who pimp children are really raping religion\nThe matrix is fiction placed in a vision\nBut now the technology follows me solemnly\nBuilding the future laws to my philosophy\nAlzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\nNot even the golden arthritis of king Midas\nCould buy comfort and peace for the righteous\nI survived disease and political crisis\nBy backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\nAnd now I live vicariously through my kids\nLike people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\nFighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\nI slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\nLeaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\nBut just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\nThe sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Never Know Why (Live)\n  artist: CunninLynguists\n  album: A Piece of Strange Live In NYC 2009\n  duration_ms: 143397\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\n  Cause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be\n  Diluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\n  That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\n  Said he could almost no longer stand the breath\n  From this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\n  So what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n  This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n  Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n  His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n  Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support\n  His mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\n  For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n  Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n  More than I can say about that man with his child\n  They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n  Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n  Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n  Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n  Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n  \"old fashioned\"\n  Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n  If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n  Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n  Love conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\n  Old fashioned people they never know why Old fashioned\n\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark, walls blocking all that light\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark\n\n  Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\n  Stuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\n  Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\n  Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\n  And even though nobody's life is ever perfect\n  You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\n  Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\n  Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\n  People who pimp children are really raping religion\n  The matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n  But now the technology follows me solemnly\n  Building the future laws to my philosophy\n  Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\n  Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas\n  Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous\n  I survived disease and political crisis\n  By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\n  And now I live vicariously through my kids\n  Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\n  Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n  I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\n  Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\n  But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\n  The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\n"},{"id":23221604,"name":"Never Know Why (live)","trackName":"Never Know Why (live)","artistName":"CunninLynguists","albumName":"A Piece of Strange (10th Anniversary Edition)","duration":143.4,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\nCause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be\nDiluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\nThat they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\nSaid he could almost no longer stand the breath\nFrom this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\nSo what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\nThis is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\nAin't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\nHis in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\nHard times, baby daddy grinds to support\nHis mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\nFor short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\nBaby is like a year and a half now and speaking\nMore than I can say about that man with his child\nThey can't even come face to face and share smiles\nRaining pure pain on her life by staying distant\nLike she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\nBlatant mentions about family blood won't leave\nLove's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n\"old fashioned\"\nToo ever set in his ways to ever relate\nIf he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\nThen, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\nLove conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why Old fashioned\n\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, walls blocking all that light\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark\n\nLooking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\nStuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\nNiggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\nParts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\nAnd even though nobody's life is ever perfect\nYou start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\nPondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\nDreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\nPeople who pimp children are really raping religion\nThe matrix is fiction placed in a vision\nBut now the technology follows me solemnly\nBuilding the future laws to my philosophy\nAlzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\nNot even the golden arthritis of king Midas\nCould buy comfort and peace for the righteous\nI survived disease and political crisis\nBy backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\nAnd now I live vicariously through my kids\nLike people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\nFighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\nI slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\nLeaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\nBut just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\nThe sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Never Know Why (live)\n  artist: CunninLynguists\n  album: A Piece of Strange (10th Anniversary Edition)\n  duration_ms: 143400\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\n  Cause his granddaughter's different than she suppose to be\n  Diluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\n  That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\n  Said he could almost no longer stand the breath\n  From this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\n  So what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n  This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n  Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n  His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n  Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support\n  His mother and a few other friends privately in her fort\n  For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n  Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n  More than I can say about that man with his child\n  They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n  Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n  Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n  Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n  Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n  \"old fashioned\"\n  Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n  If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n  Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n  Love conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\n  Old fashioned people they never know why Old fashioned\n\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark, walls blocking all that light\n  Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n  Never taking a second to look at life\n  Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n  In the dark\n\n  Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\n  Stuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\n  Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\n  Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\n  And even though nobody's life is ever perfect\n  You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\n  Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\n  Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\n  People who pimp children are really raping religion\n  The matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n  But now the technology follows me solemnly\n  Building the future laws to my philosophy\n  Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\n  Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas\n  Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous\n  I survived disease and political crisis\n  By backstabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\n  And now I live vicariously through my kids\n  Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\n  Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n  I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\n  Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\n  But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\n  The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\n"},{"id":19108475,"name":"Never Know Why feat. Immortal","trackName":"Never Know Why feat. Immortal","artistName":"Cunninlynguists","albumName":"A Piece of Strange","duration":231.993469,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\nCause his granddaughter's different than She suppose to be\nDiluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\nThat they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\nSaid he could almost no longer stand the breath\nFrom this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\nSo what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\nThis is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\nAin't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\nHis in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n\nHard times, baby daddy grinds to support His mother\nAnd a few other friends privately in her fort\nFor short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\nBaby is like a year and a half now and speaking\nMore than I can say about that man with his child\nThey can't even come face to face and share smiles\nRaining pure pain on her life by staying distant\nLike she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n\nBlatant mentions about family blood won't leave\nLove's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n\"Old fashioned\"\nToo ever set in his ways to ever relate\nIf he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\nThen, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\nLove conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\n\nOld fashioned, most don't even know why they believe\nWhat they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, walls blocking all that light\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, yeah\n\nLooking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\nStuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\nNiggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\nParts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\nAnd even though nobody's life is ever perfect\nYou start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\nPondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\nDreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\nPeople who pimp children are really raping religion\nThe matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n\nBut now the technology follows me solemnly\nBuilding the future laws to my philosophy\nAlzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\nNot even the golden arthritis of king Midas\nCould buy comfort and peace for the righteous\nI survived disease and political crisis\nBy back stabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\nAnd now I live vicariously through my kids\nLike people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\nFighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n\nI slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\nLeaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\nBut just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\nThe sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\nYeah niga\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nWorld is changing day to day\nWho so fast to live it in another time","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.43] Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\n[00:30.10] Cause his granddaughter's different than She suppose to be\n[00:32.94] Diluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\n[00:35.40] That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\n[00:38.12] Said he could almost no longer stand the breath\n[00:40.53] From this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\n[00:43.44] So what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n[00:46.14] This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n[00:48.81] Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n[00:51.56] His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n[00:54.48] Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support His mother\n[00:57.36] And a few other friends privately in her fort\n[00:59.59] For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n[01:02.47] Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n[01:05.35] More than I can say about that man with his child\n[01:07.58] They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n[01:10.54] Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n[01:12.92] Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n[01:15.82] Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n[01:18.38] Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n[01:20.67] \"Old fashioned\"\n[01:21.44] Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n[01:23.56] If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n[01:26.25] Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n[01:28.84] Love conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n[01:31.30] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[01:36.69] \n[01:41.96] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[01:47.38] \n[01:52.61] Old fashioned, most don't even know why they believe\n[01:54.87] What they believe, man\n[01:55.93] Never taking a second to look at life\n[01:58.28] Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n[02:01.41] In the dark, walls blocking all that light\n[02:03.94] Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n[02:06.62] Never taking a second to look at life\n[02:08.91] Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n[02:11.96] In the dark, yeah\n[02:14.36] Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\n[02:16.75] Stuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\n[02:19.61] Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\n[02:22.07] Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\n[02:24.92] And even though nobody's life is ever perfect\n[02:27.50] You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\n[02:30.23] Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\n[02:32.72] Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\n[02:35.47] People who pimp children are really raping religion\n[02:38.19] The matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n[02:40.00] But now the technology follows me solemnly\n[02:43.41] Building the future laws to my philosophy\n[02:46.12] Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\n[02:48.72] Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas\n[02:51.00] Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous\n[02:53.09] I survived disease and political crisis\n[02:55.66] By back stabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\n[02:58.26] And now I live vicariously through my kids\n[03:00.74] Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\n[03:03.61] Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n[03:06.17] I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\n[03:08.71] Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\n[03:11.12] But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\n[03:14.14] The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\n[03:17.24] Yeah niga\n[03:17.81] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:23.38] \n[03:28.65] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:34.07] \n[03:39.28] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:45.23] World is changing day to day\n[03:47.86] Who so fast to live it in another time\n[03:50.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Never Know Why feat. 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I'd say that areas grey\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\n\nOld fashioned, most don't even know why they believe\nWhat they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, walls blocking all that light\nMost don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\nNever taking a second to look at life\nBad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\nIn the dark, yeah\n\nLooking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\nStuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\nNiggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\nParts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\nAnd even though nobody's life is ever perfect\nYou start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\nPondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\nDreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\nPeople who pimp children are really raping religion\nThe matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n\nBut now the technology follows me solemnly\nBuilding the future laws to my philosophy\nAlzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\nNot even the golden arthritis of king Midas\nCould buy comfort and peace for the righteous\nI survived disease and political crisis\nBy back stabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\nAnd now I live vicariously through my kids\nLike people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\nFighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n\nI slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\nLeaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\nBut just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\nThe sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\nYeah niga\n\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nOld fashioned people they never know why\nWorld is changing day to day\nWho so fast to live it in another time","syncedLyrics":"[00:27.43] Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\n[00:30.10] Cause his granddaughter's different than She suppose to be\n[00:32.94] Diluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\n[00:35.40] That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\n[00:38.12] Said he could almost no longer stand the breath\n[00:40.53] From this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\n[00:43.44] So what's next? Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n[00:46.14] This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n[00:48.81] Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n[00:51.56] His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n[00:54.48] Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support His mother\n[00:57.36] And a few other friends privately in her fort\n[00:59.59] For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n[01:02.47] Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n[01:05.35] More than I can say about that man with his child\n[01:07.58] They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n[01:10.54] Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n[01:12.92] Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n[01:15.82] Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n[01:18.38] Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n[01:20.67] \"Old fashioned\"\n[01:21.44] Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n[01:23.56] If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n[01:26.25] Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n[01:28.84] Love conquers all? shit. I'd say that areas grey\n[01:31.30] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[01:36.69] \n[01:41.96] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[01:47.38] \n[01:52.61] Old fashioned, most don't even know why they believe\n[01:54.87] What they believe, man\n[01:55.93] Never taking a second to look at life\n[01:58.28] Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n[02:01.41] In the dark, walls blocking all that light\n[02:03.94] Most don't even know why they believe what they believe, man\n[02:06.62] Never taking a second to look at life\n[02:08.91] Bad water in our seeds, y'all, still growing weeds, dawg\n[02:11.96] In the dark, yeah\n[02:14.36] Looking at life in retrospect it's hard to regret\n[02:16.75] Stuck in your ways cause hatred is hard to forget\n[02:19.61] Niggas talk all religious trying to barter with death\n[02:22.07] Parts of the flesh wrinkle up while you start to reflect\n[02:24.92] And even though nobody's life is ever perfect\n[02:27.50] You start to wonder if all the pain was really worth is\n[02:30.23] Pondering the purpose of living, the curse that was given\n[02:32.72] Dreaming about freedom and escaping the prison\n[02:35.47] People who pimp children are really raping religion\n[02:38.19] The matrix is fiction placed in a vision\n[02:40.00] But now the technology follows me solemnly\n[02:43.41] Building the future laws to my philosophy\n[02:46.12] Alzheimer's cutting through like a lobotomy\n[02:48.72] Not even the golden arthritis of king Midas\n[02:51.00] Could buy comfort and peace for the righteous\n[02:53.09] I survived disease and political crisis\n[02:55.66] By back stabbing gnomes that are now lifeless\n[02:58.26] And now I live vicariously through my kids\n[03:00.74] Like people who love the sport, but can't play for shit\n[03:03.61] Fighting glaucoma, front the cops taking a hit\n[03:06.17] I slip into a coma, roaming over the planet\n[03:08.71] Leaving the gold and the granite, the old and the famished\n[03:11.12] But just before I vanish as I think I'm at the end\n[03:14.14] The sun becomes the light of my birth and I live again\n[03:17.24] Yeah niga\n[03:17.81] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:23.38] \n[03:28.65] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:34.07] \n[03:39.28] Old fashioned people they never know why\n[03:45.23] World is changing day to day\n[03:47.86] Who so fast to live it in another time\n[03:50.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Never Know Why (featuring Immo\n  artist: Cunninlynguists\n  album: A Piece Of Strange\n  duration_ms: 231993\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Put her out in the cold, didn't want her close to he\n  start_ms: 27430\n  end_ms: 30100\n- text: Cause his granddaughter's different than She suppose to be\n  start_ms: 30100\n  end_ms: 32940\n- text: Diluted her genes, it stopped the music it seemed\n  start_ms: 32940\n  end_ms: 35400\n- text: That they'd only seen polluted stream, and that wasn't clean\n  start_ms: 35400\n  end_ms: 38120\n- text: Said he could almost no longer stand the breath\n  start_ms: 38120\n  end_ms: 40530\n- text: From this pure horror, more worse than Amittyville\n  start_ms: 40530\n  end_ms: 43440\n- text: So what's next? 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Don't answer me yield. (yup)\n  This is a normal occurrence, not something randomly real\n  Ain't even allowed visits over a child's pigment\n  His in-crowd ignant, a situation \"wow!\" isn't it?\n\n  Hard times, baby daddy grinds to support His mother\n  And a few other friends privately in her fort\n  For short stays, ya know? but more aid was needed\n  Baby is like a year and a half now and speaking\n  More than I can say about that man with his child\n  They can't even come face to face and share smiles\n  Raining pure pain on her life by staying distant\n  Like she spawned a fucking anti-Christ or a Satan infant\n\n  Blatant mentions about family blood won't leave\n  Love's her deeply, but evil sends it's opposite feed\n  \"Old fashioned\"\n  Too ever set in his ways to ever relate\n  If he could just set it aside, there'd be heaven to pay\n  Then, weathered and aged time swept him to grave\n  Love conquers all? shit. 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