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Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":30569357,"name":"View.","trackName":"View.","artistName":"DE LA SOUL","albumName":"Art Official Intelligence (Preview)","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View.\n  artist: DE LA SOUL\n  album: Art Official Intelligence (Preview)\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":32031845,"name":"View","trackName":"View","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Art Offical Intelligence: Mosaik Thump","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: 'Art Offical Intelligence: Mosaik Thump'\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":32071058,"name":"View","trackName":"View","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Art Official Intelligence_ Mosaic Thump","duration":29.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Art Official Intelligence_ Mosaic Thump\n  duration_ms: 29000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":21193521,"name":"view","trackName":"view","artistName":"de la soul","albumName":"art official intelligence","duration":259.575,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)\nGet it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)\nYo, we bout to get it (get it) get it (get it)\nGet it (get it) get on down (down) down (down)\nYo\n\nWe run it, hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n\nRahubaat, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod-body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this\nYou heard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\n\nClothes knit, stitched tight, related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire, you candle lit\nDaydreamin', on a rack\nGet bought worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\n\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well, get mail filled with\nChecks from sales we deliver\n\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com, we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic ass'll get swiped\nPast the limit see you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n\nWe run it, hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we, peepin' your view\n\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n\nLook ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin bread in four states\nMakin these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n\nYo I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout \"These niggas ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.C\nYou slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\n\nYo, soak up what you find-in\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparazz\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n\nWe run it, hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it, hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\n\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary bout this shit, it pays\nHitting Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this Art that's Official\nYour ears absorb this like tears, on a tissue\nCause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? 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Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay, that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company\n  You the sub in my D-I-vision\n  You don't know how\n"},{"id":24283452,"name":"View","trackName":"View","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump","duration":132.275667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: 'Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump'\n  duration_ms: 132276\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":24549110,"name":"View","trackName":"View","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump","duration":330.533531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: 'Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump'\n  duration_ms: 330534\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"},{"id":38850249,"name":"View","trackName":"View","artistName":"De la Soul","albumName":"Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump (48kHz/24bit)","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\nGet it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\nYo, we run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nRehoboth, you know my name\nI run my humbleness with fame\nGod body, nothin' plain\nWhile you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\nHeard this on day first\nWatch my man, he'll make it worse\nAin't no new click, we still Native\nClose-knit, stitched tight related\nThat's the way we handle it\nPin us up or mantle it\nWe on fire you candlelit\nDaydreamin' on a rack\nGet bought, worn and brought back\nWe sport rhyme thought real tight\nTo gain sizes much bigger\nLive life well\nGet mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\nSpend a little, make a little\nI want it big like white boy wallets\nCredit delivered, Fed-Excellent\nTo my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\nHornet, back her up, she too much on it\nYour plastic- get swiped\nPast the limit, see, you the type\nTo get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWhile we peepin' your view\nWe got they eyes on lock\nLet them flock to your wit while I spit after you\nLook, ma, I'm still rhymin'\nBaby boy still providin'\nBreakin' bread in four states\nMakin' these struggles get gone\nPrivate eyes, I see y'all spyin'\nYou watch while I clock\nFertilize my brain data\nMakin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\nYo, I may be old school\nBut I'm not no old fool\nHeard out your mouth words flee\n'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\nYou just barbershop talkin'\nWhile we 'round the world walkin'\nB, you ain't D.M.c.\nYou'll slip and fall on my ice\nNo lyin', straight shinin'\nI give you supper from my upper diamond\nYou got limbs so climb in\nYo, soak up what you findin'\nWe too pure for you to try\nYou sniffin' maybe's and if's\nAnd if \"if\" was a spliff\nMan, we'd all be high\nBut it's not, so sober up\nYou flashin' out like you paparaz'\nYou'll need to take a liver shot\nTo feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\nWe run it hot when we over the drums\nTo the top 'cause the bottom we're from\nWe got the drop on your weekend crew\n'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\nWhile we lettin' you know I'm in a\nCertified rhyme meadow for days\nIf you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\nHit it Willie Mays style out the park\nMastering in this art that's official\nYour ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\nDistinct like E-Double's lisp\nL.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\nGot it? Get a piece\nGot product that you all should own and not lease\nSome say drummers play synonymous with ill\nWith wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\nWe're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: View\n  artist: De la Soul\n  album: 'Art Official Intelligence: Mosaic Thump (48kHz/24bit)'\n  duration_ms: 235000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we 'bout to get it (get it), get it (get it)\n  Get it (get it), get on down (down), down (down)\n  Yo, we run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  Rehoboth, you know my name\n  I run my humbleness with fame\n  God body, nothin' plain\n  While you claimin' shepherd that you heard this, you\n  Heard this on day first\n  Watch my man, he'll make it worse\n  Ain't no new click, we still Native\n  Close-knit, stitched tight related\n  That's the way we handle it\n  Pin us up or mantle it\n  We on fire you candlelit\n  Daydreamin' on a rack\n  Get bought, worn and brought back\n  We sport rhyme thought real tight\n  To gain sizes much bigger\n  Live life well\n  Get mail filled with checks from sales we deliver\n  Spend a little, make a little\n  I want it big like white boy wallets\n  Credit delivered, Fed-Excellent\n  To my dot com we on the web like Charlotte's\n  Hornet, back her up, she too much on it\n  Your plastic- get swiped\n  Past the limit, see, you the type\n  To get yo' cosmetics smeared on pillows all night\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  While we peepin' your view\n  We got they eyes on lock\n  Let them flock to your wit while I spit after you\n  Look, ma, I'm still rhymin'\n  Baby boy still providin'\n  Breakin' bread in four states\n  Makin' these struggles get gone\n  Private eyes, I see y'all spyin'\n  You watch while I clock\n  Fertilize my brain data\n  Makin' accounts grow green like the front lawns\n  Yo, I may be old school\n  But I'm not no old fool\n  Heard out your mouth words flee\n  'Bout, \"These- ain't nice\"\n  You just barbershop talkin'\n  While we 'round the world walkin'\n  B, you ain't D.M.c.\n  You'll slip and fall on my ice\n  No lyin', straight shinin'\n  I give you supper from my upper diamond\n  You got limbs so climb in\n  Yo, soak up what you findin'\n  We too pure for you to try\n  You sniffin' maybe's and if's\n  And if \"if\" was a spliff\n  Man, we'd all be high\n  But it's not, so sober up\n  You flashin' out like you paparaz'\n  You'll need to take a liver shot\n  To feel the heat on how we runnin' it, yo\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we peepin' your view\n  We run it hot when we over the drums\n  To the top 'cause the bottom we're from\n  We got the drop on your weekend crew\n  'Cause you're full-time talkin' while we, while we, while we\n  While we lettin' you know I'm in a\n  Certified rhyme meadow for days\n  If you ask Mercenary 'bout this sh-, it pays\n  Hit it Willie Mays style out the park\n  Mastering in this art that's official\n  Your ears absorb this like tears on a tissue\n  'Cause my thoughts are dollar bill crisp\n  Distinct like E-Double's lisp\n  L.I. Alumni, wonder why I got it\n  Got it? Get a piece\n  Got product that you all should own and not lease\n  Some say drummers play synonymous with ill\n  With wordplay that keep us all paid like a bill\n  We're the parent company, you the sub in my D-I-vision\n"}]