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color flag can't hold my baggys sag\n  7 1 8 to omega\n\n  Black motion is ocean style\n  Slick in my ways since days of the classic\n  Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea\n\n  East born Beast candles on\n  Lovely all over the city\n  And your tape deck blasting\n  7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage\n\n  To the hip hop nation\n  To the mixtape crew\n  To the west coast\n  To the boogie down Bronx\n\n  I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan\n  And 5 elements posture take a B boy stance\n  With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin'\n  This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'\n\n  But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin'\n  Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'\n  Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto\n  This downtown flavor shines from many angles\n\n  Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious\n  The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious\n  Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional\n  Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional\n\n  Lyrical skills of the insect emotion\n  Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion\n  Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent\n  Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson\n\n  Stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far\n  'Cause the mind is inter stellar\n  Still pieced like that so have no fear\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n\n  To the queens everywhere\n  To the whole S I\n  To the lumpen mass\n  Don't forget about your peeps when ya\n\n  Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level\n  93 million miles above these devils\n  Play me in the winter, play me in the summer\n  Play me in the autumn, any order\n\n  You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water\n  Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters\n  We bouncing, moving within the truth circles\n  We played you made you change, strictly ought to\n\n  We stratify our wealth from 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Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'\n  Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto\n  This downtown flavor shines from many angles\n\n  Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious\n  The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious\n  Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional\n  Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional\n\n  Lyrical skills of the insect emotion\n  Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion\n  Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent\n  Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson\n\n  Stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far\n  'Cause the mind is inter stellar\n  Still pieced like that so have no fear\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n\n  To the queens everywhere\n  To the whole S I\n  To the lumpen mass\n  Don't forget about your peeps when ya\n\n  Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level\n  93 million miles above these devils\n  Play me in the winter, play me in the summer\n  Play me 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Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion\n  Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent\n  Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson\n\n  Stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far\n  'Cause the mind is inter stellar\n  Still pieced like that so have no fear\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n\n  To the queens everywhere\n  To the whole S I\n  To the lumpen mass\n  Don't forget about your peeps when ya\n\n  Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level\n  93 million miles above these devils\n  Play me in the winter, play me in the summer\n  Play me in the autumn, any order\n\n  You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water\n  Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters\n  We bouncing, moving within the truth circles\n  We played you made you change, strictly ought to\n\n  We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank\n  There's love amongst the ranks\n  Now I'm a 'bout to meet my homegirl 'cause we be alike\n  A alike, C alike, let's G 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leagues of black, so what's up\n  Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk\n  To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york\n  Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing\n  The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11\n  Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax\n  Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro\n  And my blood say bro, my clics say, \"Eh, yo!\"\n  Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol\n  To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua\n  The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers\n  Scott La Rock had 'em all, I gots the ball\n  And roll a little panthers through these project halls\n  The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag\n  7 1 8 to omega\n  Black motion is ocean style\n  Slick in my ways since days of the classic\n  Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea\n  East born Beast candles on\n  Lovely all over the city\n  And your tape deck blasting\n  7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage\n  To the hip hop nation\n  To the mix tape crew\n  To the west coast\n  To the boogie down Bronx\n  I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan\n  And 5 elements posture take a be boy stance\n  With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin'\n  This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'\n  But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin'\n  Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'\n  Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto\n  This downtown flavor shines from many angles\n  Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious\n  The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious\n  Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional\n  Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional\n  Lyrical skills of the insect emotion\n  Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion\n  Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent\n  Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson\n  Stressin' the fact that I'm solar guaranteed to go far\n  'Cause the mind is inter stellar\n  Still pieced like that so have no fear\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n  To the queens everywhere\n  To the whole S I\n  To the lumpen mass\n  Don't forget about your peeps when ya\n  Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level\n  93 million miles above these devils\n  Play me in the winter, play me in the summer\n  Play me in the autumn, any order\n  You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water\n  Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters\n  We bouncing, moving within the truth circles\n  We played you made you change,strictly ought to\n  We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank\n  There's love amongst the ranks\n  Now I'm a 'bout to meet my home girl 'cause we be alike\n  A alike, see alike, let's G alike\n  Jazzy Joyce\n  (On the wheels)\n  Jazzy Joyce\n  (No one's smoother)\n  Jazzy Joyce\n  (Phatter than a '94 land cruiser)\n  Where you from?\n  (The Bronx representin' like whatever, fly)\n  Cool are you slicker this year?\n  (Yea, watch)\n  Hit it\n  Hit it\n  Hit 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Uptown\n  To the universal fair\n  Old school MCs\n\n  I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n  Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair\n  And what 16 joints later still lounge\n  Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets\n\n  Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues\n  50, 000 leagues of black, so what's up\n  Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk\n  To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york\n\n  Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing\n  The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11\n  Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax\n  Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro\n\n  And my blood say bro, my clics say, \"Eh, yo!\"\n  Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol\n  To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua\n  The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers\n\n  Scott La Rock had emm all, I gots the ball\n  And roll a little panthers through these project halls\n  The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag\n  7 1 8 to omega\n\n  Black motion is ocean style\n  Slick in my 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199150\n- text: Play me in the autumn, any order\n  start_ms: 199150\n  end_ms: 201830\n- text: You want 'em I got 'em drippin' like water\n  start_ms: 201830\n  end_ms: 203940\n- text: Catch me at a hot spot with the dusk daughters\n  start_ms: 203940\n  end_ms: 206610\n- text: We bouncing, moving within the truth circles\n  start_ms: 206610\n  end_ms: 208990\n- text: We played you made you change, strictly ought to\n  start_ms: 208990\n  end_ms: 211840\n- text: We stratify our wealth from my looty in the bank\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 214190\n- text: There's love amongst the ranks\n  start_ms: 214190\n  end_ms: 215830\n- text: Now I'm a 'bout to meet my homegirl 'cause we be alike\n  start_ms: 215830\n  end_ms: 219290\n- text: A alike, C alike, let's G alike\n  start_ms: 219290\n  end_ms: 222220\n- text: Jazzy Joyce\n  start_ms: 222220\n  end_ms: 222960\n- text: (On the wheels)\n  start_ms: 222960\n  end_ms: 223760\n- text: Jazzy Joyce\n  start_ms: 223760\n  end_ms: 224170\n- 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year, I'm slicker this year\n  Myrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair\n  And what 16 joints later still lounge\n  Fresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets\n\n  Style is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues\n  50, 000 leagues of black, so what's up\n  Can we avenue slide player style ghetto walk\n  To the east and wild Crooklyn, New york\n\n  Creamy kid yo Smith and Wesson win a blessing\n  The angular slang blow spots, bang, 11\n  Hangin' like bats,'cause the 12 inch wax\n  Say scorpio and my hair say 'fro\n\n  And my blood say bro, my clics say, \"Eh, yo!\"\n  Make sparks from the barrel me tal pistol\n  To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua\n  The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers\n\n  Scott La Rock had emm all, I gots the ball\n  And roll a little panthers through these project halls\n  The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag\n  7 1 8 to omega\n\n  Black motion is ocean style\n  Slick in my ways since days of the classic\n  Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea\n\n  East born Beast candles on\n  Lovely all over the city\n  And your tape deck blasting\n  7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage\n\n  To the hip hop nation\n  To the mixtape crew\n  To the west coast\n  To the boogie down Bronx\n\n  I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan\n  And 5 elements posture take a B boy stance\n  With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin'\n  This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'\n\n  But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin'\n  Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'\n  Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto\n  This downtown flavor shines from many angles\n\n  Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious\n  The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious\n  Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional\n  Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional\n\n  Lyrical skills of the insect emotion\n  Coasting down Fulton with a bag of 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wheels)\n  Jazzy Joyce\n  (No one's smoother)\n  Jazzy Joyce\n  (Phatter than a '94 land cruiser)\n  Where you from?\n  (The Bronx representin' like whatever, fly)\n  Cool are you slicker this year?\n  (Yea, watch)\n\n  Hit it\n  Hit it\n  Hit it\n"},{"id":4536993,"name":"9th Wonder (Blackitolism) (Elaine Brown mix)","trackName":"9th Wonder (Blackitolism) (Elaine Brown mix)","artistName":"Digable Planets","albumName":"Kickin' Da Flava","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah yea\nWhole world\nMCs\nWhose slick?\n\nWe lounge stay phat notice our G limp\nA natural flair with our fresh ass hair\nStyle baggy out clouts slick\nCreamy and fresh east coast to west\n\nBrooklyn\nUptown\nTo the universal fair\nOld school MCs\n\nI'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\nMyrtle Ave A train got the pic in my hair\nAnd what 16 joints later still lounge\nFresh, from flatbush in my baggy booster gets\n\nStyle is tight ees bust the cami' fatigues\n50, 000 leagues 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barrel me tal pistol\n  To the depths I dive seems lunar like aqua\n  The cool blast mega we black we wild flowers\n\n  Scott La Rock had emm all, I gots the ball\n  And roll a little panthers through these project halls\n  The 3 color flag can't hold my baggys sag\n  7 1 8 to omega\n\n  Black motion is ocean style\n  Slick in my ways since days of the classic\n  Now glamour boys want to be triple phatted\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year, yea\n\n  East born Beast candles on\n  Lovely all over the city\n  And your tape deck blasting\n  7 hours and the phat fly sneakers and the camouflage\n\n  To the hip hop nation\n  To the mixtape crew\n  To the west coast\n  To the boogie down Bronx\n\n  I was raised in the ways of the Manchu Clan\n  And 5 elements posture take a B boy stance\n  With the gold front shinin', the baggy pants saggin'\n  This Brooklyn stylin' got the fly girls smilin'\n\n  But I'm climbin', findin' new ways of rhymin'\n  Not livin' like a star is strickly about survivin'\n  Divin', deep into the groove of the ghetto\n  This downtown flavor shines from many angles\n\n  Yes, the notorious, with rhymes so glorious\n  The Manchu Monkey over flunkies is victorious\n  Rappers be boring us with rhymes of conventional\n  Dazed and amazed when they hear the three dimensional\n\n  Lyrical skills of the insect emotion\n  Coasting down Fulton with a bag of magic potion\n  Now I'm rolling with the 7 and the crescent\n  Puffin' some expression, manifestin' today's lesson\n\n  Stressin the fact that I'm solar guarenteed to go far\n  'Cause the mind is inter stellar\n  Still pieced like that so have no fear\n  But I'm slicker this year, I'm slicker this year\n\n  To the queens everywhere\n  To the whole S I\n  To the lumpen mass\n  Don't forget about your peeps when ya\n\n  Now you see that I am 68 inches above sea level\n  93 million miles above these devils\n  Play me in the winter, play me in the summer\n  Play me in the autumn, any 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