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Okay, I already lost ya\nDuke Ellington in the Uber ride\nRidin by my old high school now I school the high\nDeeper than a scuba dive\nWho am I? I-I-I-I just believe\nThat actions define you\nSo let me remind you\nThe time to hesitate is already behind you\nSo I stay scratchin off my bucket-list\nI'm in love with this, so unconditio\nIt's no competitio, when it comes to this\nIt's no compass, I go my own way\nRebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant\nNever forget, I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity\nI will not play the minor keys like the majority\nI will not, let authority ignore me\nI'm moving forward, for the ones who march before me\nAll power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour\n\nOrigami with the raw paper never twisted poorly\n\nOrder me more me, see me in your city\nNo fans, got friends show respect with a zippy\nCame through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun\nBut she call me that hippy\n\nYo\nI'm the dog that you always see the cat chase\nVegas, we finally in the rap race\nWho want it with the boy, give it 100 with the boy\nNiggas get destroyed thinkin' I ain't that great\nSo I'm smokin' as I'm fillin' up the ashtray\nPlottin' on my next move\nSwagged out like a Neptune, turnt the fuck up\nPissin' out Henny out my dick in the restroom\nMy New Year's resolution is deuces\nI guess I'm only human\nWhat would you do if you're seein' your dreams\nAs zoomed in, I mean represent and tuned in\nAnd uh. 'gain, I heard they want to box me in\nAnd feed me lies and cop new trends, I ain't with it\nOf course I'ma try new shit with these writtens\nBut I ain't finna slave the fans that don't get it\nAs I twist these rhymes and I flip these words\nOne day you might get your turn\nWell let it resonate, I'm too clutch, I don't hesitate\nSo if you light it then it will be burned\nFlick the flame and light the raw, fight the cause\nOr don't fight at all, y'all ain't no better than the law\nWillie Lynch wrote a letter for the job\nBut we blinded, so I just kill 'em with kindness\nYeah look LV's finest, I'm timeless\nBut y'all don't even feel me though\nI ain't tryin' to get a head start, find the kind of hard\nNiggas hit the top of the charts and still be broke\nWait, you tell me they was waitin' on a break\nI reload every time I let the sound off\nDrop a mixtape and hit every state\nNow the only way I'll have downfall is if the ground fall\nYa bitch","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.98] Yeah\n[00:08.65] Shouts to RAW Papers\n[00:12.29] I'm rollin' up as we speak\n[00:15.32] Hold up nigga, what's your angle\n[00:20.88] Nah man, we don't fuck with lame-o's\n[00:22.63] My niggas old school like Fila jumpsuits, 4 finger gold rings and kangals\n[00:27.18] You niggas look sus like tongue rings\n[00:28.95] Color contacts, hard tatts, and rainbows\n[00:30.53] I'm everywhere that you can't go\n[00:32.87] Sorry but, that's how the game go\n[00:34.68] Hey bro, lay low, say yo\n[00:37.35] For the right peso\n[00:38.27] Niggas on payroll really gon' spray though\n[00:40.06] Trade your fitted cap for a halo, god bless\n[00:42.75] Ahh yes, niggas don't want no contest, we complex\n[00:46.86] 20 niggas outside your complex, if you want flex\n[00:50.02] I'm leanin' in my whip\n[00:52.29] Don't pass no lean, I don't need no sip\n[00:54.03] I'm lookin' as clean as clean can get\n[00:56.35] She starin' at me, better get your bitch\n[00:58.14] Been in corners evading traffic\n[00:59.98] Slapping bass all in these streets\n[01:01.73] Got that A$AP on repeat\n[01:04.02] You still got A-Traks in your jeep?\n[01:06.24] Used to rock a wave cap when I sleep when I sleep, nah these dreads swangin'\n[01:09.80] Sex so wild, we be messin' up the bed frame and\n[01:13.98] Sex so wild, she be leavin' with her leg shakin'\n[01:18.07] My man Scrilla on this beat we keep your heads bangin'\n[01:21.62] It's like\n[01:25.73] They say I can take the world if only I would desire it\n[01:28.82] I'm standin' on the burial ground of the Leviathan\n[01:30.71] They're finally denyin' my birth right and my blood line\n[01:32.59] Flood guys, general minds, other than drugs [?]\n[01:34.71] Flippin' white, put a nigga to sleep like Nick at night\n[01:36.13] Pick advice, I stick with it, I get-get it\n[01:37.97] I slip into the pussy, I'm slick like liquid is\n[01:40.75] My dick did it, Damage a critical hit\n[01:42.52] Quidditch ain't the only time you'll see me out in the field\n[01:44.32] I need potions, my HP low\n[01:46.28] Game of Thrones ain't only on HBO\n[01:48.09] Crash for the crown, cut me, acid in my blood stream\n[01:50.70] Steam clean blood stains out of my jeans\n[01:53.93] Bling bling, I'm the king and I'm rockin' with that\n[01:58.46] And we rockin' with RAW\n[02:05.66] H-I double P-Y, you could probably see why\n[02:08.40] I'm out the seventies, heavenly sorta divine\n[02:10.13] When I put the letters together the stars realign\n[02:12.98] And I shoot 'em down *POP POP* with a peace sign\n[02:14.28] Living like a rasta, hair like pasta\n[02:16.06] Wanna talk style? Okay, I already lost ya\n[02:17.83] Duke Ellington in the Uber ride\n[02:19.63] Ridin by my old high school now I school the high\n[02:21.94] Deeper than a scuba dive\n[02:22.87] Who am I? I-I-I-I just believe\n[02:25.15] That actions define you\n[02:26.49] So let me remind you\n[02:27.88] The time to hesitate is already behind you\n[02:29.64] So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list\n[02:31.46] I'm in love with this, so unconditio\n[02:33.20] It's no competitio, when it comes to this\n[02:35.07] It's no compass, I go my own way\n[02:36.89] Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant\n[02:38.62] Never forget, I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity\n[02:42.87] I will not play the minor keys like the majority\n[02:46.00] I will not, let authority ignore me\n[02:48.25] I'm moving forward, for the ones who march before me\n[02:50.54] All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour\n[02:52.35] Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly\n[02:54.67] Order me more me, see me in your city\n[02:56.47] No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy\n[02:59.14] Came through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun\n[03:01.47] But she call me that hippy\n[03:06.37] Yo\n[03:09.98] I'm the dog that you always see the cat chase\n[03:12.63] Vegas, we finally in the rap race\n[03:14.53] Who want it with the boy, give it 100 with the boy\n[03:16.38] Niggas get destroyed thinkin' I ain't that great\n[03:18.56] So I'm smokin' as I'm fillin' up the ashtray\n[03:20.32] Plottin' on my next move\n[03:22.17] Swagged out like a Neptune, turnt the fuck up\n[03:24.42] Pissin' out Henny out my dick in the restroom\n[03:26.76] My New Year's resolution is deuces\n[03:28.50] I guess I'm only human\n[03:30.37] What would you do if you're seein' your dreams\n[03:31.63] As zoomed in, I mean represent and tuned in\n[03:33.46] And uh. 'gain, I heard they want to box me in\n[03:36.16] And feed me lies and cop new trends, I ain't with it\n[03:38.91] Of course I'ma try new shit with these writtens\n[03:40.29] But I ain't finna slave the fans that don't get it\n[03:42.53] As I twist these rhymes and I flip these words\n[03:44.82] One day you might get your turn\n[03:46.67] Well let it resonate, I'm too clutch, I don't hesitate\n[03:48.82] So if you light it then it will be burned\n[03:50.23] Flick the flame and light the raw, fight the cause\n[03:52.54] Or don't fight at all, y'all ain't no better than the law\n[03:54.33] Willie Lynch wrote a letter for the job\n[03:57.09] But we blinded, so I just kill 'em with kindness\n[03:59.39] Yeah look LV's finest, I'm timeless\n[04:01.19] But y'all don't even feel me though\n[04:02.46] I ain't tryin' to get a head start, find the kind of hard\n[04:04.26] Niggas hit the top of the charts and still be broke\n[04:06.53] Wait, you tell me they was waitin' on a break\n[04:08.84] I 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I-I-I-I just believe\n  start_ms: 142870\n  end_ms: 145150\n- text: That actions define you\n  start_ms: 145150\n  end_ms: 146490\n- text: So let me remind you\n  start_ms: 146490\n  end_ms: 147880\n- text: The time to hesitate is already behind you\n  start_ms: 147880\n  end_ms: 149640\n- text: So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list\n  start_ms: 149640\n  end_ms: 151460\n- text: I'm in love with this, so unconditio\n  start_ms: 151460\n  end_ms: 153200\n- text: It's no competitio, when it comes to this\n  start_ms: 153200\n  end_ms: 155070\n- text: It's no compass, I go my own way\n  start_ms: 155070\n  end_ms: 156890\n- text: Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant\n  start_ms: 156890\n  end_ms: 158620\n- text: Never forget, I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity\n  start_ms: 158620\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: I will not play the minor keys like the majority\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 166000\n- text: I will not, let authority ignore me\n  start_ms: 166000\n  end_ms: 168250\n- text: I'm moving forward, for the ones who march before me\n  start_ms: 168250\n  end_ms: 170540\n- text: All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour\n  start_ms: 170540\n  end_ms: 172350\n- text: Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly\n  start_ms: 172350\n  end_ms: 174670\n- text: Order me more me, see me in your city\n  start_ms: 174670\n  end_ms: 176470\n- text: No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy\n  start_ms: 176470\n  end_ms: 179140\n- text: Came through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun\n  start_ms: 179140\n  end_ms: 181470\n- text: But she call me that hippy\n  start_ms: 181470\n  end_ms: 186370\n- text: Yo\n  start_ms: 186370\n  end_ms: 189980\n- text: I'm the dog that you always see the cat chase\n  start_ms: 189980\n  end_ms: 192630\n- text: Vegas, we finally in the rap race\n  start_ms: 192630\n  end_ms: 194530\n- text: Who want it with the boy, give it 100 with the boy\n  start_ms: 194530\n  end_ms: 196380\n- text: Niggas get destroyed thinkin' I ain't that great\n  start_ms: 196380\n  end_ms: 198560\n- text: So I'm smokin' as I'm fillin' up the ashtray\n  start_ms: 198560\n  end_ms: 200320\n- text: Plottin' on my next move\n  start_ms: 200320\n  end_ms: 202170\n- text: Swagged out like a Neptune, turnt the fuck up\n  start_ms: 202170\n  end_ms: 204420\n- text: Pissin' out Henny out my dick in the restroom\n  start_ms: 204420\n  end_ms: 206760\n- text: My New Year's resolution is deuces\n  start_ms: 206760\n  end_ms: 208500\n- text: I guess I'm only human\n  start_ms: 208500\n  end_ms: 210370\n- text: What would you do if you're seein' your dreams\n  start_ms: 210370\n  end_ms: 211630\n- text: As zoomed in, I mean represent and tuned in\n  start_ms: 211630\n  end_ms: 213460\n- text: And uh. 'gain, I heard they want to box me in\n  start_ms: 213460\n  end_ms: 216160\n- text: And feed me lies and cop new trends, I ain't with it\n  start_ms: 216160\n  end_ms: 218910\n- text: Of course I'ma try new shit with these writtens\n  start_ms: 218910\n  end_ms: 220290\n- text: But I ain't finna slave the fans that don't get it\n  start_ms: 220290\n  end_ms: 222530\n- text: As I twist these rhymes and I flip these words\n  start_ms: 222530\n  end_ms: 224820\n- text: One day you might get your turn\n  start_ms: 224820\n  end_ms: 226670\n- text: Well let it resonate, I'm too clutch, I don't hesitate\n  start_ms: 226670\n  end_ms: 228820\n- text: So if you light it then it will be burned\n  start_ms: 228820\n  end_ms: 230230\n- text: Flick the flame and light the raw, fight the cause\n  start_ms: 230230\n  end_ms: 232540\n- text: Or don't fight at all, y'all ain't no better than the law\n  start_ms: 232540\n  end_ms: 234330\n- text: Willie Lynch wrote a letter for the job\n  start_ms: 234330\n  end_ms: 237090\n- text: But we blinded, so I just kill 'em with kindness\n  start_ms: 237090\n  end_ms: 239390\n- text: Yeah look LV's finest, I'm timeless\n  start_ms: 239390\n  end_ms: 241190\n- text: But y'all don't even feel me though\n  start_ms: 241190\n  end_ms: 242460\n- text: I ain't tryin' to get a head start, find the kind of hard\n  start_ms: 242460\n  end_ms: 244260\n- text: Niggas hit the top of the charts and still be broke\n  start_ms: 244260\n  end_ms: 246530\n- text: Wait, you tell me they was waitin' on a break\n  start_ms: 246530\n  end_ms: 248840\n- text: I reload every time I let the sound off\n  start_ms: 248840\n  end_ms: 251040\n- text: Drop a mixtape and hit every state\n  start_ms: 251040\n  end_ms: 252420\n- text: Now the only way I'll have downfall is if the ground fall\n  start_ms: 252420\n  end_ms: 254770\n- text: Ya bitch\n  start_ms: 254770\n  end_ms: 259280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 259280\nplain: |-\n  Yeah\n  Shouts to RAW Papers\n  I'm rollin' up as we speak\n  Hold up nigga, what's your angle\n  Nah man, we don't fuck with lame-o's\n  My niggas old school like Fila jumpsuits, 4 finger gold rings and kangals\n  You niggas look sus like tongue rings\n  Color contacts, hard tatts, and rainbows\n  I'm everywhere that you can't go\n  Sorry but, that's how the game go\n  Hey bro, lay low, say yo\n  For the right peso\n  Niggas on payroll really gon' spray though\n  Trade your fitted cap for a halo, god bless\n  Ahh yes, niggas don't want no contest, we complex\n  20 niggas outside your complex, if you want flex\n  I'm leanin' in my whip\n  Don't pass no lean, I don't need no sip\n  I'm lookin' as clean as clean can get\n  She starin' at me, better get your bitch\n  Been in corners evading traffic\n  Slapping bass all in these streets\n  Got that A$AP on repeat\n  You still got A-Traks in your jeep?\n  Used to rock a wave cap when I sleep when I sleep, nah these dreads swangin'\n  Sex so wild, we be messin' up the bed frame and\n  Sex so wild, she be leavin' with her leg shakin'\n  My man Scrilla on this beat we keep your heads bangin'\n  It's like\n\n  They say I can take the world if only I would desire it\n  I'm standin' on the burial ground of the Leviathan\n  They're finally denyin' my birth right and my blood line\n  Flood guys, general minds, other than drugs [?]\n  Flippin' white, put a nigga to sleep like Nick at night\n  Pick advice, I stick with it, I get-get it\n  I slip into the pussy, I'm slick like liquid is\n  My dick did it, Damage a critical hit\n  Quidditch ain't the only time you'll see me out in the field\n  I need potions, my HP low\n  Game of Thrones ain't only on HBO\n  Crash for the crown, cut me, acid in my blood stream\n  Steam clean blood stains out of my jeans\n\n  Bling bling, I'm the king and I'm rockin' with that\n  And we rockin' with RAW\n\n  H-I double P-Y, you could probably see why\n  I'm out the seventies, heavenly sorta divine\n  When I put the letters together the stars realign\n  And I shoot 'em down *POP POP* with a peace sign\n  Living like a rasta, hair like pasta\n  Wanna talk style? Okay, I already lost ya\n  Duke Ellington in the Uber ride\n  Ridin by my old high school now I school the high\n  Deeper than a scuba dive\n  Who am I? I-I-I-I just believe\n  That actions define you\n  So let me remind you\n  The time to hesitate is already behind you\n  So I stay scratchin off my bucket-list\n  I'm in love with this, so unconditio\n  It's no competitio, when it comes to this\n  It's no compass, I go my own way\n  Rebel to the revelent, mind of an elephant\n  Never forget, I will not drown in the rising tide of conformity\n  I will not play the minor keys like the majority\n  I will not, let authority ignore me\n  I'm moving forward, for the ones who march before me\n  All power to the flower, burning chocolate by the hour\n\n  Origami with the raw paper never twisted poorly\n\n  Order me more me, see me in your city\n  No fans, got friends show respect with a zippy\n  Came through with a gypsy, name Mod Sun\n  But she call me that hippy\n\n  Yo\n  I'm the dog that you always see the cat chase\n  Vegas, we finally in the rap race\n  Who want it with the boy, give it 100 with the boy\n  Niggas get destroyed thinkin' I ain't that great\n  So I'm smokin' as I'm fillin' up the ashtray\n  Plottin' on my next move\n  Swagged out like a Neptune, turnt the fuck up\n  Pissin' out Henny out my dick in the restroom\n  My New Year's resolution is deuces\n  I guess I'm only human\n  What would you do if you're seein' your dreams\n  As zoomed in, I mean represent and tuned in\n  And uh. 'gain, I heard they want to box me in\n  And feed me lies and cop new trends, I ain't with it\n  Of course I'ma try new shit with these writtens\n  But I ain't finna slave the fans that don't get it\n  As I twist these rhymes and I flip these words\n  One day you might get your turn\n  Well let it resonate, I'm too clutch, I don't hesitate\n  So if you light it then it will be burned\n  Flick the flame and light the raw, fight the cause\n  Or don't fight at all, y'all ain't no better than the law\n  Willie Lynch wrote a letter for the job\n  But we blinded, so I just kill 'em with kindness\n  Yeah look LV's finest, I'm timeless\n  But y'all don't even feel me though\n  I ain't tryin' to get a head start, find the kind of hard\n  Niggas hit the top of the charts and still be broke\n  Wait, you tell me they was waitin' on a break\n  I reload every time I let the sound off\n  Drop a mixtape and hit every state\n  Now the only way I'll have downfall is if the ground fall\n  Ya bitch\n"}]