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Can't call it, same time they gave thing 24\nI wish you could ask Stormin, but I can't give him a ring anymore\nYou see when I feel cornered, all I do is think of bеfore\nI drive back to the housе I struggled in\n(What was that like?)\nThe one bed with a bathroom, the kitchen in the front room\nMy front room had a oven in\nWe was suffering (we was suffering)\nStill loading, just buffering\n\nI'm upstairs writing bars and my daughter's colouring\nEmbarrassed\nHad a bill to pay and my girl had to cover it\nMy guy said I should come on the move\nAll he needs me to do is just cover him\nBut Lamzi got me a job when the Ps weren't coming in\n\nPopular guy\nDelivering pharmaceuticals, I asked God for a sign\nNine-to-five\nGot me watching the time\nSomebody asked for a pic\nAnd I lost me some pride\n\nStarted praying again\n\nMy van never came\nHow's that for a sign?\nI couldn't stay in the end\nT-T-Then I got the hunger back from Deja FM\nHad to make a boy know he can't play with the pen\nFuck making amends\nI was 21, en route to making a M\nWhere's that guy gone?\nWhat's that guy on?\nHad to remember myself like mum said\nWhere'd you get that vibe from?\n\nI went back to the essence\nIt's not only bars, my brudda\nI'm a man with a message\nIt's much more than slapping and cheffings\nWhat about family settings?\nWhat about actual blessings?\nThat new-year-new-me talk\nWhat about January lessons?\n\nThe mic is my therapist\nI'm just having a session\nThem man there won't tell you this\nThey're capping, I'm shelling\nThey must've thought I had writer's block\nThe way these pricks try and write me off\nRap, grime or not\nI'm a pocket finder, I find the spot\nAnd me nah worship them and their idol gods\nSo man ah just come through with the Bible cocked\n\nI come here for everything these lot owe me (these lot owe me)\nBro just rolls off the tongue, but he's not homie (he's not homie)\nThings ain't what they seem, please watch closely\nJames, Jordan, Steven, Kobe\nAbout Gs not GOATly (GOATly)\nI manifest things before the secrets show me\nHad the codes and leaked them slowly\nHad to show these people grown me\nCan't talk bad about Ghetts 'round here\nThat look says, \"Don't speak on brodie\"\nWhen you got real nigga\nBill Withers, they'll lean on broski\n\nLet's talk about legacy\nI don't care about nostalgia\nMy best years are ahead of me (ahead of me)\nWhen I signed to Warner, my brudda\nI was already me\nThat's 15 years hard work, no breaks or therapy\nA cappella on DVDs, no beats, no bass or melodies\nWhat the fuck you telling me?\nMost my peers in the cemetery\n\nCan't do an album, putting out mixtapes\nCan't do a thousand, whatever they do does terribly (terribly)\nCan't do a show, can't do a tour\nSame lyrics from 2004\nAnd these are the bruddas that you rate heavily\n\n'Llow me please\nJust crown me please\nFurthermore, I love converting the non-believers\nSo, yeah, go ahead and doubt me, please\nAll they do is talk about drip\nOoh, don't drown me, please\nI've had you here for way too long now\nHear the rest of the album please (album please)\n\nParty, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a-\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\nI'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:17.13] I just hit the belly\n[00:20.50] I just hit the belly\n[00:24.49] I just hit the belly\n[00:28.16] I just hit the belly\n[00:30.57] Rudeboy, I'm the certiest\n[00:33.55] A thank you ain't enough for my services\n[00:36.91] I was probably an accident, but I know what my purpose is\n[00:40.47] My skin is immaculate, but I've done some dirty tings\n[00:44.21] Tsss\n[00:46.22] Serving it\n[00:47.55] Trap\n[00:48.34] Strap on the lap like a serviette\n[00:51.02] Bang\n[00:51.95] Sammity Sam\n[00:53.39] Circling\n[00:54.53] But, but, fam\n[00:55.76] When them man had the van\n[00:56.95] I was hurdling\n[00:59.10] Fast forward, one foot in the industry door\n[01:01.82] Which way should I go? Can't call it, same time they gave thing 24\n[01:05.66] I wish you could ask Stormin, but I can't give him a ring anymore\n[01:09.48] You see when I feel cornered, all I do is think of bеfore\n[01:12.65] I drive back to the housе I struggled in\n[01:14.87] (What was that like?)\n[01:15.41] The one bed with a bathroom, the kitchen in the front room\n[01:18.78] My front room had a oven in\n[01:20.64] We was suffering (we was suffering)\n[01:23.01] Still loading, just buffering\n[01:27.67] I'm upstairs writing bars and my daughter's colouring\n[01:30.35] Embarrassed\n[01:31.23] Had a bill to pay and my girl had to cover it\n[01:34.30] My guy said I should come on the move\n[01:35.96] All he needs me to do is just cover him\n[01:38.11] But Lamzi got me a job when the Ps weren't coming in\n[01:42.38] Popular guy\n[01:44.62] Delivering pharmaceuticals, I asked God for a sign\n[01:48.36] Nine-to-five\n[01:49.88] Got me watching the time\n[01:51.90] Somebody asked for a pic\n[01:53.37] And I lost me some pride\n[01:56.71] Started praying again\n[01:58.84] My van never came\n[02:00.31] How's that for a sign?\n[02:02.22] I couldn't stay in the end\n[02:03.89] T-T-Then I got the hunger back from Deja FM\n[02:07.10] Had to make a boy know he can't play with the pen\n[02:09.06] Fuck making amends\n[02:09.76] I was 21, en route to making a M\n[02:11.46] Where's that guy gone?\n[02:12.96] What's that guy on?\n[02:14.18] Had to remember myself like mum said\n[02:16.53] Where'd you get that vibe from?\n[02:18.43] I went back to the essence\n[02:20.23] It's not only bars, my brudda\n[02:22.09] I'm a man with a message\n[02:23.83] It's much more than slapping and cheffings\n[02:25.80] What about family settings?\n[02:27.43] What about actual blessings?\n[02:29.23] That new-year-new-me talk\n[02:30.99] What about January lessons?\n[02:32.97] The mic is my therapist\n[02:34.86] I'm just having a session\n[02:36.19] Them man there won't tell you this\n[02:37.93] They're capping, I'm 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legacy\n[03:25.73] I don't care about nostalgia\n[03:27.53] My best years are ahead of me (ahead of me)\n[03:29.59] When I signed to Warner, my brudda\n[03:31.76] I was already me\n[03:33.25] That's 15 years hard work, no breaks or therapy\n[03:36.00] A cappella on DVDs, no beats, no bass or melodies\n[03:39.39] What the fuck you telling me?\n[03:40.22] Most my peers in the cemetery\n[03:41.89] Can't do an album, putting out mixtapes\n[03:43.45] Can't do a thousand, whatever they do does terribly (terribly)\n[03:46.63] Can't do a show, can't do a tour\n[03:48.91] Same lyrics from 2004\n[03:50.62] And these are the bruddas that you rate heavily\n[03:52.69] 'Llow me please\n[03:53.87] Just crown me please\n[03:55.06] Furthermore, I love converting the non-believers\n[03:57.95] So, yeah, go ahead and doubt me, please\n[04:00.12] All they do is talk about drip\n[04:01.86] Ooh, don't drown me, please\n[04:03.51] I've had you here for way too long now\n[04:05.59] Hear the rest of the album please (album please)\n[04:11.26] Party, yeah\n[04:12.38] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:15.95] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:19.58] I'ma go up and away, and just have a-\n[04:23.22] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:26.86] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:30.46] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:34.11] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:37.75] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:41.35] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:45.13] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:48.69] I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n[04:52.34] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fine Wine\n  artist: Ghetts\n  album: Conflict Of Interest\n  duration_ms: 296000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I just hit the belly\n  start_ms: 17130\n  end_ms: 20500\n- text: I just hit the belly\n  start_ms: 20500\n  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Can't call it, same time they gave thing 24\n  I wish you could ask Stormin, but I can't give him a ring anymore\n  You see when I feel cornered, all I do is think of bеfore\n  I drive back to the housе I struggled in\n  (What was that like?)\n  The one bed with a bathroom, the kitchen in the front room\n  My front room had a oven in\n  We was suffering (we was suffering)\n  Still loading, just buffering\n\n  I'm upstairs writing bars and my daughter's colouring\n  Embarrassed\n  Had a bill to pay and my girl had to cover it\n  My guy said I should come on the move\n  All he needs me to do is just cover him\n  But Lamzi got me a job when the Ps weren't coming in\n\n  Popular guy\n  Delivering pharmaceuticals, I asked God for a sign\n  Nine-to-five\n  Got me watching the time\n  Somebody asked for a pic\n  And I lost me some pride\n\n  Started praying again\n\n  My van never came\n  How's that for a sign?\n  I couldn't stay in the end\n  T-T-Then I got the hunger back from Deja FM\n  Had to make a boy know he can't play with the pen\n  Fuck making amends\n  I was 21, en route to making a M\n  Where's that guy gone?\n  What's that guy on?\n  Had to remember myself like mum said\n  Where'd you get that vibe from?\n\n  I went back to the essence\n  It's not only bars, my brudda\n  I'm a man with a message\n  It's much more than slapping and cheffings\n  What about family settings?\n  What about actual blessings?\n  That new-year-new-me talk\n  What about January lessons?\n\n  The mic is my therapist\n  I'm just having a session\n  Them man there won't tell you this\n  They're capping, I'm shelling\n  They must've thought I had writer's block\n  The way these pricks try and write me off\n  Rap, grime or not\n  I'm a pocket finder, I find the spot\n  And me nah worship them and their idol gods\n  So man ah just come through with the Bible cocked\n\n  I come here for everything these lot owe me (these lot owe me)\n  Bro just rolls off the tongue, but he's not homie (he's not homie)\n  Things ain't what they seem, please watch closely\n  James, Jordan, Steven, Kobe\n  About Gs not GOATly (GOATly)\n  I manifest things before the secrets show me\n  Had the codes and leaked them slowly\n  Had to show these people grown me\n  Can't talk bad about Ghetts 'round here\n  That look says, \"Don't speak on brodie\"\n  When you got real nigga\n  Bill Withers, they'll lean on broski\n\n  Let's talk about legacy\n  I don't care about nostalgia\n  My best years are ahead of me (ahead of me)\n  When I signed to Warner, my brudda\n  I was already me\n  That's 15 years hard work, no breaks or therapy\n  A cappella on DVDs, no beats, no bass or melodies\n  What the fuck you telling me?\n  Most my peers in the cemetery\n\n  Can't do an album, putting out mixtapes\n  Can't do a thousand, whatever they do does terribly (terribly)\n  Can't do a show, can't do a tour\n  Same lyrics from 2004\n  And these are the bruddas that you rate heavily\n\n  'Llow me please\n  Just crown me please\n  Furthermore, I love converting the non-believers\n  So, yeah, go ahead and doubt me, please\n  All they do is talk about drip\n  Ooh, don't drown me, please\n  I've had you here for way too long now\n  Hear the rest of the album please (album please)\n\n  Party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a-\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n  I'ma go up and away, and just have a party, yeah\n"}]