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Cole","albumName":"39 Intro","duration":366.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\n[00:00.07] A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01] Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80] I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78] It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73] It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66] Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10] Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58] Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87] Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36] We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66] Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86] As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70] That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07] Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20] Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49] Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66] Magnets\n[01:29.74] Magnets\n[01:32.38] I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18] \n[01:57.86] I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48] \n[02:07.77] Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94] I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64] Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92] Let's stop—\n[02:54.20] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58] Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22] Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69] Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70] I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06] When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04] I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54] The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62] My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50] My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42] Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44] My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33] Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70] I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16] Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05] Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35] Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16] I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:43.52]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] \n[00:00.07] A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01] Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80] I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78] It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73] It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66] Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10] Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58] Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87] Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36] We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66] Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86] As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70] That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07] Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20] Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49] Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66] Magnets\n[01:29.74] Magnets\n[01:32.38] I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18] \n[01:57.86] I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48] \n[02:07.77] Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94] I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64] Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92] Let's stop—\n[02:54.20] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58] Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22] Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69] Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70] I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06] When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04] I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54] The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62] My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50] My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42] Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44] My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33] Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70] I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16] Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05] Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35] Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16] I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? 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Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nBombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\nJ. Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? 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Cole\n[02:44.46]Bunce Road Blues\n[02:44.81]J. Cole\n[02:45.05]Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n[02:45.49]J. Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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206510\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 206510\n end_ms: 208440\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 208440\n end_ms: 209300\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 209300\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 211680\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211680\n end_ms: 213860\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n start_ms: 213860\n end_ms: 221340\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 221340\n end_ms: 224640\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224640\n end_ms: 227120\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 227120\n end_ms: 228800\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228800\n end_ms: 230720\n- text: Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341520\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n Back then (It's been like that)\n Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'll go to you\n I'll go to you\n You might also like\n Lonely at the Top\n J. Cole\n Bunce Road Blues\n J. Cole\n Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n J. Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.47]A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.41]Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:13.50]I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.98]It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:21.73]It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:26.36]Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.20]Drifting off to somewhere else\n[00:38.68]Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87]Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.56]We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:58.16]Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:04.36]As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.80]That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.17]Back then (It's been like that)\n[01:20.30]Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.89]Back then (I don't know)\n[01:26.76]Back then\n[01:29.84]Back then\n[01:33.08]I'll go to you\n[01:59.66]I'll go to you\n[02:00.78]You might also like\n[02:43.86]Lonely at the Top\n[02:44.26]J. Cole\n[02:44.46]Bunce Road Blues\n[02:44.81]J. Cole\n[02:45.05]Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n[02:45.49]J. Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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206510\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 206510\n end_ms: 208440\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 208440\n end_ms: 209300\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 209300\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 211680\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211680\n end_ms: 213860\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n start_ms: 213860\n end_ms: 221340\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 221340\n end_ms: 224640\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224640\n end_ms: 227120\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 227120\n end_ms: 228800\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228800\n end_ms: 230720\n- text: Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341520\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n Back then (It's been like that)\n Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'll go to you\n I'll go to you\n You might also like\n Lonely at the Top\n J. Cole\n Bunce Road Blues\n J. Cole\n Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n J. Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? 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Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? 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206510\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 206510\n end_ms: 208440\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 208440\n end_ms: 209300\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 209300\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 211680\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211680\n end_ms: 213860\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n start_ms: 213860\n end_ms: 221340\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 221340\n end_ms: 224640\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224640\n end_ms: 227120\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 227120\n end_ms: 228800\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228800\n end_ms: 230720\n- text: Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n start_ms: 230720\n end_ms: 232740\n- text: My tongue can set fire to sun\n start_ms: 232740\n end_ms: 234630\n- text: Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n start_ms: 234630\n end_ms: 236600\n- text: I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n start_ms: 236600\n end_ms: 238460\n- text: Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n start_ms: 238460\n end_ms: 240350\n- text: Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n start_ms: 240350\n end_ms: 242650\n- text: Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n start_ms: 242650\n end_ms: 244460\n- text: I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n start_ms: 244460\n end_ms: 247610\n- text: So I went through the back\n start_ms: 247610\n end_ms: 248280\n- text: And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n start_ms: 248280\n end_ms: 250470\n- text: He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n start_ms: 250470\n end_ms: 252320\n- text: 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341520\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n Back then (It's been like that)\n Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'll go to you\n I'll go to you\n You might also like\n Lonely at the Top\n J. Cole\n Bunce Road Blues\n J. Cole\n Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n J. Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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206510\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 206510\n end_ms: 208440\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 208440\n end_ms: 209300\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 209300\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 211680\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211680\n end_ms: 213860\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n start_ms: 213860\n end_ms: 221340\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 221340\n end_ms: 224640\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224640\n end_ms: 227120\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 227120\n end_ms: 228800\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228800\n end_ms: 230720\n- text: Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n 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Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.47]A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.41]Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:13.50]I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.98]It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:21.73]It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:26.36]Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.20]Drifting off to somewhere else\n[00:38.68]Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87]Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.56]We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:58.16]Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:04.36]As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.80]That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.17]Back then (It's been like that)\n[01:20.30]Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.89]Back then (I don't know)\n[01:26.76]Back then\n[01:29.84]Back then\n[01:33.08]I'll go to you\n[01:59.66]I'll go to you\n[02:00.78]You might also like\n[02:43.86]Lonely at the Top\n[02:44.26]J. Cole\n[02:44.46]Bunce Road Blues\n[02:44.81]J. Cole\n[02:45.05]Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n[02:45.49]J. Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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206510\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 206510\n end_ms: 208440\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 208440\n end_ms: 209300\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 209300\n end_ms: 210970\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 210970\n end_ms: 211680\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211680\n end_ms: 213860\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n start_ms: 213860\n end_ms: 221340\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 221340\n end_ms: 224640\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224640\n end_ms: 227120\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 227120\n end_ms: 228800\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228800\n end_ms: 230720\n- text: Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341520\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n Back then (It's been like that)\n Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'll go to you\n I'll go to you\n You might also like\n Lonely at the Top\n J. Cole\n Bunce Road Blues\n J. Cole\n Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n J. Cole\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n To you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop—\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n [Refrain]\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to sun\n Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n So I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n [Outro]\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? 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Cole\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nTo you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop—\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[Refrain]\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (Let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nRememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to sun\nInspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\nI'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\nSo I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip rock packs\nWe've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\nTry to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\nAs light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\nFayettenam with his strap like Iraq\nThe Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\nA man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\nHis dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\nThey don't compare, they're more like cold texts\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nCold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\nOut of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[Outro]\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? 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Cole\n[02:45.67]Ooh-ooh\n[02:45.84]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.12]Ooh-ooh\n[02:46.24]To you\n[02:46.44]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:46.60]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:46.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.99]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.20]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:47.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.88]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:50.27]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:52.22]Let's stop—\n[02:54.80]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:58.10]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:00.21]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:02.33]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:06.16]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:08.08]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:10.19][Refrain]\n[03:10.64]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.52]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:17.21]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:19.14]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.99]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:23.00]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.48]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:26.51]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:28.44]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:29.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:30.97]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.68]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.86]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.34]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.64]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:47.12]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.80]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.72]Rememberin' times I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.74]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.63]Inspired a young, I put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.60]I'm number one, you gettin' the jist?\n[03:58.46]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.35]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.65]Even God gon' wan' know how to fuck did he exist\n[04:04.46]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks and let a nigga into Heaven?\n[04:07.61]So I went through the back\n[04:08.28]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.47]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.32]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.76]My grip on rap stronger than even those pliers\n[04:16.40]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.42]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:20.20]I'm from the town where they zip rock packs\n[04:22.98]We've never seen a Chevrolet, but a brick, you could flip off that with them\n[04:24.84]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.31]Lot of these weak niggas peep while I live off fat\n[04:28.34]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.90]The money talks to me, and it lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire\n[04:34.04]As light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps\n[04:36.20]Fayettenam with his strap like Iraq\n[04:38.84]The Naz' in the trap with the net to hide rats\n[04:40.28]A man dead 'cause the fans let the wire tap\n[04:42.33]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.32]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:46.21]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.87]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:52.04]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:54.15]Cold and gold-fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.48]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.73]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue, the pole's dressed, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like cold texts\n[05:02.93]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.67]Cold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.58]Them niggas regular, I'm ninety-three and letter to truth\n[05:07.40]Out of the boof, now I'm lookin for my lil' bitty boo, cute\n[05:09.90]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.56]Too many lives to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.64]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:20.11][Outro]\n[05:20.43](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.39](Boom-boom)\n[05:24.97]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.33]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.37]The children that survive the lows and highs, their will will never die, we multiply\n[05:35.30]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.52]You say you want the truth? 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341520\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Flyin' past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n Back then (It's been like that)\n Back then (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'll go to you\n I'll go to you\n You might also like\n Lonely at the Top\n J. Cole\n Bunce Road Blues\n J. Cole\n Bombs in the Ville/Hit the Gas\n J. 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Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:43.52]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] \n[00:00.07] A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01] Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80] I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78] It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73] It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66] Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10] Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58] Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87] Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36] We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66] Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86] As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70] That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07] Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20] Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49] Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66] Magnets\n[01:29.74] Magnets\n[01:32.38] I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18] \n[01:57.86] I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48] \n[02:07.77] Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94] I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64] Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92] Let's stop—\n[02:54.20] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58] Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22] Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69] Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70] I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06] When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04] I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54] The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62] My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50] My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42] Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44] My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33] Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70] I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16] Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05] Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35] Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16] I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? 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Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:43.52]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] \n[00:00.07] A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01] Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80] I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78] It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73] It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66] Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10] Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58] Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87] Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36] We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66] Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86] As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70] That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07] Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20] Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49] Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66] Magnets\n[01:29.74] Magnets\n[01:32.38] I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18] \n[01:57.86] I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48] \n[02:07.77] Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94] I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64] Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92] Let's stop—\n[02:54.20] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58] Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22] Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84] I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69] Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70] I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28] Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06] When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04] I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54] The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62] My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50] My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42] Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44] My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33] Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70] I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16] Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05] Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35] Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16] I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? 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Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:43.52]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00]\n[00:00.07]A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01]Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80]I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78]It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73]It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66]Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10]Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58]Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87]Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36]We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66]Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86]As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70]That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07]Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20]Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49]Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66]Magnets\n[01:29.74]Magnets\n[01:32.38]I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18]\n[01:57.86]I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48]\n[02:07.77]Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94]I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92]Let's stop—\n[02:54.20]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42]Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33]Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70]I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35]Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31]So I went through the back\n[04:07.98]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46]My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90]I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28]We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01]Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00]The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54]Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10]Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64]The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98]A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85]Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37]Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28]Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10]Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26]Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03]That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27]The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22]You say you want the truth? 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Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31] So I went through the back\n[04:07.98] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46] My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54] Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01] Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10] Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64] The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03] His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85] Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10] Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34] They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27] The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:43.52]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00]\n[00:00.07]A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.01]Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (Halfway to the)\n[00:12.80]I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78]It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.73]It seems we're worlds apart (We're worlds apart)\n[00:25.66]Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.10]Driftin' off to somewhere else\n[00:38.58]Floatin' past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.87]Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.36]We were in a world before (I know we was— I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.66]Together, and of that, I'm surе (It's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:03.86]As sure as one could ever be (It's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I—)\n[01:10.70]That explains your hold on me (I'll find a way to stay)\n[01:17.07]Magnets (It's been like that)\n[01:20.20]Magnets (Maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.49]Magnets (I don't know)\n[01:26.66]Magnets\n[01:29.74]Magnets\n[01:32.38]I'm pulled to you\n[01:37.18]\n[01:57.86]I'm pulled to you\n[02:01.48]\n[02:07.77]Ooh-ooh\n[02:23.94]I'm pulled to you\n[02:33.64]Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:39.59]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.70]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.19]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:44.80]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.40]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:47.78]Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.57]Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:50.92]Let's stop—\n[02:54.20]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.60]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.71]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.83]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.66]Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.58]Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you—)\n[03:09.34]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (The day)\n[03:13.22]Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.91]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.84]I'm goin' back in (Who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.69]Let me go back in (Let him go back in)\n[03:22.70]I'ma go back in (He's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.18]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.21]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:29.14]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.30]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:33.07]Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.28]Let me go in, let me go in (Boom-boom)\n[03:37.06]When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (You gotta)\n[03:41.04]I'm pleased to report after many attempts I climbed out from the mountain of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.54]The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.62]My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.50]My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.42]Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.44]My tongue can set fire to sun\n[03:54.33]Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.70]I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.16]Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.05]Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.35]Even God gon' wonder,\"How to fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.16]I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks? Ain't let a nigga into Heaven\n[04:07.31]So I went through the back\n[04:07.98]And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.17]He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.02]Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.46]My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers\n[04:16.10]So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.12]The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.90]I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.28]We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick, you could flip off that, Well, damn\n[04:24.54]Try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.01]Lot of these weak niggas peak while I lift off at\n[04:27.64]I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.00]The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:33.54]Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:36.10]Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.64]The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats\n[04:39.98]A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:42.03]His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:44.02]Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91]I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.57]Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.74]Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.85]Cole the GOAT, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.18]No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.43]Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80]They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.53]I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.37]Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.28]Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.10]Hot out the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.60]Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.26]Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.34]They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:18.93](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.09](Boom-boom)\n[05:23.27]Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:27.03]That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.27]The children that survive the lows and highs, The real will never die, we multiply\n[05:39.10]The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.22]You say you want the truth? 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insidе)\n start_ms: 57690\n end_ms: 64050\n- text: As sure as one could ever be (it's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I-)\n start_ms: 64050\n end_ms: 70520\n- text: That explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)\n start_ms: 70520\n end_ms: 76520\n- text: Back then (it's been like that)\n start_ms: 76520\n end_ms: 80240\n- text: Back then (maybe it'll always be like that)\n start_ms: 80240\n end_ms: 83280\n- text: Back then (I don't know)\n start_ms: 83280\n end_ms: 86440\n- text: Back then\n start_ms: 86440\n end_ms: 89680\n- text: Back then\n start_ms: 89680\n end_ms: 92640\n- text: I'm gold to you\n start_ms: 92640\n end_ms: 100140\n- text: (Love, gravitational, some'n cosmic)\n start_ms: 100140\n end_ms: 109990\n- text: (Universal, metaphysical)\n start_ms: 109990\n end_ms: 114690\n- text: (Unexplainable, just feel it)\n start_ms: 114690\n end_ms: 118250\n- text: I'm gold to you\n start_ms: 118250\n end_ms: 123430\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 123430\n end_ms: 128040\n- text: Ooh-ooh\n start_ms: 128040\n end_ms: 133800\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 133800\n end_ms: 135910\n- text: Ooh-ooh\n start_ms: 135910\n end_ms: 140640\n- text: Ooh-ooh\n start_ms: 140640\n end_ms: 144160\n- text: Gold to you\n start_ms: 144160\n end_ms: 149370\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 149370\n end_ms: 154050\n- text: Oh-oh-oh-oh\n start_ms: 154050\n end_ms: 160150\n- text: Let's stop playin' in the middle\n start_ms: 160150\n end_ms: 161800\n- text: Let's stop runnin' around\n start_ms: 161800\n end_ms: 163170\n- text: Let's stop playin' in the middle\n start_ms: 163170\n end_ms: 165100\n- text: Let's stop runnin' around\n start_ms: 165100\n end_ms: 166390\n- text: Let's stop playin' in the middle\n start_ms: 166390\n end_ms: 168060\n- text: Let's stop runnin' around\n start_ms: 168060\n end_ms: 169680\n- text: Let's stop playin' in the middle\n start_ms: 169680\n end_ms: 171470\n- text: Let's stop-\n start_ms: 171470\n end_ms: 174120\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 174120\n end_ms: 177820\n- text: Fuck what you heard, bitch\n start_ms: 177820\n end_ms: 179970\n- text: Fuck what you heard, bitch\n start_ms: 179970\n end_ms: 181860\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n start_ms: 181860\n end_ms: 185940\n- text: Fuck what you heard, bitch\n start_ms: 185940\n end_ms: 187660\n- text: Fuck what you heard (fuck what you-)\n start_ms: 187660\n end_ms: 189610\n- text: Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (the day)\n start_ms: 189610\n end_ms: 192960\n- text: That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n start_ms: 192960\n end_ms: 196880\n- text: I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n start_ms: 196880\n end_ms: 198960\n- text: I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n start_ms: 198960\n end_ms: 200650\n- text: Let me go back in (let him go back in)\n start_ms: 200650\n end_ms: 202530\n- text: I'ma go back in (he's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n start_ms: 202530\n end_ms: 205540\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 205540\n end_ms: 207400\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n start_ms: 207400\n end_ms: 209480\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 209480\n end_ms: 211240\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n start_ms: 211240\n end_ms: 213290\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in\n start_ms: 213290\n end_ms: 215430\n- text: Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n start_ms: 215430\n end_ms: 217180\n- text: When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (you gotta)\n start_ms: 217180\n end_ms: 220910\n- text: I'm pleased to report after many attempts, I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss\n start_ms: 220910\n end_ms: 224660\n- text: The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n start_ms: 224660\n end_ms: 226450\n- text: My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n start_ms: 226450\n end_ms: 228660\n- text: My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n start_ms: 228660\n end_ms: 230320\n- text: Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n start_ms: 230320\n end_ms: 232450\n- text: My tongue can set fire to some\n start_ms: 232450\n end_ms: 233930\n- text: Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n start_ms: 233930\n end_ms: 236920\n- text: I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n start_ms: 236920\n end_ms: 238240\n- text: Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n start_ms: 238240\n end_ms: 240300\n- text: Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n start_ms: 240300\n end_ms: 242300\n- text: Even God gon' wonder, \"How the fuck did he exist?\"\n start_ms: 242300\n end_ms: 244210\n- text: I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?\n start_ms: 244210\n end_ms: 246220\n- text: Ain't let a nigga into Heaven so I went through the back\n start_ms: 246220\n end_ms: 248130\n- text: And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n start_ms: 248130\n end_ms: 250190\n- text: He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n start_ms: 250190\n end_ms: 252180\n- text: Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n start_ms: 252180\n end_ms: 254170\n- text: My grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\n start_ms: 254170\n end_ms: 256250\n- text: So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n start_ms: 256250\n end_ms: 258100\n- text: The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n start_ms: 258100\n end_ms: 259840\n- text: I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n start_ms: 259840\n end_ms: 261540\n- text: We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? You could flip off that\n start_ms: 261540\n end_ms: 263760\n- text: Well, damn, try to compete, but they just fall flat\n start_ms: 263760\n end_ms: 266090\n- text: Lot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at\n start_ms: 266090\n end_ms: 267890\n- text: I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n start_ms: 267890\n end_ms: 270010\n- text: The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n start_ms: 270010\n end_ms: 274090\n- text: Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n start_ms: 274090\n end_ms: 275860\n- text: Fayettenam,, where they strapped like Iraq\n start_ms: 275860\n end_ms: 277850\n- text: The narcs in the trap with the knack to hire rats\n start_ms: 277850\n end_ms: 279890\n- text: A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n start_ms: 279890\n end_ms: 281900\n- text: His dawg had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n start_ms: 281900\n end_ms: 283830\n- text: Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n start_ms: 283830\n end_ms: 285910\n- text: I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n start_ms: 285910\n end_ms: 287960\n- text: Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n start_ms: 287960\n end_ms: 291890\n- text: Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n start_ms: 291890\n end_ms: 293870\n- text: Cole the G.O.A.T, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n start_ms: 293870\n end_ms: 295590\n- text: No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n start_ms: 295590\n end_ms: 297540\n- text: Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n start_ms: 297540\n end_ms: 299800\n- text: They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n start_ms: 299800\n end_ms: 301520\n- text: I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n start_ms: 301520\n end_ms: 303390\n- text: Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n start_ms: 303390\n end_ms: 305210\n- text: Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n start_ms: 305210\n end_ms: 307220\n- text: Hot out of the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n start_ms: 307220\n end_ms: 309400\n- text: Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n start_ms: 309400\n end_ms: 311140\n- text: Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n start_ms: 311140\n end_ms: 313150\n- text: They tryin' to put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n start_ms: 313150\n end_ms: 319010\n- text: (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 319010\n end_ms: 322820\n- text: (Boom-boom)\n start_ms: 322820\n end_ms: 323520\n- text: Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n start_ms: 323520\n end_ms: 326850\n- text: Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n start_ms: 326850\n end_ms: 331220\n- text: The children that survive the lows and highs, the real will never die, we multiply\n start_ms: 331220\n end_ms: 337240\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 337240\n end_ms: 339260\n- text: The history you're told is mostly lies\n start_ms: 339260\n end_ms: 341200\n- text: You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341200\n end_ms: 342780\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 342780\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (we're worlds apart)\n\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Floating past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n\n We were in a world before (I know we was, I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (it's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (it's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I-)\n That explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)\n\n Back then (it's been like that)\n Back then (maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'm gold to you\n (Love, gravitational, some'n cosmic)\n (Universal, metaphysical)\n (Unexplainable, just feel it)\n I'm gold to you\n\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Gold to you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop-\n\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (fuck what you-)\n\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (the day)\n That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (he's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (you gotta)\n\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts, I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to some\n Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n\n I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wonder, \"How the fuck did he exist?\"\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?\n Ain't let a nigga into Heaven so I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? You could flip off that\n Well, damn, try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at\n\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n Fayettenam,, where they strapped like Iraq\n The narcs in the trap with the knack to hire rats\n A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n His dawg had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cole the G.O.A.T, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n\n They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n Hot out of the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryin' to put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, the real will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n"},{"id":34276666,"name":"39 Intro | HipHopKit.com","trackName":"39 Intro | HipHopKit.com","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"The Fall Off","duration":366.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"A spaceship lands on Mars\nHalfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (halfway to the)\nI wanna be where you are\nIt seems we're worlds apart\nIt seems we're worlds apart (we're worlds apart)\n\nOnce in a while, I'll feel myself\nDrifting off to somewhere else\nFloating past Orion's Belt\nStill, there's something I can't help\n\nWe were in a world before (I know we was, I know we was together in another life)\nTogether in the bed, I'm surе (it's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\nAs sure as one could ever be (it's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I-)\nThat explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)\n\nBack then (it's been like that)\nBack then (maybe it'll always be like that)\nBack then (I don't know)\nBack then\nBack then\nI'm gold to you\n(Love, gravitational, some'n cosmic)\n(Universal, metaphysical)\n(Unexplainable, just feel it)\nI'm gold to you\n\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nOoh-ooh\nGold to you\nOh-oh-oh-oh\n\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop runnin' around\nLet's stop playin' in the middle\nLet's stop-\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\nFuck what you heard, bitch\nFuck what you heard (fuck what you-)\n\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day (the day)\nThat niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nI'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\nI'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\nLet me go back in (let him go back in)\nI'ma go back in (he's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\nLet me go in, let me go in\nLet me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\nWhen niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (you gotta)\n\nI'm pleased to report after many attempts, I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss\nThe antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\nMy mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\nMy rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\nWhere, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\nMy tongue can set fire to some\nInspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n\nI'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\nAnything lower, you better reconsider your list\nPlay my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\nEven God gon' wonder, \"How the fuck did he exist?\"\nI mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?\nAin't let a nigga into Heaven so I went through the back\nAnd when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\nHe said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n\nOkay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\nMy grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\nSo, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\nThe best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\nI'm from the town where they zip raw packs\nWe've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? You could flip off that\nWell, damn, try to compete, but they just fall flat\nLot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at\n\nI never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\nThe money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\nLight refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\nFayettenam,, where they strapped like Iraq\nThe narcs in the trap with the knack to hire rats\nA man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\nHis dawg had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n\nChemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\nI write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\nWoke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\nHold your breath for the prose I profess\nCole the G.O.A.T, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\nNo rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\nRap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n\nThey don't compare, they're more like Kotex\nI'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\nHold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\nThem niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\nHot out of the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\nPardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\nToo many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\nThey tryin' to put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n\n(Boom-boom)\n(Boom-boom)\nNever in my life did I think I'd see the day\nWhere niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\nThe children that survive the lows and highs, the real will never die, we multiply\nThe history you're told is mostly lies\nYou say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] A spaceship lands on Mars\n[00:05.09] Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (halfway to the)\n[00:12.80] I wanna be where you are\n[00:17.78] It seems we're worlds apart\n[00:20.98] It seems we're worlds apart (we're worlds apart)\n[00:25.85] Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n[00:32.24] Drifting off to somewhere else\n[00:38.49] Floating past Orion's Belt\n[00:44.94] Still, there's something I can't help\n[00:51.41] We were in a world before (I know we was, I know we was together in another life)\n[00:57.69] Together in the bed, I'm surе (it's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n[01:04.05] As sure as one could ever be (it's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I-)\n[01:10.52] That explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)\n[01:16.52] Back then (it's been like that)\n[01:20.24] Back then (maybe it'll always be like that)\n[01:23.28] Back then (I don't know)\n[01:26.44] Back then\n[01:29.68] Back then\n[01:32.64] I'm gold to you\n[01:40.14] (Love, gravitational, some'n cosmic)\n[01:49.99] (Universal, metaphysical)\n[01:54.69] (Unexplainable, just feel it)\n[01:58.25] I'm gold to you\n[02:03.43] \n[02:08.04] Ooh-ooh\n[02:13.80] \n[02:15.91] Ooh-ooh\n[02:20.64] Ooh-ooh\n[02:24.16] Gold to you\n[02:29.37] \n[02:34.05] Oh-oh-oh-oh\n[02:40.15] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:41.80] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:43.17] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:45.10] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:46.39] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:48.06] Let's stop runnin' around\n[02:49.68] Let's stop playin' in the middle\n[02:51.47] Let's stop-\n[02:54.12] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[02:57.82] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[02:59.97] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:01.86] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n[03:05.94] Fuck what you heard, bitch\n[03:07.66] Fuck what you heard (fuck what you-)\n[03:09.61] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (the day)\n[03:12.96] That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[03:16.88] I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n[03:18.96] I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n[03:20.65] Let me go back in (let him go back in)\n[03:22.53] I'ma go back in (he's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n[03:25.54] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:27.40] Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n[03:29.48] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:31.24] Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n[03:33.29] Let me go in, let me go in\n[03:35.43] Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n[03:37.18] When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (you gotta)\n[03:40.91] I'm pleased to report after many attempts, I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss\n[03:44.66] The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n[03:46.45] My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n[03:48.66] My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n[03:50.32] Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n[03:52.45] My tongue can set fire to some\n[03:53.93] Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n[03:56.92] I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n[03:58.24] Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n[04:00.30] Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n[04:02.30] Even God gon' wonder, \"How the fuck did he exist?\"\n[04:04.21] I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?\n[04:06.22] Ain't let a nigga into Heaven so I went through the back\n[04:08.13] And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n[04:10.19] He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n[04:12.18] Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n[04:14.17] My grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\n[04:16.25] So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n[04:18.10] The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n[04:19.84] I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n[04:21.54] We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? You could flip off that\n[04:23.76] Well, damn, try to compete, but they just fall flat\n[04:26.09] Lot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at\n[04:27.89] I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n[04:30.01] The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n[04:34.09] Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n[04:35.86] Fayettenam,, where they strapped like Iraq\n[04:37.85] The narcs in the trap with the knack to hire rats\n[04:39.89] A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n[04:41.90] His dawg had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n[04:43.83] Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n[04:45.91] I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n[04:47.96] Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n[04:51.89] Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n[04:53.87] Cole the G.O.A.T, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n[04:55.59] No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n[04:57.54] Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n[04:59.80] They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n[05:01.52] I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n[05:03.39] Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n[05:05.21] Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n[05:07.22] Hot out of the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n[05:09.40] Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n[05:11.14] Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n[05:13.15] They tryin' to put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n[05:19.01] (Boom-boom)\n[05:22.82] (Boom-boom)\n[05:23.52] Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n[05:26.85] Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n[05:31.22] The children that survive the lows and highs, the real will never die, we multiply\n[05:37.24] \n[05:39.26] The history you're told is mostly lies\n[05:41.20] You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n[05:42.78] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 39 Intro | HipHopKit.com\n artist: J. 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on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n start_ms: 252180\n end_ms: 254170\n- text: My grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\n start_ms: 254170\n end_ms: 256250\n- text: So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n start_ms: 256250\n end_ms: 258100\n- text: The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n start_ms: 258100\n end_ms: 259840\n- text: I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n start_ms: 259840\n end_ms: 261540\n- text: We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? 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Well, close your eyes\n start_ms: 341200\n end_ms: 342780\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 342780\nplain: |-\n A spaceship lands on Mars\n Halfway to the stars, halfway to the stars (halfway to the)\n I wanna be where you are\n It seems we're worlds apart\n It seems we're worlds apart (we're worlds apart)\n\n Once in a while, I'll feel myself\n Drifting off to somewhere else\n Floating past Orion's Belt\n Still, there's something I can't help\n\n We were in a world before (I know we was, I know we was together in another life)\n Together in the bed, I'm surе (it's the only way I can really explain how I feel insidе)\n As sure as one could ever be (it's like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I-)\n That explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)\n\n Back then (it's been like that)\n Back then (maybe it'll always be like that)\n Back then (I don't know)\n Back then\n Back then\n I'm gold to you\n (Love, gravitational, some'n cosmic)\n (Universal, metaphysical)\n (Unexplainable, just feel it)\n I'm gold to you\n\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Ooh-ooh\n Gold to you\n Oh-oh-oh-oh\n\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop runnin' around\n Let's stop playin' in the middle\n Let's stop-\n\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah\n Fuck what you heard, bitch\n Fuck what you heard (fuck what you-)\n\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day (the day)\n That niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n I'm goin' back in (who's goin' back in?)\n Let me go back in (let him go back in)\n I'ma go back in (he's goin' back in, I'ma go in)\n\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n Let me go in, let me go in\n Let me go in, let me go in (boom-boom)\n When niggas act like they don't know, you gotta show 'em (you gotta)\n\n I'm pleased to report after many attempts, I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss\n The antonym of \"idiot\", who witty as this?\n My mindframe has been trained with NVIDIA chips\n My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss\n Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness\n My tongue can set fire to some\n Inspire the young, or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch\n\n I'm number one, you gettin' the gist?\n Anything lower, you better reconsider your list\n Play my song when I'm gone, I'ma still be a myth\n Even God gon' wonder, \"How the fuck did he exist?\"\n I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?\n Ain't let a nigga into Heaven so I went through the back\n And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped\n He said, \"Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps\"\n\n Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire\n My grip on rap stronger than needle-noes pliers\n So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound\n The best round of Black gettin' rich off rap\n I'm from the town where they zip raw packs\n We've never seen a trampoline, but a brick? You could flip off that\n Well, damn, try to compete, but they just fall flat\n Lot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at\n\n I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract\n The money talks to me, and they lack the dialect to reply back as I crack the fire axe\n Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh\n Fayettenam,, where they strapped like Iraq\n The narcs in the trap with the knack to hire rats\n A man's dead 'cause the feds slapped the wiretap\n His dawg had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac'\n\n Chemically imbalanced, drippin' style in gallons\n I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge\n Woke up in ice-cold sweats 'cause the flows I chose next are like both sets of Bowflex, uh\n Hold your breath for the prose I profess\n Cole the G.O.A.T, fresh like juice that's cold-pressed\n No rest to those who oppose, I don't stress\n Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh\n\n They don't compare, they're more like Kotex\n I'm droppin' niggas off at the door like coat checks\n Hold check, I told you they ain't ready to hoop\n Them niggas regular, I'm 93 Unleaded, the truth\n Hot out of the booth, now I'm lookin for my lil' Betty Boop, cute\n Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop\n Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke\n They tryin' to put my neck inside of a noose, it's not happenin'\n\n (Boom-boom)\n (Boom-boom)\n Never in my life did I think I'd see the day\n Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay\n The children that survive the lows and highs, the real will never die, we multiply\n The history you're told is mostly lies\n You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes\n"}]