[{"id":14993452,"name":"Lauder Too","trackName":"Lauder Too","artistName":"JID","albumName":"JID Videos","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\nBut it's really just me, yo\nIt's somethin', I gotta, whatever\nUh, look\n\nPardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54] Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too\n  artist: JID\n  album: JID Videos\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n  start_ms: 1490\n  end_ms: 7500\n- text: But it's really just me, yo\n  start_ms: 7500\n  end_ms: 10130\n- text: It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n  start_ms: 10130\n  end_ms: 13060\n- text: Uh, look\n  start_ms: 13060\n  end_ms: 16460\n- text: Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  start_ms: 16460\n  end_ms: 17990\n- text: Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n  Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get shit fucked up\n  I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push -, they unemployed\nPart of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a - loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.56] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.85] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.02] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.07] Uh, look\n[00:16.01] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.63] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.24] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.84] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.72] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.55] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.98] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.53] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.57] So be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\n[00:33.15] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.10] And let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\n[00:36.83] And know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\n[00:39.16] Just your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\n[00:41.78] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your -\n[00:43.05] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.87] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.90] N-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.87] You pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.64] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.01] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:56.08] But don't get sh- f- up\n[00:57.65] I be in the forefront with the -, don't front\n[00:59.72] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.81] Backseat, -, don't run, got one\n[01:04.46] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.81] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:12.28] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:15.12] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.17] This sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:23.99] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.89] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.37] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.70] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.14] Majority push -, they unemployed\n[01:41.71] Part of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.31] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\n[01:46.48] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.21] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.35] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.25] But f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\n[01:54.85] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a - loaded in the slums\n[01:58.08] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.53] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.63] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.94] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.79] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.63] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.91] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.52] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.63] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.09] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:16.97] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.55] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:23.60] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.73] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.68] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.07] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.86] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.53] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.05] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.24] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.21] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.57] Forever more, forever more\n[03:06.17] Ever more, forever more\n[03:19.91] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:23.69] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.32] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.54] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:35.91] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:39.57] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:46.90] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: JID - Lauder Too (Official Audio) ft. 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\n  Just your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your -\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  N-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get sh- f- up\n  I be in the forefront with the -, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, -, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n  Majority push -, they unemployed\n  Part of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\n  Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\n  Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n  Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n  Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\n  But f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\n  Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n  Like a - loaded in the slums\n  Lookin' for information on who the plug\n  On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n  Go and keep it wrapped tight\n  Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n  If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n  (That's why we been down for life)\n\n  Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n  Give a little energy, anything motivates\n  Come around, namaste, now you down\n  Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n  Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\n  Until the ocean dries and dies\n  Just rest assured the Sun will come\n  So close your eyes and ease your fears\n  Just let me whisper in your ear\n  Forever more, forever more\n  Ever more, forever more\n\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm\n  Let go, let it go\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n"},{"id":3948738,"name":"Lauder Too","trackName":"Lauder Too","artistName":"JID","albumName":"The Forever Story (Extended Version)","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh\nTryna find a way to, like, not overstep\nBut it's really just me, um\nIt's something I gotta, whatever\nUh\nLook, pardon me but a part of me looking for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More (yeah)\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nAnd tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise (uh)\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all (what? What?)\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit I'm feel it that they don't hear me at all (uh)\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, can't hide\nThis shit is tribal (tribal), I'll stand beside ya (ohh)\nThat be my hand on the Bible\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a druglord in the slums, sniffin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby girl\nKeep it wrapped tight, give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now (uh)\n(Come feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love)\nGotta show, gotta show the lov\nGotta feel the, gotta hold the love (gotta feel the love)\nGotta, gotta show, oh shit (feel the love right now)\nUntil the ocean dries to dust\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.90] Uh\n[00:02.61] Tryna find a way to, like, not overstep\n[00:07.46] But it's really just me, um\n[00:09.67] It's something I gotta, whatever\n[00:12.97] Uh\n[00:14.84] Look, pardon me but a part of me looking for more\n[00:17.54] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More (yeah)\n[00:20.19] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.62] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.32] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.22] And tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.59] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.32] I'm sick of the noise (uh)\n[00:31.12] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:32.85] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:34.99] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.73] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all (what? What?)\n[00:38.79] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.41] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.64] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.82] But in my spirit I'm feel it that they don't hear me at all (uh)\n[00:46.78] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.30] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.33] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:53.38] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.93] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.24] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.55] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.39] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:07.76] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:14.47] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, can't hide\n[01:20.00] This shit is tribal (tribal), I'll stand beside ya (ohh)\n[01:23.65] That be my hand on the Bible\n[01:35.16] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.52] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:39.78] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.43] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:43.75] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.07] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:47.86] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.03] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:51.95] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.58] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.48] Like a druglord in the slums, sniffin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.38] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby girl\n[02:01.87] Keep it wrapped tight, give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.21] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.24] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.76] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.70] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.51] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:13.78] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:16.60] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.12] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:23.22] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.22] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now (uh)\n[02:31.54] (Come feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love)\n[02:34.06] Gotta show, gotta show the lov\n[02:36.07] Gotta feel the, gotta hold the love (gotta feel the love)\n[02:37.30] Gotta, gotta show, oh shit (feel the love right now)\n[02:40.99] Until the ocean dries to dust\n[02:44.77] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:48.82] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:52.75] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:57.75] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.24] Ever more, forever more","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too\n  artist: JID\n  album: The Forever Story (Extended Version)\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh\n  start_ms: 900\n  end_ms: 2610\n- text: Tryna find a way to, like, not overstep\n  start_ms: 2610\n  end_ms: 7460\n- text: But it's really just me, um\n  start_ms: 7460\n  end_ms: 9670\n- text: It's something I gotta, whatever\n  start_ms: 9670\n  end_ms: 12970\n- text: Uh\n  start_ms: 12970\n  end_ms: 14840\n- text: Look, pardon me but a part of me looking for more\n  start_ms: 14840\n  end_ms: 17540\n- text: Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More (yeah)\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  And tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise (uh)\n  So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all (what? What?)\n  Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit I'm feel it that they don't hear me at all (uh)\n  Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get shit fucked up\n  I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, can't hide\n  This shit is tribal (tribal), I'll stand beside ya (ohh)\n  That be my hand on the Bible\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n  Majority push packs, they unemployed\n  Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n  Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n  Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n  Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n  Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n  But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n  Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n  Like a druglord in the slums, sniffin' for information on who the plug\n  On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby girl\n  Keep it wrapped tight, give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n  If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n  (That's why we been down for life)\n  Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n  Give a little energy, anything motivates\n  Come around, namaste, now you down\n  Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n  Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now (uh)\n  (Come feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love)\n  Gotta show, gotta show the lov\n  Gotta feel the, gotta hold the love (gotta feel the love)\n  Gotta, gotta show, oh shit (feel the love right now)\n  Until the ocean dries to dust\n  Just rest assured the Sun will come\n  So close your eyes and ease your fears\n  Just let me whisper in your ear\n  Forever more, forever more\n  Ever more, forever more\n"},{"id":2006368,"name":"Lauder Too","trackName":"Lauder Too","artistName":"JID","albumName":"The Forever Story","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\nBut it's really just me, yo\nIt's somethin', I gotta, whatever\nUh, look\n\nPardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push -, they unemployed\nPart of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a - loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.51] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.84] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.02] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.07] Uh, look\n[00:16.09] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.70] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.29] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.82] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.74] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.58] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.95] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.54] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.50] So be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\n[00:33.19] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.03] And let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\n[00:36.89] And know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\n[00:39.15] Just your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\n[00:41.73] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your -\n[00:43.01] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.83] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.99] N-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.87] You pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.66] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.05] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:56.02] But don't get sh- f- up\n[00:57.65] I be in the forefront with the -, don't front\n[00:59.70] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.89] Backseat, -, don't run, got one\n[01:04.47] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.89] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:12.25] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:15.19] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.13] This sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:23.96] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.86] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.31] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.75] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\n  Majority push -, they unemployed\n  Part of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\n  Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\n  Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n  Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n  Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\n  But f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\n  Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n  Like a - loaded in the slums\n  Lookin' for information on who the plug\n  On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n  Go and keep it wrapped tight\n  Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n  If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n  (That's why we been down for life)\n\n  Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n  Give a little energy, anything motivates\n  Come around, namaste, now you down\n  Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n  Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\n  Until the ocean dries and dies\n  Just rest assured the Sun will come\n  So close your eyes and ease your fears\n  Just let me whisper in your ear\n  Forever more, forever more\n  Ever more, forever more\n\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm\n  Let go, let it go\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n"},{"id":2519459,"name":"Lauder Too","trackName":"Lauder Too","artistName":"JID / Ravyn Lenae","albumName":"The Forever Story","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\nBut it's really just me, yo\nIt's somethin', I gotta, whatever\nUh, look\n\nPardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54] Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too\n  artist: JID, Ravyn Lenae, Eryn Allen Kane\n  album: The Forever Story\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n  start_ms: 1490\n  end_ms: 7500\n- text: But it's really just me, yo\n  start_ms: 7500\n  end_ms: 10130\n- text: It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n  start_ms: 10130\n  end_ms: 13060\n- text: Uh, look\n  start_ms: 13060\n  end_ms: 16460\n- text: Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  start_ms: 16460\n  end_ms: 17990\n- text: Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n  Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get shit fucked up\n  I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.67] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:08.22] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.74] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.66] Uh, look\n[00:16.41] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.92] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n  Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get shit fucked up\n  I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54] Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too (feat. 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54] Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too (ft. 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36] Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72] Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07] But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30] Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54] Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too Ft. 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06] Uh, look\n[00:16.46] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14] So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46] And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79] And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08] Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97] Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78] You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90] But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55] I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85] Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07] This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\nJust your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nNigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get shit fucked up\nI be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\nMajority push packs, they unemployed\nPart of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a drug loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.49]Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.50]But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.13]It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.06]Uh, look\n[00:16.46]Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.99]Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.02]Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.98]They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.98]But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.66]In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.73]Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.43]I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.14]So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n[00:33.27]As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.46]And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n[00:36.79]And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n[00:39.08]Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n[00:41.63]Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n[00:42.96]Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.80]But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.97]Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.78]You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.51]But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.27]Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:55.90]But don't get shit fucked up\n[00:57.55]I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n[00:59.84]Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.85]Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n[01:03.97]Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.67]Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:11.94]Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:14.08]No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.07]This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:24.38]Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.23]Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.33]Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.68]Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.36]Majority push packs, they unemployed\n[01:41.72]Part of your past straps, the crack come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.17]Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored negros\n[01:46.32]Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.26]Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.30]Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.07]But fuck it, I'm sick as fuck and I told you motherfuckers no recoverin'\n[01:54.83]Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66]Like a drug loaded in the slums\n[01:57.86]Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.51]On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.39]Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.63]Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.42]If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.17](That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.92]Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.53]Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.74]Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.13]Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:17.09]Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.19]Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:24.09]Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.86]Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.96]Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.23]Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.54]Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.14]Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.12]Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.27]So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.08]Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.30]Forever more, forever more\n[03:05.54]Ever more, forever more\n[03:17.60]Hm, hm-hm\n[03:22.97]Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.06]Let go, let it go\n[03:28.27]Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.87]Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:36.33]Hm, hm-hm\n[03:38.80]Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:47.23]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too (feat. 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger nigga, put your finger on the trigger\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that bitch rip 'til your back on flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black fuck 'bout y'all\n  Just your ass, your hips, your lips, my dick tip, my black balls\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your jaw\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  Nigga, my nigga, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, nigga, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get shit fucked up\n  I be in the forefront with the .45, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, shotgun, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This shit is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMinority boy black, lookin' for joy\nThey snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\nBut I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\nIn tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\nNot gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\nI'm sick of the noise\n\nSo be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\nAs you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\nAnd let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\nAnd know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\nJust your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\nDribblin' and dippin' em in your -\nScribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\nBut in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\nN-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\nYou pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\nBut now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\nLet's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\nBut don't get sh- f- up\nI be in the forefront with the -, don't front\nBack then, right now, last week, next month\nBackseat, -, don't run, got one\n\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nTell me, ain't a thing, baby\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\nNo matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\nThis sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\nDemons, head in the battle\nMm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\nYeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\nGivin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? 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More\nMajority push -, they unemployed\nPart of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\nBoarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\nNothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\nCandlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\nLookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\nBut f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\nKickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\nLike a - loaded in the slums\nLookin' for information on who the plug\nOn the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\nGo and keep it wrapped tight\nGive a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\nIf ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n(That's why we been down for life)\n\nGot a weird feeling that enemies on the way\nGive a little energy, anything motivates\nCome around, namaste, now you down\nDon't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\nCome feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nRain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\nFeel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nCome feel the love, come feel the love\nGotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\nUntil the ocean dries and dies\nJust rest assured the Sun will come\nSo close your eyes and ease your fears\nJust let me whisper in your ear\nForever more, forever more\nEver more, forever more\n\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm\nLet go, let it go\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\nHm, hm-hm\nHm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.51] Uh, tryna find a way to like, not overstep\n[00:07.84] But it's really just me, yo\n[00:10.02] It's somethin', I gotta, whatever\n[00:13.07] Uh, look\n[00:16.09] Pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[00:17.70] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[00:20.29] Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n[00:21.82] They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n[00:23.74] But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n[00:25.58] In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n[00:27.95] Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n[00:30.54] I'm sick of the noise\n[00:31.50] So be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\n[00:33.19] As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n[00:35.03] And let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\n[00:36.89] And know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\n[00:39.15] Just your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\n[00:41.73] Dribblin' and dippin' em in your -\n[00:43.01] Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n[00:44.83] But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n[00:46.99] N-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n[00:49.87] You pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\n[00:51.66] But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n[00:54.05] Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n[00:56.02] But don't get sh- f- up\n[00:57.65] I be in the forefront with the -, don't front\n[00:59.70] Back then, right now, last week, next month\n[01:01.89] Backseat, -, don't run, got one\n[01:04.47] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:08.89] Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n[01:12.25] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n[01:15.19] No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n[01:20.13] This sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n[01:23.96] Demons, head in the battle\n[01:27.86] Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n[01:35.31] Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n[01:37.75] Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n[01:40.16] Majority push -, they unemployed\n[01:41.73] Part of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\n[01:44.38] Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\n[01:46.44] Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n[01:48.30] Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n[01:50.32] Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n[01:52.24] But f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\n[01:54.88] Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n[01:56.66] Like a - loaded in the slums\n[01:58.03] Lookin' for information on who the plug\n[01:59.54] On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n[02:01.69] Go and keep it wrapped tight\n[02:02.95] Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n[02:04.76] If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n[02:06.67] (That's why we been down for life)\n[02:07.93] Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n[02:09.51] Give a little energy, anything motivates\n[02:11.61] Come around, namaste, now you down\n[02:14.04] Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n[02:16.96] Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:19.52] Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:23.53] Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n[02:27.73] Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n[02:31.62] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:34.08] Come feel the love, come feel the love\n[02:35.83] Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n[02:41.53] Until the ocean dries and dies\n[02:45.03] Just rest assured the Sun will come\n[02:49.28] So close your eyes and ease your fears\n[02:53.25] Just let me whisper in your ear\n[02:58.60] Forever more, forever more\n[03:06.14] Ever more, forever more\n[03:19.99] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:23.68] Hm-hm, hm\n[03:26.09] Let go, let it go\n[03:28.39] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:31.51] Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:35.93] Hm, hm-hm\n[03:39.57] Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n[03:46.87] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Lauder Too\n  artist: JID feat. 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More\n  Minority boy black, lookin' for joy\n  They snatch it, lookin' back, part I paint it for\n  But I'm tapped, I lap tap water, and tap dance\n  In tabernacles before the Lord, the pattern is null and void\n  Not gonna void the words that come with the voice inside of my head\n  I'm sick of the noise\n\n  So be a bigger n-, put your finger on the t-\n  As you're lookin' at the mirror, mirror, mirror on the wall\n  And let that b- rip 'til your backbone flip\n  And know the cracks don't give no black f- 'bout y'all\n  Just your a-, your hips, your lips, my d-, my black -\n  Dribblin' and dippin' em in your -\n  Scribblin' word rhymes, the crowd givin' applause\n  But in my spirit, I feel it that they don't hear me at all\n\n  N-, my n-, look at the bigger picture, we flawed, okay, cool\n  You pickin' up figures, n-, we proud, you paid dues\n  But now you gotta do what you can and can't abuse your power\n  Let's come up with a plan and we pursue and devour\n  But don't get sh- f- up\n  I be in the forefront with the -, don't front\n  Back then, right now, last week, next month\n  Backseat, -, don't run, got one\n\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  Tell me, ain't a thing, baby\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm\n  No matter what you say, no matter what you do, get high\n  This sh- is traveled, I'll stand beside ya (oh)\n  Demons, head in the battle\n  Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm, mm-mm (oh)\n\n  Yeah, pardon me but a part of me lookin' for more\n  Givin' my heart, my art, my artery, what do you want? More\n  Majority push -, they unemployed\n  Part of your past -, the - come in the stores, consume\n  Boarded windows, chosen boardrooms and bored n-\n  Nothin' to do but war wounds and more vigils\n  Candlelight moon, the more women, the more widows\n  Lookin' for food without a dude and four kiddos\n\n  But f- it, I'm sick as f- and I told you motherf- no recoverin'\n  Kickin' up and I'm coughin' and spittin' legitimate love\n  Like a - loaded in the slums\n  Lookin' for information on who the plug\n  On the black pipe, black gloves, black night, black baby\n  Go and keep it wrapped tight\n  Give a brother a hug and not a slug (damn right)\n  If ever trouble should come, we never crumble\n  (That's why we been down for life)\n\n  Got a weird feeling that enemies on the way\n  Give a little energy, anything motivates\n  Come around, namaste, now you down\n  Don't be afraid, just keep that fear locked out\n  Come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Rain down, come feel the love, feel the love right now\n  Feel the love, come feel the love, come feel the love right now\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Come feel the love, come feel the love\n  Gotta feel, gotta feel the love, gotta feel the love right now\n\n  Until the ocean dries and dies\n  Just rest assured the Sun will come\n  So close your eyes and ease your fears\n  Just let me whisper in your ear\n  Forever more, forever more\n  Ever more, forever more\n\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm\n  Let go, let it go\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (oh, oh, oh, hey)\n  Hm, hm-hm\n  Hm-hm, hm (hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, hey)\n"}]