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(Askin' for?)\n[00:59.58] Look, I'm just tryna blow good dope\n[01:01.90] And put my feet to the metal in life to see just how fast it goes\n[01:05.38] Fuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes (grab her toes)\n[01:08.78] And Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper\n[01:12.05] Maneuver like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks\n[01:14.54] Been doin' this since a young buck\n[01:16.49] Bangin' for 50 cent from a victim, while my gun tucked (while my gun tucked)\n[01:20.24] And somebody gotta get it\n[01:22.01] And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it\n[01:26.09] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\n[01:29.85] You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\n[01:32.92] When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n[01:37.02] Lord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\n[01:40.84] I know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\n[01:43.58] But plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\n[01:46.54] So, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)\n[01:47.28] I stay at your head or be at your throat\n[01:49.74] Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke\n[01:52.64] Niggas know the status and bitches come cast they votes\n[01:55.49] In my zone with coke and plenty of grass to smoke\n[01:58.29] I'm surpassin' broke, stay trappin' for mo'\n[02:01.05] Two chicks boosting, we hookin' back up in the back of the sto'\n[02:03.84] I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimpin' my pen\n[02:06.81] Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways\n[02:09.63] I was raised by winners\n[02:11.06] Niggas who park Benz's up at that Staples Center\n[02:13.95] Now that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money\n[02:16.35] Nothin' but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw\n[02:19.60] It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star\n[02:22.46] What I do is internal, smokin' herbal\n[02:24.60] Tryna run up in some bitches who fertile, whoa\n[02:27.29] Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change\n[02:30.16] Exercise some game, niggas vibe done changed\n[02:33.08] No lookin' back at it, 'cause this is that moment\n[02:34.98] I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent\n[02:37.72] Give it to anybody that want it\n[02:39.52] Represent the underdog, trainin' in the gym\n[02:42.07] 'Til the minute they get they number called\n[02:44.26] I'm speed baggin' this work, the trainers see me smashing\n[02:46.94] With perspiration on the back of my shirt, makin' them sweat\n[02:50.06] Better yet, just look at them vexed\n[02:51.91] Like when I'm in that NiX, cashin' a check\n[02:54.06] You know it's real, nigga\n[02:56.48] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\n[03:00.36] You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\n[03:03.35] When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n[03:07.43] Lord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\n[03:11.24] I know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\n[03:13.90] But plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\n[03:16.68] So, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)\n[03:18.24] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Necessary\n  artist: Jay Rock\n  album: '90059'\n  duration_ms: 201000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: 90059 be the zip (be the zip), it be the zip (be the zip)\n  start_ms: 650\n  end_ms: 6300\n- text: 90059 be the zip (be the zip) (yeah), it be the zip (be the zip)\n  start_ms: 6300\n  end_ms: 12310\n- text: Uh, it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n  start_ms: 12310\n  end_ms: 15540\n- text: 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n  start_ms: 15540\n  end_ms: 21600\n- text: 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n  start_ms: 21600\n  end_ms: 27640\n- text: 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n  start_ms: 27640\n  end_ms: 33730\n- text: 90059 be the zip\n  start_ms: 33730\n  end_ms: 39370\n- text: I'm straight up out that East side, swingin' like zip lines\n  start_ms: 39370\n  end_ms: 42310\n- text: On Forgiato rim tire, automatic spit fire\n  start_ms: 42310\n  end_ms: 45330\n- text: '''Gnac in a black canister, look at this bastard go'\n  start_ms: 45330\n  end_ms: 48320\n- text: It don't take much to aim, fingers be snatchin' souls\n  start_ms: 48320\n  end_ms: 51230\n- text: Out on my grind, rhymin', stackin' this cash to hold\n  start_ms: 51230\n  end_ms: 54210\n- text: And I could take you where them niggas get bodied\n  start_ms: 54210\n  end_ms: 56040\n- text: But that ain't nobody business, so what the fuck is you askin' for? 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Necessary","trackName":"01. Necessary","artistName":"Jay Rock","albumName":"90059","duration":200.784,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"90059 be the zip (be the zip), it be the zip (be the zip)\n90059 be the zip (be the zip) (yeah), it be the zip (be the zip)\nUh, it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n90059 be the zip\n\nI'm straight up out that East side, swingin' like zip lines\nOn Forgiato rim tire, automatic spit fire\n'Gnac in a black canister, look at this bastard go\nIt don't take much to aim, fingers be snatchin' souls\nOut on my grind, rhymin', stackin' this cash to hold\nAnd I could take you where them niggas get bodied\n\nBut that ain't nobody business, so what the fuck is you askin' for? (Askin' for?)\nLook, I'm just tryna blow good dope\nAnd put my feet to the metal in life to see just how fast it goes\nFuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes (grab her toes)\nAnd Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper\n\nManeuver like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks\nBeen doin' this since a young buck\nBangin' for 50 cent from a victim, while my gun tucked (while my gun tucked)\nAnd somebody gotta get it\nAnd when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it\n\nThe struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\nYou gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\nWhen you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n\nLord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\nI know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\nBut plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\nSo, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)\n\nI stay at your head or be at your throat\nBetter ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke\nNiggas know the status and bitches come cast they votes\nIn my zone with coke and plenty of grass to smoke\nI'm surpassin' broke, stay trappin' for mo'\nTwo chicks boosting, we hookin' back up in the back of the sto'\nI'm the jack of many trades, steady pimpin' my pen\n\nHustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways\nI was raised by winners\nNiggas who park Benz's up at that Staples Center\nNow that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money\nNothin' but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw\nIt's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star\nWhat I do is internal, smokin' herbal\n\nTryna run up in some bitches who fertile, whoa\nFeel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change\nExercise some game, niggas vibe done changed\nNo lookin' back at it, 'cause this is that moment\nI step forward ready to go at each and every opponent\nGive it to anybody that want it\nRepresent the underdog, trainin' in the gym\n\n'Til the minute they get they number called\nI'm speed baggin' this work, the trainers see me smashing\nWith perspiration on the back of my shirt, makin' them sweat\nBetter yet, just look at them vexed\nLike when I'm in that NiX, cashin' a check\nYou know it's real, nigga\n\nThe struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\nYou gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\nWhen you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n\nLord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\nI know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\nBut plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\nSo, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.65] 90059 be the zip (be the zip), it be the zip (be the zip)\n[00:06.30] 90059 be the zip (be the zip) (yeah), it be the zip (be the zip)\n[00:12.31] Uh, it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n[00:15.54] 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n[00:21.60] 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n[00:27.64] 90059 be the zip (be the zip), (yeah) it be the zip (be the zip) (yeah)\n[00:33.73] 90059 be the zip\n[00:39.37] I'm straight up out that East side, swingin' like zip lines\n[00:42.31] On Forgiato rim tire, automatic spit fire\n[00:45.33] 'Gnac in a black canister, look at this bastard go\n[00:48.32] It don't take much to aim, fingers be snatchin' souls\n[00:51.23] Out on my grind, rhymin', stackin' this cash to hold\n[00:54.21] And I could take you where them niggas get bodied\n[00:56.04] But that ain't nobody business, so what the fuck is you askin' for? (Askin' for?)\n[00:59.58] Look, I'm just tryna blow good dope\n[01:01.90] And put my feet to the metal in life to see just how fast it goes\n[01:05.38] Fuck the world, gotta make that bitch grab her toes (grab her toes)\n[01:08.78] And Rock game never goofy, no weapon shall prosper\n[01:12.05] Maneuver like I'm Bruce Lee, ya know I'm chucks\n[01:14.54] Been doin' this since a young buck\n[01:16.49] Bangin' for 50 cent from a victim, while my gun tucked (while my gun tucked)\n[01:20.24] And somebody gotta get it\n[01:22.01] And when you make a dollar, know somebody gotta spend it\n[01:26.09] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\n[01:29.85] You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\n[01:32.92] When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n[01:37.02] Lord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\n[01:40.84] I know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\n[01:43.58] But plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\n[01:46.54] So, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)\n[01:47.28] I stay at your head or be at your throat\n[01:49.74] Better ask your folk, I'm never the dawg to provoke\n[01:52.64] Niggas know the status and bitches come cast they votes\n[01:55.49] In my zone with coke and plenty of grass to smoke\n[01:58.29] I'm surpassin' broke, stay trappin' for mo'\n[02:01.05] Two chicks boosting, we hookin' back up in the back of the sto'\n[02:03.84] I'm the jack of many trades, steady pimpin' my pen\n[02:06.81] Hustle in the shade, respond in a nigga's funny ways\n[02:09.63] I was raised by winners\n[02:11.06] Niggas who park Benz's up at that Staples Center\n[02:13.95] Now that gangsta nigga, I'm on some new money\n[02:16.35] Nothin' but raw, pop shit, catch one in the jaw\n[02:19.60] It's gutta law, I know, you wish you was a star\n[02:22.46] What I do is internal, smokin' herbal\n[02:24.60] Tryna run up in some bitches who fertile, whoa\n[02:27.29] Feel like this is my moment, feel it's time for change\n[02:30.16] Exercise some game, niggas vibe done changed\n[02:33.08] No lookin' back at it, 'cause this is that moment\n[02:34.98] I step forward ready to go at each and every opponent\n[02:37.72] Give it to anybody that want it\n[02:39.52] Represent the underdog, trainin' in the gym\n[02:42.07] 'Til the minute they get they number called\n[02:44.26] I'm speed baggin' this work, the trainers see me smashing\n[02:46.94] With perspiration on the back of my shirt, makin' them sweat\n[02:50.06] Better yet, just look at them vexed\n[02:51.91] Like when I'm in that NiX, cashin' a check\n[02:54.06] You know it's real, nigga\n[02:56.48] The struggle is real, the struggle is real, the struggle is real\n[03:00.36] You gotta do what you got to just to get over the hill\n[03:03.35] When you live in America, either kill or be killed, yo\n[03:07.43] Lord, have mercy (have mercy), have mercy (have mercy)\n[03:11.24] I know I ain't livin' right and know I'm not perfect\n[03:13.90] But plus I gotta eat, what I'm doin', it's worth it\n[03:16.68] So, Lord, have mercy (have mercy)\n[03:18.24] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 01. 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