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Only God could teleport this type of freedom\nGod, my confession is yours, but\nWho am I if I don't go to war?\nThere's opportunity when livin' with loss\nI discover myself when I fall short\nRaise my hands to a fallen sky, I fantasize\nMe jumpin' planets immortalized, I correspond\nThree angels watchin' me all the time\nPut my children to sleep, with a prayer, then close my eyes, definition of peace\nTell me who gon' stop me? I come from love\nEstelle cover my heart, then open me up\nRemember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\nTimid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\nOften, I know this type of power is gon' cost\nBut I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\nThe mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\nBut the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\nYeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\nEven he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\nAin't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\nFuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\nConspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\nFind the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\nAre you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see\nHave you ever thought that OVO is workin' for me?\nFake bully, I hate bullies, you must be a terrible person\nEveryone inside your team is whispering that you deserve it\nCan't \"Toosie Slide\" up out of this one, it's just gon' resurface\nEvery dog gotta have his day, now live in your purpose\nIt was fun until you start to put money in the streets\nThen lost money, 'cause they came back with no receipts\nI'm sorry that I live a boring life, I love peace\nBut war ready if the world is ready to see you bleed\nThe Elohim, KTW, Know you can't sleep\nThese images trouble you, know the wires in your circuit should puzzle you\nIf you were street smart, then you woulda caught that your entourage is only to hustle you\nA hundred niggas that you got on salary, and twenty of 'em want you as a casualty\nAnd one of them is actually, next to you\nAnd two of them is practically tired of your lifestyle, just don't got the audacity to tell you\nBut let me tell you some game, 'cause I can see you, my lil' homie\nYou playin' dirty with propaganda, it blow up on ya\nYou're playin' dirty with Zack Bia and Twitter bots\nBut your reality can't hide behind Wi-Fi\nYour lil' memes is losing steam, they figured you out\nThe forced opinions is not convincin', y'all need a new route\nIt's time you look around on who's around you, before you figure that you're not alone\nAsk what Mike would do\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.000]\n[00:01.827] Uh (Uh)\n[00:10.137] Uh (Uh)\n[00:16.50] Uh, yeah (Uh)\n[00:17.90] It's survival, survival\n[00:25.29] I think somebody lyin'\n[00:28.32] Smell somebody lyin'\n[00:30.96] I don't see no fire\n[00:33.05] \n[00:39.00] Off-white Sunseeker at the Marina\n[00:41.01] Fuck a Phantom, I like to buy yachts when I get the fever\n[00:43.52] Wine cooler spill on my white T-shirt, the sightseer\n[00:46.25] Trifecta: money, morals, and culture, that's my leisure\n[00:48.98] My visa, passport tatted, I show up in Ibiza\n[00:51.76] Lucali's dwellin' in Brooklyn, just to put me some pizza\n[00:54.53] Who could reach us? 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I come from love\n[01:21.28] Estelle cover my heart, then open me up\n[01:23.63] Remember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\n[01:27.21] Timid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\n[01:30.20] Often, I know this type of power is gon' cost\n[01:32.89] But I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\n[01:35.75] The mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\n[01:38.61] But the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\n[01:41.46] Yeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\n[01:44.07] Even he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\n[01:46.81] Ain't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\n[01:49.45] Fuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\n[01:52.39] Conspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\n[01:54.86] Find the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\n[01:57.72] Are you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see\n[02:00.02] Have you ever thought that OVO is workin' for me?\n[02:03.18] Fake bully, I hate bullies, you must be a terrible person\n[02:05.91] Everyone inside your team is whispering that you deserve it\n[02:08.69] Can't \"Toosie Slide\" up out of this one, it's just gon' resurface\n[02:11.46] Every dog gotta have his day, now live in your purpose\n[02:14.23] It was fun until you start to put money in the streets\n[02:16.79] Then lost money, 'cause they came back with no receipts\n[02:19.44] I'm sorry that I live a boring life, I love peace\n[02:22.17] But war ready if the world is ready to see you bleed\n[02:25.07] The Elohim, KTW, Know you can't sleep\n[02:27.97] These images trouble you, know the wires in your circuit should puzzle you\n[02:31.09] If you were street smart, then you woulda caught that your entourage is only to hustle you\n[02:34.93] A hundred niggas that you got on salary, and twenty of 'em want you as a casualty\n[02:39.11] And one of them is actually, next to you\n[02:41.50] And two of them is practically tired of your lifestyle, just don't got the audacity to tell you\n[02:46.19] But let me tell you some game, 'cause I can see you, my lil' homie\n[02:49.13] You playin' dirty with propaganda, it blow up on ya\n[02:51.69] You're playin' dirty with Zack Bia and Twitter bots\n[02:54.47] But your reality can't hide behind Wi-Fi\n[02:57.33] Your lil' memes is losing steam, they figured you out\n[03:00.01] The forced opinions is not convincin', y'all need a new route\n[03:02.74] It's time you look around on who's around you, before you figure that you're not alone\n[03:07.22] Ask what Mike would do\n[03:44.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 6:16 in LA\n  artist: Kendrick Lamar\n  album: 6:16 in LA\n  duration_ms: 217548\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 0\n  end_ms: 1827\n- text: Uh (Uh)\n  start_ms: 1827\n  end_ms: 10137\n- text: Uh (Uh)\n  start_ms: 10137\n  end_ms: 16500\n- text: Uh, yeah (Uh)\n  start_ms: 16500\n  end_ms: 17900\n- text: It's survival, survival\n  start_ms: 17900\n  end_ms: 25290\n- text: I think somebody lyin'\n  start_ms: 25290\n  end_ms: 28320\n- text: Smell somebody lyin'\n  start_ms: 28320\n  end_ms: 30960\n- text: I don't see no fire\n  start_ms: 30960\n  end_ms: 33050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 33050\n  end_ms: 39000\n- text: Off-white Sunseeker at the Marina\n  start_ms: 39000\n  end_ms: 41010\n- text: Fuck a Phantom, I like to buy yachts when I get the fever\n  start_ms: 41010\n  end_ms: 43520\n- text: Wine cooler spill on my white T-shirt, the sightseer\n  start_ms: 43520\n  end_ms: 46250\n- text: 'Trifecta: money, morals, and culture, that''s my leisure'\n  start_ms: 46250\n  end_ms: 48980\n- text: My visa, passport tatted, I show up in Ibiza\n  start_ms: 48980\n  end_ms: 51760\n- text: Lucali's dwellin' in Brooklyn, just to put me some pizza\n  start_ms: 51760\n  end_ms: 54530\n- text: Who could reach us? 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Only God could teleport this type of freedom\nGod, my confession is yours, but\nWho am I if I don't go to war?\nThere's opportunity when livin' with loss\nI discover myself when I fall short\nRaise my hands to a fallen sky, I fantasize\nMe jumpin' planets immortalized, I correspond\nThree angels watchin' me all the time\nPut my children to sleep, with a prayer, then close my eyes, definition of peace\nTell me who gon' stop me? I come from love\nEstelle cover my heart, then open me up\nRemember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\nTimid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\nOften, I know this type of power is gon' cost\nBut I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\nThe mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\nBut the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\nYeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\nEven he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\nAin't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\nFuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\nConspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\nFind the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\nAre you finally ready to play have-you-ever? 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Only God could teleport this type of freedom\nGod, my confession is yours, but\nWho am I if I don't go to war?\nThere's opportunity when livin' with loss\nI discover myself when I fall short\nRaise my hands to a fallen sky, I fantasize\nMe jumpin' planets immortalized, I correspond\nThree angels watchin' me all the time\nPut my children to sleep, with a prayer, then close my eyes, definition of peace\nTell me who gon' stop me? I come from love\nEstelle cover my heart, then open me up\nRemember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\nTimid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\nOften, I know this type of power is gon' cost\nBut I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\nThe mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\nBut the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\nYeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\nEven he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\nAin't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\nFuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\nConspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\nFind the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\nAre you finally ready to play have-you-ever? 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I come from love\n  start_ms: 79320\n  end_ms: 81280\n- text: Estelle cover my heart, then open me up\n  start_ms: 81280\n  end_ms: 83630\n- text: Remember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\n  start_ms: 83630\n  end_ms: 87210\n- text: Timid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\n  start_ms: 87210\n  end_ms: 90200\n- text: Often, I know this type of power is gon' cost\n  start_ms: 90200\n  end_ms: 92890\n- text: But I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\n  start_ms: 92890\n  end_ms: 95750\n- text: The mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\n  start_ms: 95750\n  end_ms: 98610\n- text: But the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\n  start_ms: 98610\n  end_ms: 101460\n- text: Yeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\n  start_ms: 101460\n  end_ms: 104070\n- text: Even he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\n  start_ms: 104070\n  end_ms: 106810\n- text: Ain't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\n  start_ms: 106810\n  end_ms: 109450\n- text: Fuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\n  start_ms: 109450\n  end_ms: 112390\n- text: Conspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\n  start_ms: 112390\n  end_ms: 114860\n- text: Find the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\n  start_ms: 114860\n  end_ms: 117720\n- text: Are you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see\n  start_ms: 117720\n  end_ms: 120020\n- text: Have you ever thought that OVO is workin' for me?\n  start_ms: 120020\n  end_ms: 123180\n- text: Fake bully, I hate bullies, you must be a terrible person\n  start_ms: 123180\n  end_ms: 125910\n- text: Everyone inside your team is whispering that you deserve it\n  start_ms: 125910\n  end_ms: 128690\n- text: Can't \"Toosie Slide\" up out of this one, it's just gon' resurface\n  start_ms: 128690\n  end_ms: 131460\n- text: Every dog gotta have his day, now live in your purpose\n  start_ms: 131460\n  end_ms: 134230\n- text: It was fun until you start to put money in the streets\n  start_ms: 134230\n  end_ms: 136790\n- text: Then lost money, 'cause they came back with no receipts\n  start_ms: 136790\n  end_ms: 139440\n- text: I'm sorry that I live a boring life, I love peace\n  start_ms: 139440\n  end_ms: 142170\n- text: But war ready if the world is ready to see you bleed\n  start_ms: 142170\n  end_ms: 145070\n- text: The Elohim, KTW, Know you can't sleep\n  start_ms: 145070\n  end_ms: 147970\n- text: These images trouble you, know the wires in your circuit should puzzle you\n  start_ms: 147970\n  end_ms: 151090\n- text: If you were street smart, then you woulda caught that your entourage is only to hustle you\n  start_ms: 151090\n  end_ms: 154930\n- text: A hundred niggas that you got on salary, and twenty of 'em want you as a casualty\n  start_ms: 154930\n  end_ms: 159110\n- text: And one of them is actually, next to you\n  start_ms: 159110\n  end_ms: 161500\n- text: And two of them is practically tired of your lifestyle, just don't got the audacity to tell you\n  start_ms: 161500\n  end_ms: 166190\n- text: But let me tell you some game, 'cause I can see you, my lil' homie\n  start_ms: 166190\n  end_ms: 169130\n- text: You playin' dirty with propaganda, it blow up on ya\n  start_ms: 169130\n  end_ms: 171690\n- text: You're playin' dirty with Zack Bia and Twitter bots\n  start_ms: 171690\n  end_ms: 174470\n- text: But your reality can't hide behind Wi-Fi\n  start_ms: 174470\n  end_ms: 177330\n- text: Your lil' memes is losing steam, they figured you out\n  start_ms: 177330\n  end_ms: 180010\n- text: The forced opinions is not convincin', y'all need a new route\n  start_ms: 180010\n  end_ms: 182740\n- text: It's time you look around on who's around you, before you figure that you're not alone\n  start_ms: 182740\n  end_ms: 187220\n- text: Ask what Mike would do\n  start_ms: 187220\n  end_ms: 224770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 224770\nplain: |2\n\n  Uh (Uh)\n  Uh (Uh)\n  Uh, yeah (Uh)\n  It's survival, survival\n  I think somebody lyin'\n  Smell somebody lyin'\n  I don't see no fire\n\n  Off-white Sunseeker at the Marina\n  Fuck a Phantom, I like to buy yachts when I get the fever\n  Wine cooler spill on my white T-shirt, the sightseer\n  Trifecta: money, morals, and culture, that's my leisure\n  My visa, passport tatted, I show up in Ibiza\n  Lucali's dwellin' in Brooklyn, just to put me some pizza\n  Who could reach us? Only God could teleport this type of freedom\n  God, my confession is yours, but\n  Who am I if I don't go to war?\n  There's opportunity when livin' with loss\n  I discover myself when I fall short\n  Raise my hands to a fallen sky, I fantasize\n  Me jumpin' planets immortalized, I correspond\n  Three angels watchin' me all the time\n  Put my children to sleep, with a prayer, then close my eyes, definition of peace\n  Tell me who gon' stop me? I come from love\n  Estelle cover my heart, then open me up\n  Remember when, picked up a pen, lyrics that I could trust\n  Timid soul, stare in the mirror, askin' where I was from\n  Often, I know this type of power is gon' cost\n  But I live in circadian rhythms of a shooting star\n  The mannerisms of Raphael, I can heal and give you art\n  But the industry's cooked as I pick the carcass apart\n  Yeah, somebody's lyin', I could see the vibes on Ak'\n  Even he lookin' compromised, let's peel the layers back\n  Ain't no brownie points for beating your chest, harassin' Ant\n  Fuckin' with good people make good people go to bat\n  Conspiracies 'bout cash dog? That's not even the leak\n  Find the Jewells like Kash Doll, I just need you to think\n  Are you finally ready to play have-you-ever? Let's see\n  Have you ever thought that OVO is workin' for me?\n  Fake bully, I hate bullies, you must be a terrible person\n  Everyone inside your team is whispering that you deserve it\n  Can't \"Toosie Slide\" up out of this one, it's just gon' resurface\n  Every dog gotta have his day, now live in your purpose\n  It was fun until you start to put money in the streets\n  Then lost money, 'cause they came back with no receipts\n  I'm sorry that I live a boring life, I love peace\n  But war ready if the world is ready to see you bleed\n  The Elohim, KTW, Know you can't sleep\n  These images trouble you, know the wires in your circuit should puzzle you\n  If you were street smart, then you woulda caught that your entourage is only to hustle you\n  A hundred niggas that you got on salary, and twenty of 'em want you as a casualty\n  And one of them is actually, next to you\n  And two of them is practically tired of your lifestyle, just don't got the audacity to tell you\n  But let me tell you some game, 'cause I can see you, my lil' homie\n  You playin' dirty with propaganda, it blow up on ya\n  You're playin' dirty with Zack Bia and Twitter bots\n  But your reality can't hide behind Wi-Fi\n  Your lil' memes is losing steam, they figured you out\n  The forced opinions is not convincin', y'all need a new route\n  It's time you look around on who's around you, before you figure that you're not alone\n  Ask what Mike would do\n"}]