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I just wanted to be a kid and play\nTo this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats\nNever stolen, I'm from Maryland\nWhere they shoot you in the dark of the night\nLike Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon\n\nCatch me rollin' with the realest\nLyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero\nFar from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas\nIf your bitch around me best bring an umbrella\nLet me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa\nMurder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller\nYeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa\nWe don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love\nWord to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs\nAnd overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic)\nYeah\n\nHip Hop\n\nI swear this music in my genes like Denim\nLyricism seep in 'em like venom\nYes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\nEven though heaven sent him, uh\n\nSee my vision as I've elevated and risen\nOpen your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision\nI finally made my way up out that section 8 division\nNot by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin'\nBut by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings\nWhile the label only care about making a killin'\nFeel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G\nThat's the shit they never see\n\nBut I own supremacy, number one, I better be\nBitch, I said I bet I be\nTake my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me\nTell me how is they gonna remember me\nAs the artist that concocted the perfect recipe\nOr will they be addressing me, talking less of me\nJust 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love\nAnd the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove\n'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it\nI just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100\nI just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it\n\nWorldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted\nWhile the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted\nStill that same motherfucker from that YS1\nOnly difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun\nSo when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed\nThat my music is different and my vision's rearranged\nI just stop, and do my best to refrain\nFrom having conversations with people that ain't in my lane\nWill I die? (Will I die?) Will I live?\nGive the world everything I have to give\n\nThis is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age\nUnderstand that I'm a man not defined by his wage\nEven though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance\nOpen your mind and maybe you can see the billions\nOf people that separated, but all equal\nTo know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh\n\nI swear this music in my genes like Denim\nLyricism seep in 'em like venom\nYes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\nEven though heaven sent him\nSpit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone","syncedLyrics":"[00:22.64] Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends\n[00:26.04] Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren\n[00:29.01] Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us\n[00:31.86] Breaking bread like I'm Jesus\n[00:33.38] Money ain't everything, but somehow eases\n[00:35.46] Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'\n[00:38.49] Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food\n[00:41.37] Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude\n[00:44.15] He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him\n[00:47.68] I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't\n[00:49.74] 'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't\n[00:52.82] See my vision from pictures I paint\n[00:54.82] Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it\n[00:57.78] Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past\n[01:01.87] Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask\n[01:03.94] Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby\n[01:07.07] Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery\n[01:09.75] Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store\n[01:12.55] Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door\n[01:15.40] Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A\n[01:18.46] What can I say? 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(Will I die?) Will I live?\n[03:52.53] Give the world everything I have to give\n[03:55.10] This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age\n[03:57.87] Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage\n[04:00.45] Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance\n[04:03.52] Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions\n[04:06.10] Of people that separated, but all equal\n[04:08.55] To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh\n[04:11.31] I swear this music in my genes like Denim\n[04:13.67] Lyricism seep in 'em like venom\n[04:15.81] Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\n[04:17.76] Even though heaven sent him\n[04:19.08] Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone\n[04:21.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Food\n  artist: Logic\n  album: Logic (Complete)\n  duration_ms: 293000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends\n  start_ms: 22640\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 29010\n- text: Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us\n  start_ms: 29010\n  end_ms: 31860\n- text: Breaking bread like I'm Jesus\n  start_ms: 31860\n  end_ms: 33380\n- text: Money ain't everything, but somehow eases\n  start_ms: 33380\n  end_ms: 35460\n- text: Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'\n  start_ms: 35460\n  end_ms: 38490\n- text: Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food\n  start_ms: 38490\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44150\n- text: He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him\n  start_ms: 44150\n  end_ms: 47680\n- text: I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't\n  start_ms: 47680\n  end_ms: 49740\n- text: '''Cause if I do po po gon'' claim I''m the villain, but I ain''t'\n  start_ms: 49740\n  end_ms: 52820\n- text: See my vision from pictures I paint\n  start_ms: 52820\n  end_ms: 54820\n- text: Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it\n  start_ms: 54820\n  end_ms: 57780\n- text: Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past\n  start_ms: 57780\n  end_ms: 61870\n- text: Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask\n  start_ms: 61870\n  end_ms: 63940\n- text: Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby\n  start_ms: 63940\n  end_ms: 67070\n- text: Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery\n  start_ms: 67070\n  end_ms: 69750\n- text: Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store\n  start_ms: 69750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 75400\n- text: Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A\n  start_ms: 75400\n  end_ms: 78460\n- text: What can I say? 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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Or rather, my hypothesis\nI'm darker than Gotham is like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees\n\nYou better believe\nI know how to turn a profit with ease\nDiacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas\nHurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees\n\nSwitch the topic, I drop it\nFuck around then leave them all concussed\nWhen I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked\nIndustry rule number four thousand and eighty one\n\nYour new shit ain't good as your old shit\n'Til your new shit is your old shit, son\nAnd then some, gotta get some\nI wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son\nAs an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme\nAs a representation to give your family your time\n\nIf you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down\nThey don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound\nNo matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground\nThat's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth\n\nMoney ain't the key to happiness and this the proof\nModern day rap is like a golden era spoof\nBut a few of us were searching within the second renaissance\nAnd I know that my debutantes\nBeen keeping the legacy going\nBy flowing so involuntarily seamless\nMe and my team is finally reaping\nWhat we been sowing like a seamstress\n\nI said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung\nWas livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undun\nAnd now they wonder how I got over son (Do you want more?)\nHell yeah, now check the method\nI been livin' outside of pages for ages\n\nNow I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\nFrom Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\nIt feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\nEverlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\nInhale, exhale, people hate\nOh well, 2012\nDreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n2013, on the cover XXL\n\nLivin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n'Cause I prevail\nBut that's a story for another time\nStory for another rhyme\n\nAnd on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually\nGreatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially\nAnd if we're being modest then potentially\nAnd if we're being humble then...\n\nOh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot\nAyy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys\nSuck my dick\n\nStraight on the basement mic\nAyy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man\nI just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun\nBack in the basement type shit\n\nAyo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world\nWas talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl\nThe year was 2115 at Babel Space Station\nWas home to the very last of the human population\n\nThe captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai\nAnd he's the man that discovered the Ultra 85\nAccompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia\nMade of ones and zeros, she was a program\n\nYou could ask her any question even about the fall of man\nThen one day they discovered a planet in deep space\nThat nobody before them had ever found in they database\nI mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race\n\nThe planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, \"My God\nIt'd be very nice, traveling through outer space\nWe done had some scary nights\nWe done had some scary fights\"\n\nAll about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit\nThomas love that boom bap shit\n\"I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured\nWhat if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?\"\n\n\"Don't think that way, my son\nEverything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\nAnd if by chance we do come across an alien\nI'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\nSet to kill, never stun\nWagwan, we get it done\"\n\nNow the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n\"We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)\nWe gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\nAnd no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n\n\"Understood?\" \"Understand\", \"All good? Let's get it then\" (Two, one)\nOnce they touched down nobody could hear a sound\n'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground\nWhat they found, a planet full of life\nA planet full of shit they never seen\nStraight up out a movie scene\nOn some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?\n\nWalk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted\nIf it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it\nThe seventh album by a musician they both revered\nFirst time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere\n\nThomas thinkin' about a picture of his girl\nThat he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser\nWishin' he could undress her\nGive her the pipe, no lesser\n\nKai thinkin' nuts like a professor\nWondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher\nNow is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?\nAll the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher\nTwo men here to save the world, no pressure","syncedLyrics":"[00:21.91] Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people\n[00:24.62] Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal\n[00:27.24] On this Under Pressure sequel\n[00:28.54] We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing\n[00:31.31] People scared of change\n[00:32.15] But you'll find me deep in the cushion\n[00:33.78] Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing\n[00:35.93] Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'\n[00:37.96] I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'\n[00:40.85] What's the conclusion? Or rather, my hypothesis\n[00:42.99] I'm darker than Gotham is like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees\n[00:46.62] You better believe\n[00:47.66] I know how to turn a profit with ease\n[00:49.67] Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas\n[00:52.75] Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees\n[00:55.36] Switch the topic, I drop it\n[00:56.50] Fuck around then leave them all concussed\n[00:58.27] When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked\n[01:01.23] Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one\n[01:04.01] Your new shit ain't good as your old shit\n[01:05.87] 'Til your new shit is your old shit, son\n[01:07.75] And then some, gotta get some\n[01:09.02] I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son\n[01:12.30] As an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme\n[01:14.76] As a representation to give your family your time\n[01:17.61] If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down\n[01:20.37] They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound\n[01:23.01] No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground\n[01:26.06] That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth\n[01:30.18] Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof\n[01:32.69] Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof\n[01:35.27] But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance\n[01:38.00] And I know that my debutantes\n[01:39.53] Been keeping the legacy going\n[01:40.71] By flowing so involuntarily seamless\n[01:43.01] Me and my team is finally reaping\n[01:44.88] What we been sowing like a seamstress\n[01:46.60] I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung\n[01:49.25] Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undun\n[01:51.95] And now they wonder how I got over son (Do you want more?)\n[01:55.05] Hell yeah, now check the method\n[01:56.75] I been livin' outside of pages for ages\n[01:58.78] Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\n[02:02.42] From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\n[02:05.12] It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\n[02:08.03] Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\n[02:11.28] Inhale, exhale, people hate\n[02:13.34] Oh well, 2012\n[02:14.80] Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n[02:16.82] 2013, on the cover XXL\n[02:19.14] Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n[02:22.19] 'Cause I prevail\n[02:22.97] But that's a story for another time\n[02:25.05] Story for another rhyme\n[02:26.70] And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually\n[02:29.73] Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially\n[02:32.67] And if we're being modest then potentially\n[02:34.56] And if we're being humble then...\n[03:09.75] Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot\n[03:12.43] Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys\n[03:17.15] Suck my dick\n[03:18.64] Straight on the basement mic\n[03:31.50] Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man\n[03:33.46] I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun\n[03:35.67] Back in the basement type shit\n[03:37.31] Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world\n[03:39.98] Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl\n[03:42.55] The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station\n[03:44.91] Was home to the very last of the human population\n[03:47.73] The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai\n[03:50.01] And he's the man that discovered the Ultra 85\n[03:52.67] Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia\n[03:55.59] Made of ones and zeros, she was a program\n[03:57.99] You could ask her any question even about the fall of man\n[04:00.69] Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space\n[04:03.22] That nobody before them had ever found in they database\n[04:05.53] I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race\n[04:08.28] The planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, \"My God\n[04:10.65] It'd be very nice, traveling through outer space\n[04:13.04] We done had some scary nights\n[04:14.20] We done had some scary fights\"\n[04:15.59] All about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit\n[04:17.82] Thomas love that boom bap shit\n[04:19.28] \"I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured\n[04:21.86] What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?\"\n[04:24.43] \"Don't think that way, my son\n[04:26.31] Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\n[04:28.93] And if by chance we do come across an alien\n[04:31.39] I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\n[04:33.97] Set to kill, never stun\n[04:35.05] Wagwan, we get it done\"\n[04:36.74] Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n[04:38.81] \"We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)\n[04:41.35] We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\n[04:44.10] And no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n[04:46.98] \"Understood?\" \"Understand\", \"All good? Let's get it then\" (Two, one)\n[04:49.76] Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound\n[04:52.08] 'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground\n[04:54.54] What they found, a planet full of life\n[04:56.58] A planet full of shit they never seen\n[04:58.22] Straight up out a movie scene\n[04:59.75] On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?\n[05:02.56] Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted\n[05:05.21] If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it\n[05:07.85] The seventh album by a musician they both revered\n[05:10.15] First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere\n[05:13.13] Thomas thinkin' about a picture of his girl\n[05:14.88] That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser\n[05:18.04] Wishin' he could undress her\n[05:19.39] Give her the pipe, no lesser\n[05:20.92] Kai thinkin' nuts like a professor\n[05:22.64] Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher\n[05:25.38] Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?\n[05:28.45] All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher\n[05:31.13] Two men here to save the world, no pressure\n[05:33.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Food II\n  artist: Logic\n  album: Logic (Complete)\n  duration_ms: 334000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people\n  start_ms: 21910\n  end_ms: 24620\n- text: Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal\n  start_ms: 24620\n  end_ms: 27240\n- text: On this Under Pressure sequel\n  start_ms: 27240\n  end_ms: 28540\n- text: We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing\n  start_ms: 28540\n  end_ms: 31310\n- text: People scared of change\n  start_ms: 31310\n  end_ms: 32150\n- text: But you'll find me deep in the cushion\n  start_ms: 32150\n  end_ms: 33780\n- text: Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing\n  start_ms: 33780\n  end_ms: 35930\n- text: Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'\n  start_ms: 35930\n  end_ms: 37960\n- text: I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'\n  start_ms: 37960\n  end_ms: 40850\n- text: What's the conclusion? 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Or rather, my hypothesis\n  I'm darker than Gotham is like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees\n\n  You better believe\n  I know how to turn a profit with ease\n  Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas\n  Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees\n\n  Switch the topic, I drop it\n  Fuck around then leave them all concussed\n  When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked\n  Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one\n\n  Your new shit ain't good as your old shit\n  'Til your new shit is your old shit, son\n  And then some, gotta get some\n  I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son\n  As an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme\n  As a representation to give your family your time\n\n  If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down\n  They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound\n  No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground\n  That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth\n\n  Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof\n  Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof\n  But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance\n  And I know that my debutantes\n  Been keeping the legacy going\n  By flowing so involuntarily seamless\n  Me and my team is finally reaping\n  What we been sowing like a seamstress\n\n  I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung\n  Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undun\n  And now they wonder how I got over son (Do you want more?)\n  Hell yeah, now check the method\n  I been livin' outside of pages for ages\n\n  Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\n  From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\n  It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\n  Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\n  Inhale, exhale, people hate\n  Oh well, 2012\n  Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n  2013, on the cover XXL\n\n  Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n  'Cause I prevail\n  But that's a story for another time\n  Story for another rhyme\n\n  And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually\n  Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially\n  And if we're being modest then potentially\n  And if we're being humble then...\n\n  Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot\n  Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys\n  Suck my dick\n\n  Straight on the basement mic\n  Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man\n  I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun\n  Back in the basement type shit\n\n  Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world\n  Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl\n  The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station\n  Was home to the very last of the human population\n\n  The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai\n  And he's the man that discovered the Ultra 85\n  Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia\n  Made of ones and zeros, she was a program\n\n  You could ask her any question even about the fall of man\n  Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space\n  That nobody before them had ever found in they database\n  I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race\n\n  The planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, \"My God\n  It'd be very nice, traveling through outer space\n  We done had some scary nights\n  We done had some scary fights\"\n\n  All about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit\n  Thomas love that boom bap shit\n  \"I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured\n  What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?\"\n\n  \"Don't think that way, my son\n  Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\n  And if by chance we do come across an alien\n  I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\n  Set to kill, never stun\n  Wagwan, we get it done\"\n\n  Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n  \"We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)\n  We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\n  And no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n\n  \"Understood?\" \"Understand\", \"All good? 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Or rather, my hypothesis\n[00:42.94] I'm darker than Gotham is like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees\n[00:46.64] You better believe\n[00:47.68] I know how to turn a profit with ease\n[00:49.64] Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas\n[00:52.71] Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees\n[00:55.37] Switch the topic, I drop it\n[00:56.52] Fuck around then leave them all concussed\n[00:58.22] When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked\n[01:01.24] Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one\n[01:04.07] Your new shit ain't good as your old shit\n[01:05.87] 'Til your new shit is your old shit, son\n[01:07.79] And then some, gotta get some\n[01:09.08] I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son\n[01:12.32] As an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme\n[01:14.73] As a representation to give your family your time\n[01:17.68] If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down\n[01:20.38] They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound\n[01:23.00] No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground\n[01:26.00] That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth\n[01:30.16] Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof\n[01:32.63] Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof\n[01:35.26] But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance\n[01:38.02] And I know that my debutantes\n[01:39.55] Been keeping the legacy going\n[01:40.75] By flowing so involuntarily seamless\n[01:43.08] Me and my team is finally reaping\n[01:44.87] What we been sowing like a seamstress\n[01:46.66] I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung\n[01:49.27] Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undun\n[01:51.96] And now they wonder how I got over son (Do you want more?)\n[01:55.02] Hell yeah, now check the method\n[01:56.71] I been livin' outside of pages for ages\n[01:58.75] Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\n[02:02.44] From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\n[02:05.18] It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\n[02:08.05] Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\n[02:11.29] Inhale, exhale, people hate\n[02:13.33] Oh well, 2012\n[02:14.88] Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n[02:16.83] 2013, on the cover XXL\n[02:19.19] Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n[02:22.16] 'Cause I prevail\n[02:22.93] But that's a story for another time\n[02:25.07] Story for another rhyme\n[02:26.68] And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually\n[02:29.75] Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially\n[02:32.66] And if we're being modest then potentially\n[02:34.56] And if we're being humble then...\n[02:46.47] \n[03:09.75] Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot\n[03:12.46] Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys\n[03:17.12] Suck my dick\n[03:18.69] Straight on the basement mic\n[03:21.97] \n[03:31.53] Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man\n[03:33.45] I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun\n[03:35.64] Back in the basement type shit\n[03:37.38] Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world\n[03:39.93] Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl\n[03:42.52] The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station\n[03:44.94] Was home to the very last of the human population\n[03:47.70] The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai\n[03:50.08] And he's the man that discovered the Ultra 85\n[03:52.67] Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia\n[03:55.52] Made of ones and zeros, she was a program\n[03:57.93] You could ask her any question even about the fall of man\n[04:00.62] Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space\n[04:03.21] That nobody before them had ever found in they database\n[04:05.59] I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race\n[04:08.21] The planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, \"My God\n[04:10.63] It'd be very nice, traveling through outer space\n[04:13.07] We done had some scary nights\n[04:14.25] We done had some scary fights\"\n[04:15.52] All about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit\n[04:17.82] Thomas love that boom bap shit\n[04:19.28] \"I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured\n[04:21.90] What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?\"\n[04:24.41] \"Don't think that way, my son\n[04:26.33] Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\n[04:28.97] And if by chance we do come across an alien\n[04:31.36] I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\n[04:33.99] Set to kill, never stun\n[04:35.02] Wagwan, we get it done\"\n[04:36.78] Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n[04:38.88] \"We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)\n[04:41.36] We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\n[04:44.13] And no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n[04:46.93] \"Understood?\" \"Understand\", \"All good? 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Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\n  start_ms: 118750\n  end_ms: 122440\n- text: From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\n  start_ms: 122440\n  end_ms: 125180\n- text: It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\n  start_ms: 125180\n  end_ms: 128050\n- text: Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\n  start_ms: 128050\n  end_ms: 131290\n- text: Inhale, exhale, people hate\n  start_ms: 131290\n  end_ms: 133330\n- text: Oh well, 2012\n  start_ms: 133330\n  end_ms: 134880\n- text: Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n  start_ms: 134880\n  end_ms: 136830\n- text: 2013, on the cover XXL\n  start_ms: 136830\n  end_ms: 139190\n- text: Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n  start_ms: 139190\n  end_ms: 142160\n- text: '''Cause I prevail'\n  start_ms: 142160\n  end_ms: 142930\n- text: But that's a story for another time\n  start_ms: 142930\n  end_ms: 145070\n- text: Story for another rhyme\n  start_ms: 145070\n  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end_ms: 264410\n- text: '\"Don''t think that way, my son'\n  start_ms: 264410\n  end_ms: 266330\n- text: Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\n  start_ms: 266330\n  end_ms: 268970\n- text: And if by chance we do come across an alien\n  start_ms: 268970\n  end_ms: 271360\n- text: I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\n  start_ms: 271360\n  end_ms: 273990\n- text: Set to kill, never stun\n  start_ms: 273990\n  end_ms: 275020\n- text: Wagwan, we get it done\"\n  start_ms: 275020\n  end_ms: 276780\n- text: Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n  start_ms: 276780\n  end_ms: 278880\n- text: '\"We gon'' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)'\n  start_ms: 278880\n  end_ms: 281360\n- text: We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\n  start_ms: 281360\n  end_ms: 284130\n- text: And no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n  start_ms: 284130\n  end_ms: 286930\n- 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Let''s get it then\" (Two, one)'\n  start_ms: 286930\n  end_ms: 289740\n- text: Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound\n  start_ms: 289740\n  end_ms: 292070\n- text: '''Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground'\n  start_ms: 292070\n  end_ms: 294550\n- text: What they found, a planet full of life\n  start_ms: 294550\n  end_ms: 296590\n- text: A planet full of shit they never seen\n  start_ms: 296590\n  end_ms: 298280\n- text: Straight up out a movie scene\n  start_ms: 298280\n  end_ms: 299730\n- text: On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?\n  start_ms: 299730\n  end_ms: 302560\n- text: Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted\n  start_ms: 302560\n  end_ms: 305200\n- text: If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it\n  start_ms: 305200\n  end_ms: 307870\n- text: The seventh album by a musician they both revered\n  start_ms: 307870\n  end_ms: 310180\n- text: First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere\n  start_ms: 310180\n  end_ms: 313110\n- text: Thomas thinkin' about a picture of his girl\n  start_ms: 313110\n  end_ms: 314870\n- text: That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser\n  start_ms: 314870\n  end_ms: 318000\n- text: Wishin' he could undress her\n  start_ms: 318000\n  end_ms: 319350\n- text: Give her the pipe, no lesser\n  start_ms: 319350\n  end_ms: 320940\n- text: Kai thinkin' nuts like a professor\n  start_ms: 320940\n  end_ms: 322650\n- text: Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher\n  start_ms: 322650\n  end_ms: 325370\n- text: Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?\n  start_ms: 325370\n  end_ms: 328470\n- text: All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher\n  start_ms: 328470\n  end_ms: 331140\n- text: Two men here to save the world, no pressure\n  start_ms: 331140\n  end_ms: 333770\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 333770\nplain: |-\n  Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with people\n  Crazy how one day, the legends forget that they equal\n  On this Under Pressure sequel\n  We not taking it back, we keepin' it pushing\n\n  People scared of change\n  But you'll find me deep in the cushion\n  Even when I win, it feel like I'm losing\n  Listening to beats, in the Bimmer cruisin'\n\n  I think I got another hit, I could feel my body bruisin'\n  What's the conclusion? Or rather, my hypothesis\n  I'm darker than Gotham is like reading Nostradamus at 90 degrees\n\n  You better believe\n  I know how to turn a profit with ease\n  Diacritical lifestyle, I'm always overseas\n  Hurricane Bobby in the studio blowing trees\n\n  Switch the topic, I drop it\n  Fuck around then leave them all concussed\n  When I bust, no thrust, this world we livin' in is fucked\n  Industry rule number four thousand and eighty one\n\n  Your new shit ain't good as your old shit\n  'Til your new shit is your old shit, son\n  And then some, gotta get some\n  I wear this 24 karat solid gold Rollie for my son\n  As an heirloom, not for looking dope as I rhyme\n  As a representation to give your family your time\n\n  If you're searching for love in the industry you'll be let down\n  They don't love you 'til you dead and then they call you profound\n  No matter how mainstream you was in the end, you still underground\n  That's the truth, feeling close to the cliff, like Rick Dalton in the booth\n\n  Money ain't the key to happiness and this the proof\n  Modern day rap is like a golden era spoof\n  But a few of us were searching within the second renaissance\n  And I know that my debutantes\n  Been keeping the legacy going\n  By flowing so involuntarily seamless\n  Me and my team is finally reaping\n  What we been sowing like a seamstress\n\n  I said I'm on one, I know I'm unsung\n  Was livin' my life backward like Tariq on Undun\n  And now they wonder how I got over son (Do you want more?)\n  Hell yeah, now check the method\n  I been livin' outside of pages for ages\n\n  Now I'm back, Chocolate City, home of percussion, Maryland on my back\n  From Takoma Park, all the way to Southeast DC\n  It feel like forever ago, it feel like BC\n  Everlasting life, kickin' rhymes in the parking lot at night\n  Inhale, exhale, people hate\n  Oh well, 2012\n  Dreamin' I'm a freshman on XXL\n  2013, on the cover XXL\n\n  Livin' life behind these bars with no intention of postin' bail\n  'Cause I prevail\n  But that's a story for another time\n  Story for another rhyme\n\n  And on my darkest days, I know that the sun will shine, eventually\n  Greatest lyricist to ever do it, yeah essentially\n  And if we're being modest then potentially\n  And if we're being humble then...\n\n  Oh shit, it's Raquel, she's a fuckin thot\n  Ayy, fuck you guys, fuck you guys\n  Suck my dick\n\n  Straight on the basement mic\n  Ayy, man fuck all these punchlines and shit man\n  I just wanna tell a story, I just wanna have some fun\n  Back in the basement type shit\n\n  Ayo, once upon a time a couple of guys from out this world\n  Was talkin' rap and hip hop with a young synthetic girl\n  The year was 2115 at Babel Space Station\n  Was home to the very last of the human population\n\n  The captain name was Thomas, the infantry man was Kai\n  And he's the man that discovered the Ultra 85\n  Accompanied by a girl inside their ear, her name was Thalia\n  Made of ones and zeros, she was a program\n\n  You could ask her any question even about the fall of man\n  Then one day they discovered a planet in deep space\n  That nobody before them had ever found in they database\n  I mean, maybe it's the place that's meant for the human race\n\n  The planet Paradise, Kai said to Thomas, \"My God\n  It'd be very nice, traveling through outer space\n  We done had some scary nights\n  We done had some scary fights\"\n\n  All about that rap shit, Kai like that trap shit\n  Thomas love that boom bap shit\n  \"I wish God was real, I wish I could just get raptured\n  What if this planet full of aliens and we get captured?\"\n\n  \"Don't think that way, my son\n  Everything gon' be fine, we finna have some fun\n  And if by chance we do come across an alien\n  I'ma blow his ass away with this here molecular gun\n  Set to kill, never stun\n  Wagwan, we get it done\"\n\n  Now the ship is enterin' the atmosphere (Ten, nine)\n  \"We gon' take a look around and get the hell up outta here (Eight, seven)\n  We gon' double check that it's habitable and livable for man (Six, five)\n  And no matter what happens you know we gon' stick to the plan\" (Four, three)\n\n  \"Understood?\" \"Understand\", \"All good? Let's get it then\" (Two, one)\n  Once they touched down nobody could hear a sound\n  'Til they opened up the ship door, that rappelled to the ground\n  What they found, a planet full of life\n  A planet full of shit they never seen\n  Straight up out a movie scene\n  On some Tarantino meets Christopher Nolan, nah mean?\n\n  Walk around the planet for hours, they was exhausted\n  If it wasn't for the music in they ears, they would have lost it\n  The seventh album by a musician they both revered\n  First time this planet heard it, let's call it a world premiere\n\n  Thomas thinkin' about a picture of his girl\n  That he left on the Aquarius Three in his dresser\n  Wishin' he could undress her\n  Give her the pipe, no lesser\n\n  Kai thinkin' nuts like a professor\n  Wondering if the oxygen on this planet fresher\n  Now is it us or is the natural life on this world the aggressor?\n  All the negative shit inside of his head, he need a refresher\n  Two men here to save the world, no pressure\n"},{"id":3193797,"name":"Soul Food","trackName":"Soul Food","artistName":"Logic","albumName":"Under Pressure (Deluxe)","duration":293.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends\nCrazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren\nBitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us\nBreaking bread like I'm Jesus\nMoney ain't everything, but somehow eases\nBetter believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'\nCrack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food\n\nPlus my other sister just went back to her old dude\nHe whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him\nI said I really wanna kill him, but I can't\n'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't\nSee my vision from pictures I paint\nDo you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it\nOkay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past\nChillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask\nLittle Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby\nTryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery\n\nWelfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store\nCome home and see an eviction notice taped to my door\nCan't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A\nWhat can I say? 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) 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(Will I die?) Will I live?\nGive the world everything I have to give\n\nThis is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age\nUnderstand that I'm a man not defined by his wage\nEven though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance\nOpen your mind and maybe you can see the billions\nOf people that separated, but all equal\nTo know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh\n\nI swear this music in my genes like Denim\nLyricism seep in 'em like venom\nYes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\nEven though heaven sent him\nSpit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone","syncedLyrics":"[00:22.64]Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends\n[00:26.04]Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren\n[00:29.01]Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us\n[00:31.86]Breaking bread like I'm Jesus\n[00:33.38]Money ain't everything, but somehow eases\n[00:35.46]Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'\n[00:38.49]Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food\n[00:41.37]Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude\n[00:44.15]He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him\n[00:47.68]I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't\n[00:49.74]'Cause if I do po po gon' claim I'm the villain, but I ain't\n[00:52.82]See my vision from pictures I paint\n[00:54.82]Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it\n[00:57.78]Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past\n[01:01.87]Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask\n[01:03.94]Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby\n[01:07.07]Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery\n[01:09.75]Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store\n[01:12.55]Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door\n[01:15.40]Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A\n[01:18.46]What can I say? I just wanted to be a kid and play\n[01:21.41]To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats\n[01:24.17]Never stolen, I'm from Maryland\n[01:25.93]Where they shoot you in the dark of the night\n[01:27.78]Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon\n[01:30.21]Catch me rollin' with the realest\n[01:31.64]Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero\n[01:35.12]Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas\n[01:38.11]If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella\n[01:40.16]Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa\n[01:43.46]Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller\n[01:46.05]Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa\n[01:49.41]We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love\n[01:52.07]Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs\n[01:55.02]And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic)\n[01:57.59]Yeah\n[01:59.83]\n[02:31.43]Hip Hop\n[02:34.82]I swear this music in my genes like Denim\n[02:37.48]Lyricism seep in 'em like venom\n[02:39.39]Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\n[02:41.10]Even though heaven sent him, uh\n[02:42.71]See my vision as I've elevated and risen\n[02:44.92]Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision\n[02:47.92]I finally made my way up out that section 8 division\n[02:50.40]Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin'\n[02:53.19]But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings\n[02:55.56]While the label only care about making a killin'\n[02:57.76]Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G\n[03:01.34]That's the shit they never see\n[03:02.71]But I own supremacy, number one, I better be\n[03:05.17]Bitch, I said I bet I be\n[03:06.51]Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me\n[03:09.52]Tell me how is they gonna remember me\n[03:11.24]As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe\n[03:13.74]Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me\n[03:15.71]Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love\n[03:18.85]And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove\n[03:21.38]'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it\n[03:23.93]I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100\n[03:26.56]I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it\n[03:29.35]Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted\n[03:31.79]While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted\n[03:34.32]Still that same motherfucker from that YS1\n[03:36.86]Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun\n[03:39.47]So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed\n[03:42.15]That my music is different and my vision's rearranged\n[03:44.86]I just stop, and do my best to refrain\n[03:47.50]From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane\n[03:50.07]Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live?\n[03:52.53]Give the world everything I have to give\n[03:55.10]This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age\n[03:57.87]Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage\n[04:00.45]Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance\n[04:03.52]Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions\n[04:06.10]Of people that separated, but all equal\n[04:08.55]To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh\n[04:11.31]I swear this music in my genes like Denim\n[04:13.67]Lyricism seep in 'em like venom\n[04:15.81]Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\n[04:17.76]Even though heaven sent him\n[04:19.08]Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone\n[04:21.67]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Food\n  artist: Logic\n  album: Under Pressure (Deluxe) Uncensored\n  duration_ms: 292293\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Goddamn, goddamn, conversations with legends\n  start_ms: 22640\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: Crazy how one day your idols can turn into your brethren\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 29010\n- text: Bitches we severin', hit up my jeweler, watch him freeze us\n  start_ms: 29010\n  end_ms: 31860\n- text: Breaking bread like I'm Jesus\n  start_ms: 31860\n  end_ms: 33380\n- text: Money ain't everything, but somehow eases\n  start_ms: 33380\n  end_ms: 35460\n- text: Better believe and think down and leave us, the baby cryin'\n  start_ms: 35460\n  end_ms: 38490\n- text: Crack, cooking where my sister be frying soul food\n  start_ms: 38490\n  end_ms: 41370\n- text: Plus my other sister just went back to her old dude\n  start_ms: 41370\n  end_ms: 44150\n- text: He whoopin' her ass, I kill him, I kill him, I motherfuckin' kill him\n  start_ms: 44150\n  end_ms: 47680\n- text: I said I really wanna kill him, but I can't\n  start_ms: 47680\n  end_ms: 49740\n- text: '''Cause if I do po po gon'' claim I''m the villain, but I ain''t'\n  start_ms: 49740\n  end_ms: 52820\n- text: See my vision from pictures I paint\n  start_ms: 52820\n  end_ms: 54820\n- text: Do you feel it like I feel it, I grip the mic and then kill it\n  start_ms: 54820\n  end_ms: 57780\n- text: Okay, I'm gone, as memories resurface from hella long in my past\n  start_ms: 57780\n  end_ms: 61870\n- text: Chillin', sippin' Sinatra from a flask\n  start_ms: 61870\n  end_ms: 63940\n- text: Little Bobby, just a youngin', skating was my hobby\n  start_ms: 63940\n  end_ms: 67070\n- text: Tryna stay out of trouble, my homie in jail for robbery\n  start_ms: 67070\n  end_ms: 69750\n- text: Welfare, food stamps, and stealing from the store\n  start_ms: 69750\n  end_ms: 72550\n- text: Come home and see an eviction notice taped to my door\n  start_ms: 72550\n  end_ms: 75400\n- text: Can't take no more, momma on drugs, daddy M.I.A\n  start_ms: 75400\n  end_ms: 78460\n- text: What can I say? 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I just wanted to be a kid and play\n  To this day I pay homage to the Gods, to the greats\n  Never stolen, I'm from Maryland\n  Where they shoot you in the dark of the night\n  Like Christopher Nolan, for talking out your colon\n\n  Catch me rollin' with the realest\n  Lyricism the illest, my chain is the chillest, sub zero\n  Far from a hero, bitch, I'm De Niro in Goodfellas\n  If your bitch around me best bring an umbrella\n  Let me tap into my inner southern killer, another illa\n  Murder the game and then resurrect it like Thriller\n  Yeah, my skin is vanilla, but bitch I dare ya to test my killa\n  We don't do it for the skrilla, we do it for love\n  Word to my homies up above, we slanging like drugs\n  And overdose 'em like the dealer does (Logic)\n  Yeah\n\n  Hip Hop\n\n  I swear this music in my genes like Denim\n  Lyricism seep in 'em like venom\n  Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\n  Even though heaven sent him, uh\n\n  See my vision as I've elevated and risen\n  Open your eyes, despise lies with deadly precision\n  I finally made my way up out that section 8 division\n  Not by bustin' and killin' though I've had my share of stealin'\n  But by putting pen to this pad and dispersing these feelings\n  While the label only care about making a killin'\n  Feel my energy, I ain't talking E-N-E-R-G-Y, I mean inner G\n  That's the shit they never see\n\n  But I own supremacy, number one, I better be\n  Bitch, I said I bet I be\n  Take my kindness for weakness, trying to get the better of me\n  Tell me how is they gonna remember me\n  As the artist that concocted the perfect recipe\n  Or will they be addressing me, talking less of me\n  Just 'cause I was different, just 'cause I was doing what I love\n  And the fans, say they love you, but they push and they shove\n  'Cause they want what they want how they want when they want it\n  I just gave them 20 songs, now they want another 100\n  I just see it as a challenge, I could do it, bitch, I run it\n\n  Worldwide tours, type of shit I always wanted\n  While the rest of 'em just worry about bitches and getting blunted\n  Still that same motherfucker from that YS1\n  Only difference is I'm stronger and better from when I've begun\n  So when people that never knew me they tell me that I changed\n  That my music is different and my vision's rearranged\n  I just stop, and do my best to refrain\n  From having conversations with people that ain't in my lane\n  Will I die? (Will I die?) Will I live?\n  Give the world everything I have to give\n\n  This is feelings on the page, know my wisdom, not my age\n  Understand that I'm a man not defined by his wage\n  Even though it's in the millions that shit don't define my brilliance\n  Open your mind and maybe you can see the billions\n  Of people that separated, but all equal\n  To know the ending one must understand the prequel, uh\n\n  I swear this music in my genes like Denim\n  Lyricism seep in 'em like venom\n  Yes, I know the flow hotter than Lucifer\n  Even though heaven sent him\n  Spit it like Holy water, prophetically repent 'em then we gone\n"}]