[{"id":28520818,"name":"Verbal Experiments","trackName":"Verbal Experiments","artistName":"Lootpack","albumName":"Soundpieces: Da Antidote!","duration":223.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hah Hahahah...\nFrom the dungeons of darkness\nComes God's Gift to Hip Hop\nRepresentin' with the LP\n\n[God's Gift]\nWe'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\nConcentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\nOperation sunray, UV radiation\nFirst breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\nTo their central point, crushin' their nucleus\nRushing their central brain command\nPlanting a virus that expands\nThrough your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\nTo your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\nSwiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\nBy ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\nStyle blitz\n\n[Wild Child]\nJack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\nThe rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\nI bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\nHigh above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\nCome down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\nGet a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\nTo the abstract we kick, we rock all places\nI found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\nThey be chillin', willin', always time killin'\nWack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\nAsking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\nI'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\nMy main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\nFocus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\nSo if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\nWorry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n[Madlib]\nHey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\nMy style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\nBut pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\nMadlib done told ya time and time again\nFind the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\nWith lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\nI flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\nCrate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\nImpulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n21st Century enja got mad\nRecord labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\nI keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\nMy beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\nYour girl starin so now you wanna flip\nI rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\nWhile I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\nBut at least you escaped this beast\nSmokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n[God's Gift]\nNow something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\nSwitching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\nGod's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\nConductiong verbal experiments\nWith open and imaginitive creativity\nFathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\nComplete, grown and fully developed adults\nTrained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\nAlso we launch all out war when we tour your area\nFirst destroying your local underground spots\nRocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\nAdvancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\nHostile take-overs is our main focus\nAs the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\nBasically, MC's lack division is appalling\nThird rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\nOut of focus, often it's the people they run with\nCoupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n\"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n*Scratches and various talk to end*","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Verbal Experiments\n  artist: Lootpack\n  album: 'Soundpieces: Da Antidote!'\n  duration_ms: 223000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hah Hahahah...\n  From the dungeons of darkness\n  Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop\n  Representin' with the LP\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\n  Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\n  Operation sunray, UV radiation\n  First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\n  To their central point, crushin' their nucleus\n  Rushing their central brain command\n  Planting a virus that expands\n  Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\n  To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\n  Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\n  By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\n  Style blitz\n\n  [Wild Child]\n  Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\n  The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\n  I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\n  High above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\n  Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\n  Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\n  To the abstract we kick, we rock all places\n  I found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\n  They be chillin', willin', always time killin'\n  Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\n  Asking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\n  I'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\n  My main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\n  Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\n  So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\n  Worry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n  [Madlib]\n  Hey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\n  My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\n  But pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\n  Madlib done told ya time and time again\n  Find the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\n  With lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\n  I flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\n  Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\n  Impulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n  21st Century enja got mad\n  Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\n  I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\n  My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\n  Your girl starin so now you wanna flip\n  I rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\n  While I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\n  But at least you escaped this beast\n  Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\n  Switching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\n  God's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\n  Conductiong verbal experiments\n  With open and imaginitive creativity\n  Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\n  Complete, grown and fully developed adults\n  Trained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\n  Also we launch all out war when we tour your area\n  First destroying your local underground spots\n  Rocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\n  Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\n  Hostile take-overs is our main focus\n  As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\n  Basically, MC's lack division is appalling\n  Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\n  Out of focus, often it's the people they run with\n  Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n  \"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n  *Scratches and various talk to end*\n"},{"id":34820706,"name":"Verbal Experiments","trackName":"Verbal Experiments","artistName":"Lootpack, God's Gift","albumName":"Soundpieces: Da Antidote","duration":222.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hah Hahahah...\nFrom the dungeons of darkness\nComes God's Gift to Hip Hop\nRepresentin' with the LP\n\n[God's Gift]\nWe'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\nConcentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\nOperation sunray, UV radiation\nFirst breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\nTo their central point, crushin' their nucleus\nRushing their central brain command\nPlanting a virus that expands\nThrough your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\nTo your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\nSwiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\nBy ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\nStyle blitz\n\n[Wild Child]\nJack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\nThe rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\nI bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\nHigh above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\nCome down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\nGet a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\nTo the abstract we kick, we rock all places\nI found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\nThey be chillin', willin', always time killin'\nWack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\nAsking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\nI'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\nMy main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\nFocus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\nSo if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\nWorry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n[Madlib]\nHey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\nMy style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\nBut pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\nMadlib done told ya time and time again\nFind the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\nWith lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\nI flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\nCrate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\nImpulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n21st Century enja got mad\nRecord labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\nI keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\nMy beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\nYour girl starin so now you wanna flip\nI rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\nWhile I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\nBut at least you escaped this beast\nSmokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n[God's Gift]\nNow something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\nSwitching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\nGod's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\nConductiong verbal experiments\nWith open and imaginitive creativity\nFathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\nComplete, grown and fully developed adults\nTrained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\nAlso we launch all out war when we tour your area\nFirst destroying your local underground spots\nRocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\nAdvancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\nHostile take-overs is our main focus\nAs the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\nBasically, MC's lack division is appalling\nThird rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\nOut of focus, often it's the people they run with\nCoupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n\"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n*Scratches and various talk to end*","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Verbal Experiments\n  artist: Lootpack, God's Gift\n  album: 'Soundpieces: Da Antidote'\n  duration_ms: 222000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hah Hahahah...\n  From the dungeons of darkness\n  Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop\n  Representin' with the LP\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\n  Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\n  Operation sunray, UV radiation\n  First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\n  To their central point, crushin' their nucleus\n  Rushing their central brain command\n  Planting a virus that expands\n  Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\n  To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\n  Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\n  By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\n  Style blitz\n\n  [Wild Child]\n  Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\n  The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\n  I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\n  High above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\n  Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\n  Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\n  To the abstract we kick, we rock all places\n  I found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\n  They be chillin', willin', always time killin'\n  Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\n  Asking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\n  I'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\n  My main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\n  Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\n  So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\n  Worry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n  [Madlib]\n  Hey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\n  My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\n  But pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\n  Madlib done told ya time and time again\n  Find the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\n  With lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\n  I flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\n  Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\n  Impulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n  21st Century enja got mad\n  Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\n  I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\n  My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\n  Your girl starin so now you wanna flip\n  I rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\n  While I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\n  But at least you escaped this beast\n  Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\n  Switching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\n  God's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\n  Conductiong verbal experiments\n  With open and imaginitive creativity\n  Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\n  Complete, grown and fully developed adults\n  Trained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\n  Also we launch all out war when we tour your area\n  First destroying your local underground spots\n  Rocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\n  Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\n  Hostile take-overs is our main focus\n  As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\n  Basically, MC's lack division is appalling\n  Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\n  Out of focus, often it's the people they run with\n  Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n  \"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n  *Scratches and various talk to end*\n"},{"id":34820715,"name":"Verbal Experiments","trackName":"Verbal Experiments","artistName":"Lootpack, God's Gift","albumName":"Soundpieces: Da Antidote","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hah Hahahah...\nFrom the dungeons of darkness\nComes God's Gift to Hip Hop\nRepresentin' with the LP\n\n[God's Gift]\nWe'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\nConcentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\nOperation sunray, UV radiation\nFirst breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\nTo their central point, crushin' their nucleus\nRushing their central brain command\nPlanting a virus that expands\nThrough your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\nTo your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\nSwiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\nBy ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\nStyle blitz\n\n[Wild Child]\nJack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\nThe rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\nI bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\nHigh above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\nCome down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\nGet a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\nTo the abstract we kick, we rock all places\nI found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\nThey be chillin', willin', always time killin'\nWack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\nAsking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\nI'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\nMy main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\nFocus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\nSo if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\nWorry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n[Madlib]\nHey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\nMy style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\nBut pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\nMadlib done told ya time and time again\nFind the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\nWith lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\nI flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\nCrate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\nImpulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n21st Century enja got mad\nRecord labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\nI keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\nMy beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\nYour girl starin so now you wanna flip\nI rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\nWhile I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\nBut at least you escaped this beast\nSmokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n[God's Gift]\nNow something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\nSwitching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\nGod's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\nConductiong verbal experiments\nWith open and imaginitive creativity\nFathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\nComplete, grown and fully developed adults\nTrained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\nAlso we launch all out war when we tour your area\nFirst destroying your local underground spots\nRocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\nAdvancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\nHostile take-overs is our main focus\nAs the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\nBasically, MC's lack division is appalling\nThird rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\nOut of focus, often it's the people they run with\nCoupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n\"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n*Scratches and various talk to end*","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Verbal Experiments\n  artist: Lootpack, God's Gift\n  album: 'Soundpieces: Da Antidote'\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Hah Hahahah...\n  From the dungeons of darkness\n  Comes God's Gift to Hip Hop\n  Representin' with the LP\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  We'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\n  Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\n  Operation sunray, UV radiation\n  First breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\n  To their central point, crushin' their nucleus\n  Rushing their central brain command\n  Planting a virus that expands\n  Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\n  To your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\n  Swiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\n  By ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\n  Style blitz\n\n  [Wild Child]\n  Jack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\n  The rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\n  I bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\n  High above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\n  Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\n  Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\n  To the abstract we kick, we rock all places\n  I found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\n  They be chillin', willin', always time killin'\n  Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\n  Asking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\n  I'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\n  My main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\n  Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\n  So if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\n  Worry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n  [Madlib]\n  Hey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\n  My style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\n  But pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\n  Madlib done told ya time and time again\n  Find the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\n  With lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\n  I flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\n  Crate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\n  Impulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n  21st Century enja got mad\n  Record labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\n  I keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\n  My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\n  Your girl starin so now you wanna flip\n  I rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\n  While I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\n  But at least you escaped this beast\n  Smokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n  [God's Gift]\n  Now something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\n  Switching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\n  God's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\n  Conductiong verbal experiments\n  With open and imaginitive creativity\n  Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\n  Complete, grown and fully developed adults\n  Trained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\n  Also we launch all out war when we tour your area\n  First destroying your local underground spots\n  Rocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\n  Advancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\n  Hostile take-overs is our main focus\n  As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\n  Basically, MC's lack division is appalling\n  Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\n  Out of focus, often it's the people they run with\n  Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n  \"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 'Method Man' by Wu-Tang Clan\n\n  *Scratches and various talk to end*\n"},{"id":34820708,"name":"Verbal Experiments","trackName":"Verbal Experiments","artistName":"Lootpack, God's Gift","albumName":"Soundpieces: Da Antidote","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Hah Hahahah...\nFrom the dungeons of darkness\nComes God's Gift to Hip Hop\nRepresentin' with the LP\n\n[God's Gift]\nWe'll hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\nConcentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\nOperation sunray, UV radiation\nFirst breach their outer barriers then continue penetration\nTo their central point, crushin' their nucleus\nRushing their central brain command\nPlanting a virus that expands\nThrough your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\nTo your ya bodily functions Handicapping your defenses\nSwiftly attacking your unit, Neutralizing MC's\nBy ripping 'em apart before they even know what hit 'em\nStyle blitz\n\n[Wild Child]\nJack gets pissed off, wack MC's step up and get lost\nThe rhythmic boss, Jack spits rhymes through my teeth like floss\nI bust with motivation to uplift MC's with\nHigh above controlling stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\nCome down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\nGet a Lootpack tape, rewind it, for those closed minded\nTo the abstract we kick, we rock all places\nI found out MC's aren't human cuz they got two faces\nThey be chillin', willin', always time killin'\nWack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\nAsking me if I smoke chronic, niggas it's ironic\nI'm Wild Child, 80% human, 20% bionic\nMy main occupation is to step up and rock the nation\nFocus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\nSo if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\nWorry about your wack crew and ya wack ass self\n\n[Madlib]\nHey yo, here comes the Master Don, here to renovate\nMy style hits ya like marble weights so pass the dinner plate\nBut pass up the swine like money ya rhyme lime\nMadlib done told ya time and time again\nFind the mental maze, faster ya plaster your instrumental\nWith lyrical disaster till you scream out \"Who's the master?\"\nI flip it up rip it up to raw addict,\nCrate diggin' for the static when I mad beat shop\nImpulse down to prestige and Black Jazz\n21st Century enja got mad\nRecord labels of the old, ill loop and take 'em out\nI keep it secret when a nigga tries to peep shit\nMy beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\nYour girl starin so now you wanna flip\nI rip it down to the Loot while ya yell peace\nWhile I pull out my piece, yell peace but now leave ya in pieces\nBut at least you escaped this beast\nSmokin' on a cushin' leaf while ya try to bring grief\n\n[God's Gift]\nNow something's shaking in the palace, can't you feel the Santa Ana\nSwitching currents and building velocity, it got's to be\nGod's Gift and Lootpack, mentally superior master race of lyricists\nConductiong verbal experiments\nWith open and imaginitive creativity\nFathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\nComplete, grown and fully developed adults\nTrained in mastering total blitz coastal, total assaults\nAlso we launch all out war when we tour your area\nFirst destroying your local underground spots\nRocked your major clubs and plugged into your theatres\nAdvancing as hip hop's vocabulary leaders\nHostile take-overs is our main focus\nAs the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\nBasically, MC's lack division is appalling\nThird rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\nOut of focus, often it's the people they run with\nCoupled with their own wackness, they're futureless!\n\n\"And keep feedin you, and feedin you...\" - 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text: 'High '\n    start_ms: 66650\n  - text: 'above '\n    start_ms: 66830\n  - text: 'control '\n    start_ms: 67190\n  - text: 'the '\n    start_ms: 67490\n  - text: 'stratus '\n    start_ms: 67610\n  - text: 'clouds, '\n    start_ms: 67970\n  - text: 'my '\n    start_ms: 68350\n  - text: 'man '\n    start_ms: 68510\n  - text: 'God''s '\n    start_ms: 68730\n  - text: Gift\n    start_ms: 69030\n- text: Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\n  start_ms: 69490\n  end_ms: 71830\n  words:\n  - text: 'Come '\n    start_ms: 69490\n  - text: 'down, '\n    start_ms: 69710\n  - text: 'assist '\n    start_ms: 69950\n  - text: 'us, '\n    start_ms: 70390\n  - text: 'wack '\n    start_ms: 70530\n  - text: 'MC''s '\n    start_ms: 70750\n  - text: 'must '\n    start_ms: 71090\n  - text: 'be '\n    start_ms: 71230\n  - text: reminded\n    start_ms: 71350\n- text: Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it\n  start_ms: 72040\n  end_ms: 73420\n  words:\n  - text: 'Get '\n    start_ms: 72040\n  - text: 'a '\n    start_ms: 72200\n  - 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major clubs then plugged into your theaters\n  start_ms: 174330\n  end_ms: 176710\n- text: Advancing as hip-hop's vocabulary leaders\n  start_ms: 176710\n  end_ms: 179540\n- text: Hostile takeovers is our main focus\n  start_ms: 179540\n  end_ms: 181980\n- text: As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\n  start_ms: 181980\n  end_ms: 184800\n- text: Basically MC's lack of vision is appalling\n  start_ms: 184800\n  end_ms: 187480\n- text: Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\n  start_ms: 187480\n  end_ms: 190080\n- text: Out of focus, often it's the people they run with\n  start_ms: 190080\n  end_ms: 192650\n- text: Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless\n  start_ms: 192650\n  end_ms: 195340\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 195340\n  end_ms: 196390\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 196390\n  end_ms: 199440\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 199440\n  end_ms: 200910\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 200910\n  end_ms: 201890\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 201890\n  end_ms: 203450\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 203450\n  end_ms: 210020\n- text: Keep feedin' you\n  start_ms: 210020\n  end_ms: 223160\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 223160\nplain: |-\n  From the dungeons of darkness\n  Comes God's Gift to hip-hop\n  Representing with the LP\n  One time\n\n  We hit 'em hard and fast in a straight line\n  Concentrating all firepower to their blindside at sunrise\n  Operation sunray, UV radiation\n  Pierced in outer barriers and continue penetration\n  The central point crushing their nucleus\n\n  Rushing your central brain command\n  Planting a virus that expands\n  Through your whole nervous system shutting down all communications\n  Through your bodily functions handicapping your defenses\n  Swiftly attack through your unit neutralizing MC's\n  By ripping them apart before they even know what hit 'em\n  Style bliss\n\n  Jack get pissed off\n  Wack MC's step up and get lost\n  The rhythmic boss, Jack spit rhymes through my teeth like floss\n  I bust with that motivation to uplift MC's with\n  High above control the stratus clouds, my man God's Gift\n  Come down, assist us, wack MC's must be reminded\n  Get a Lootpack tape, rewind it\n\n  Those closed-minded to the abstract we kick\n  We rock all places\n  I found out MC's aren't human 'cause they got two faces\n\n  They be chillin', willin', always time killin'\n  Wack rumor spillin' while Jack be still in charge\n  Askin' me if I smoke chronic, niggas, it's ironic\n  I'm Wildchild, eighty percent human, twenty percent bionic\n  My main occupation is step up and rock the nation\n  Focus up upon my jam and blow up just like inflation\n  So, if you ain't down, don't front, worry about your health\n  Worry about your wack crew and your wack ass self\n\n  Ayo, here comes the master don, here to renovate\n  My style hit you like marble weight, so pass the dinner plate\n  But pass up the swine like running your rhyme blind\n  Madlib done told you time and time again\n  Found a mental maze, fast to plaster your instrumental\n  With lyrical disaster\n  Until you're screamin', \"Who's the master?\"\n  I flip it up, rip it up to raw addict\n\n  Crave diggin' for the static when I'm at Beat Shop\n  Impulse down to Prestige and Black Jazz\n  21St Century, angel got mass\n  Wreckin' labels of the old, I'll loop 'em, take 'em out\n\n  I keep it secret when a nigga try to peep shit\n  My beat hit like a Roy Jones Jr. skit\n  Your girl's starin' so now you wanna flip\n\n  I rip it down to the loot while you yell, \"Peace\"\n  While I pull out my piece, yell, \"Peace\"\n  But I'll leave you in pieces but at least you escaped this beast\n  Smokin' on a kushen leaf when you try to bring grief\n\n  Now something's shakin' in the palace\n  Can't you feel the Santa Ana's switchin'\n  Currents and building velocity?\n  It gots to be, God's Gift and Lootpack\n  Mentally superior master race of lyricists\n\n  Conducting verbal experiments\n  With open and imaginative creativity\n\n  Fathering styles from infancy to be lyrically\n  Complete, grown, and fully developed adults\n\n  Trained and mastering total bliss coastal assaults\n  And so we launch all out war when we tour your area\n  First destroyin' your local underground spots\n  Rocked your major clubs then plugged into your theaters\n  Advancing as hip-hop's vocabulary leaders\n  Hostile takeovers is our main focus\n  As the deadliest of CDP special attack forces\n  Basically MC's lack of vision is appalling\n  Third rate styles with the nerve to say they're vocalists\n  Out of focus, often it's the people they run with\n\n  Coupled with their own wackness, they're futureless\n\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n  Keep feedin' you\n"}]