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you 'bout to leave it to these young kids\nAnd we gon' show you what the love is\n\nStay high, don't fight what you know\nLet it become intact\nDon't ever let it go\n(It won't stop)\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n(It won't stop)\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n\nAnd I keep a couple most Dope homies by me\nSo there ain't too many times its me, myself and Irene\nWe stay smoking through the night\nWake up do some Tai Chi\nHomie cant you see I'm chilling, please don't fuck up my chi\nYeh my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion\n\nWaste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction\n\nFell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan\nBalling like I'm Jordan but I'm fresh as Mars blackmon\nA penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams\nA price on an idea we never can agree\nThey tell you what you know but it's better to believe\nSo why you tryna act like what you never gonna be\nStill I tell 'em\nFuck what 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suspicion\n[00:27.02] Got me looking at you different, how a man in my position can't start slipping down these slopes\n[00:32.55] 'Cause it's all just\n[00:35.44] As a kid I didn't learn that but\n[00:38.21] When you were young and you just tryna live your life and have some fun\n[00:41.25] In the world when you have yet to see how evil is become\n[00:44.98] Its hard to have a dream when you're deep inside of one\n[00:48.13] And I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs\n[00:51.26] I'm a Beatle to these young kids\n[00:54.55] Sometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids\n[00:58.19] You had the world you 'bout to leave it to these young kids\n[01:01.32] And we gon' show you what the love is\n[01:04.06] Stay high, don't fight what you know\n[01:09.37] Let it become intact\n[01:12.55] Don't ever let it go\n[01:16.06] (It won't stop)\n[01:17.50] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[01:24.07] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[01:29.13] (It won't stop)\n[01:30.70] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[01:37.07] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[01:41.65] And I keep a couple most Dope homies by me\n[01:45.42] So there ain't too many times its me, myself and Irene\n[01:48.70] We stay smoking through the night\n[01:50.55] Wake up do some Tai Chi\n[01:52.21] Homie cant you see I'm chilling, please don't fuck up my chi\n[01:55.27] Yeh my jacket Y3, recently been up on fashion\n[01:58.81] Waste a bunch of money kinda stinks of satisfaction\n[02:01.66] Fell asleep in Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan\n[02:05.48] Balling like I'm Jordan but I'm fresh as Mars blackmon\n[02:08.59] A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams\n[02:11.67] A price on an idea we never can agree\n[02:15.00] They tell you what you know but it's better to believe\n[02:18.13] So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be\n[02:21.51] Still I tell 'em\n[02:22.81] Fuck what you know, I'm feeling comfortable\n[02:25.28] Just continue living life 'cause enough of 'em don't\n[02:28.71] You spend your days counting every single penny, man\n[02:32.35] Start now 'cause we coming for you anyways\n[02:35.85] Stay high, don't fight what you know\n[02:40.55] Let it become intact\n[02:43.65] Don't ever let it go\n[02:46.98] (It ain't never gon' stop 'cause...)\n[02:49.12] You can't fight the feeling (No) feeling\n[02:55.02] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[02:59.13] (I told you, it won't stop 'cause...)\n[03:01.78] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[03:07.93] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[03:14.20] Sometimes I wake up, up in the morning, make up\n[03:17.32] Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning\n[03:20.63] Take up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say\n[03:22.98] But you won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with\n[03:26.57] Beats by Dre, I mean\n[03:27.45] The sun is slowly falling\n[03:28.79] We all surely should die eventually\n[03:30.53] So what's your calling?\n[03:31.97] Oh, you left your phone 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can't start slipping down these slopes\n'Cause it's all just\nAs a kid I didn't learn that but\nWhen you were young and you just tryna live your life and have some fun\nIn the world when you have yet to see how evil is become\nIts hard to have a dream when you're deep inside of one\nAnd I know you hate them spirits so I keep 'em in my lungs\nI'm a Beatle to these young kids\nSometimes I be feeling like a needle to these young kids\nYou had the world you 'bout to leave it to these young kids\nAnd we gon' show you what the love is\n\nStay high, don't fight what you know\nLet it become intact\nDon't ever let it go\n(It won't stop)\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n(It won't stop)\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n\nAnd I keep a couple most Dope homies by me\nSo there ain't too many times its me, myself and Irene\nWe stay smoking through the night\nWake up do some Tai Chi\nHomie cant you see I'm chilling, please 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Wrap this much make up off my bitch soon as she yawning\n[03:20.64] Take up, hours upon days just to find power shit to say\n[03:22.96] But you won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with\n[03:26.51] Beats by Dre, I mean\n[03:27.46] The sun is slowly falling\n[03:28.78] We all surely should die eventually\n[03:30.56] So what's your calling?\n[03:31.95] Oh, you left your phone behind\n[03:33.63] Identity, crisis breaks mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness\n[03:36.24] Jesus Christ is right near us and devil said you owe 10%\n[03:39.90] Sold your soul\n[03:41.68] I know sold your soul and get hopeless\n[03:42.84] My focus is stared at eloping on boats that float in the open\n[03:45.39] Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme\n[03:48.33] Or choking or soaking up game\n[03:50.68] I'm hoping you picked the second one\n[03:52.91] The emotion of jealousy that your holding\n[03:55.26] You're telling me that your golden but really cubic zirconian\n[03:57.95] Let me 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Please don't fuck up my Chi\n\nYeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion\nWaste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction\nFell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan\nBallin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon\n\nA penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams\nA price on an idea, we never can agree\nThey tell you what to know, but it's better to believe\nSo why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?\n\nStill, I tell 'em, \"Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable\"\nJust continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't\nYou spent your days countin' every single penny made\nRestart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways\n\nStay high, go for what you know (yeah)\nLet it in your mental (Macadelic)\nAnd don't ever let it go\nIt ain't never gonna stop 'cause\nYou can't fight the feeling (no), feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\nUh, I told you it won't stop 'cause\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n\nSometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up\nWipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and\nTake up hours upon days just to find power shit to say\nYou won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre\n\nI mean, the sun is slowly fallin'\nWe all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?\nOh, you left your phone behind, identity\nCrisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness\nJesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent\n\nSold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless\nMy focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open\nOf oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'\nOr soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one\n\nChange the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'\nYou're telling me that you're golden\nBut really cubic zirconia, let me see\nI'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever\nYour tactics are mighty clever\nBut even if you Mayweather, you\n\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\nIt won't stop\nYou can't fight the feeling, feeling\nYou can't fight the feeling, no\n\nOh, fuck me\nOh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me)\nI want you to fuck me (oh, yeah)\nOh, oh\nOh, fuck\nOh, fuck\nOh, fuck\nDon't stop\nOh\nStop","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.09] Uh, close your eyes\n[00:11.77] So watch her do the Macarena, somewhere out by Pasadena\n[00:15.29] Love a drug that everybody here just tryna get a taste of\n[00:19.34] You a waste of the space that you take up\n[00:22.10] Livin', this time around I'm not kiddin'\n[00:25.01] I had an intuition 'bout these women and suspicion\n[00:28.19] Got me lookin' at you different, how a man in my position\n[00:31.21] Can't start slippin' down these slopes\n[00:33.02] 'Cause it's all just (downhill from there)\n[00:35.60] As a kid I didn't learn that, but (now I'm aware)\n[00:38.93] When you a youngin' you just tryna live\n[00:40.55] Your life and have some fun\n[00:41.90] In a world where you have yet to see how evil it's become\n[00:45.22] It's hard to have a dream when you deep inside of one\n[00:48.42] And I know you hate them spirits, so I keep 'em in my lungs\n[00:51.65] I'm a Beatle to these young kids\n[00:54.52] But sometimes I be feelin' like a needle to these young kids\n[00:58.96] You had the world, you about to leave it to these young kids\n[01:02.10] And we gon' show you what the love is\n[01:04.39] Stay high, go for what you know\n[01:10.05] Let it in your mental\n[01:12.98] And don't ever let it go\n[01:16.60] It won't stop\n[01:18.15] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[01:24.54] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[01:29.64] It won't stop\n[01:31.14] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[01:37.34] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[01:42.18] Uh, and I keep a couple Most Dope homies by me\n[01:46.14] So there ain't too many times it's me, myself and Irene\n[01:49.21] We stay smokin' through the night wake up, do some Tai Chi\n[01:52.47] Homie, can't you see I'm chillin'? Please don't fuck up my Chi\n[01:55.52] Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion\n[01:59.12] Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction\n[02:02.44] Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan\n[02:05.56] Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon\n[02:08.98] A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams\n[02:11.99] A price on an idea, we never can agree\n[02:15.18] They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe\n[02:18.52] So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?\n[02:22.02] Still, I tell 'em, \"Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable\"\n[02:25.78] Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't\n[02:28.78] You spent your days countin' every single penny made\n[02:32.70] Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways\n[02:35.80] Stay high, go for what you know (yeah)\n[02:40.67] Let it in your mental (Macadelic)\n[02:43.83] And don't ever let it go\n[02:47.16] It ain't never gonna stop 'cause\n[02:48.82] You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling\n[02:55.35] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[02:59.95] Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause\n[03:02.08] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[03:08.47] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[03:15.26] Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up\n[03:18.17] Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and\n[03:21.06] Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say\n[03:24.32] You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre\n[03:27.51] I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'\n[03:29.35] We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?\n[03:32.34] Oh, you left your phone behind, identity\n[03:34.48] Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness\n[03:37.35] Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent\n[03:40.69] Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless\n[03:43.62] My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open\n[03:46.98] Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'\n[03:50.13] Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one\n[03:53.28] Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'\n[03:55.75] You're telling me that you're golden\n[03:57.23] But really cubic zirconia, let me see\n[04:00.37] I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever\n[04:03.07] Your tactics are mighty clever\n[04:04.75] But even if you Mayweather, you\n[04:06.66] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[04:13.26] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[04:18.25] It won't stop\n[04:19.76] You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n[04:25.92] You can't fight the feeling, no\n[04:32.69] Oh, fuck me\n[04:36.73] Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me)\n[04:41.15] I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah)\n[04:45.14] Oh, oh\n[04:49.28] Oh, fuck\n[04:52.13] Oh, fuck\n[04:54.22] Oh, fuck\n[04:56.74] Don't stop\n[04:58.20] Oh\n[05:00.28] Stop\n[05:00.47] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fight the Feeling (feat. 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Please don't fuck up my Chi\n\n  Yeah, my jacket Y-3, recently been up on fashion\n  Waste a bunch of money, kinda stinks of sastisfaction\n  Fell asleep at Hollywood, woke up in Manhattan\n  Ballin' like I'm Jordan, but I'm fresh as Mars Blackmon\n\n  A penny for your thoughts, a dollar for your dreams\n  A price on an idea, we never can agree\n  They tell you what to know, but it's better to believe\n  So why you tryna act like what you never gonna be?\n\n  Still, I tell 'em, \"Fuck what you know, I'm feelin' comfortable\"\n  Just continue livin' life, 'cause enough of 'em don't\n  You spent your days countin' every single penny made\n  Restart now, 'cause we comin' for you anyways\n\n  Stay high, go for what you know (yeah)\n  Let it in your mental (Macadelic)\n  And don't ever let it go\n  It ain't never gonna stop 'cause\n  You can't fight the feeling (no), feeling\n  You can't fight the feeling, no\n  Uh, I told you it won't stop 'cause\n  You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n  You can't fight the feeling, no\n\n  Sometimes I wake up, up in the mornin', make up\n  Wipe the smudge of makeup off my bed soon as she's gone and\n  Take up hours upon days just to find power shit to say\n  You won't hear it, even if your ears was pierced with Beats by Dre\n\n  I mean, the sun is slowly fallin'\n  We all surely should die eventually, so what's your callin'?\n  Oh, you left your phone behind, identity\n  Crisis, break mirrors, vices steer us through wickedness\n  Jesus Christ is right near us and devil say you owe ten percent\n\n  Sold your soul, I know, sold your soul and you're hopeless\n  My focus, stare at elopin' on boats that float in the open\n  Of oceans that coast the line on the margins I rhyme, you chokin'\n  Or soakin' up game, I'm hopin' you picked the second one\n\n  Change the emotion of jealousy that you're holdin'\n  You're telling me that you're golden\n  But really cubic zirconia, let me see\n  I'll break you down like a pound of fire whenever\n  Your tactics are mighty clever\n  But even if you Mayweather, you\n\n  You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n  You can't fight the feeling, no\n  It won't stop\n  You can't fight the feeling, feeling\n  You can't fight the feeling, no\n\n  Oh, fuck me\n  Oh, oh, I want you to fuck me (I want you to fuck me)\n  I want you to fuck me (oh, yeah)\n  Oh, oh\n  Oh, fuck\n  Oh, fuck\n  Oh, fuck\n  Don't stop\n  Oh\n  Stop\n"}]