[{"id":40240519,"name":"Otherside Remix (Live)","trackName":"Otherside Remix (Live)","artistName":"Macklemore","albumName":"Otherside Remix (Live) - Single","duration":371.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And I was strugglin' to get back up and I wrote this song in my parents' basement\nAnd the act has been therapy for me to get this shit onto a paper\nAnd to see that is connected with so many people\nAcross the world in the same way\nThe struggle either themselves or have somebody that they love\nThe struggles with the desease of alcoholism\nOr the desease of addiction\nAnd to see that reach the people\nHas been absolutely incredible\nThis song right here it's called Otherside\nLet's go\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinkin'\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd God\nHe came down, down, down, down, down\nDown, down, down, down...\nAnd said\nNothing\n\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\nYup, he had five up on\nWhen he passed him that styrofoam\nThe easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\nThinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as base\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nAnd every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid to fix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTryin' to escape the skin that barely fit him\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin', thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came in a couple hours later\nSaid his name, shook him\nBut he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us, nah\nIt won't be us\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinkin'\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd God\nHe came down, down, down, down, down\nDown, down, down, down...\nAnd said\nNothing\n\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise! You know the drill\nTrapped in a box to climb record sales\nFollow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like something else\nThis is not Californication\nNo way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne says\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same shit\nRationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weed's not a drug\", that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen oxycontin take four lives\nI grew up with them, we used to cheef dimes\nI've seen cocaine bringin' out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growin' up nobody ever does\nUntil your stuck, lookin' in the mirror like \"I can't believe what I've become\"\nBe someone\nAnd growin' up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.62] And I was strugglin' to get back up and I wrote this song in my parents' basement\n[00:08.12] And the act has been therapy for me to get this shit onto a paper\n[00:11.63] And to see that is connected with so many people\n[00:14.01] Across the world in the same way\n[00:16.37] The struggle either themselves or have somebody that they love\n[00:19.52] The struggles with the desease of alcoholism\n[00:22.03] Or the desease of addiction\n[00:23.53] And to see that reach the people\n[00:25.48] Has been absolutely incredible\n[00:27.75] This song right here it's called Otherside\n[00:30.09] Let's go\n[00:30.54] Oh girl, this boat is sinkin'\n[00:36.89] There's no sea left for me\n[00:40.77] And how the sky gets heavy\n[00:44.88] When you are underneath it\n[00:48.48] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[00:56.10] And God\n[00:59.83] He came down, down, down, down, down\n[01:02.57] Down, down, down, down...\n[01:04.36] And said\n[01:06.93] \n[01:08.97] Nothing\n[01:13.22] He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n[01:15.44] He said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\n[01:17.62] That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n[01:19.88] And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n[01:21.82] Yup, he had five up on\n[01:23.75] When he passed him that styrofoam\n[01:25.78] The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n[01:27.43] Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n[01:29.49] And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\n[01:31.75] Thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\n[01:33.86] Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base\n[01:36.21] Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n[01:37.98] Hot box, let the bass bump\n[01:40.47] Take it to the face, gulp\n[01:42.29] Months later the use went up\n[01:43.71] And every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n[01:46.20] But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n[01:48.02] Purple rain coated in the throat\n[01:49.79] Just so healin'\n[01:50.76] Medicine alleviate the sickness\n[01:52.32] Liquid to fix and it comes with a cost\n[01:54.43] Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n[01:56.55] Tryin' to escape the skin that barely fit him\n[01:58.50] Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n[02:00.71] Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n[02:03.04] Didn't even think he had a problem\n[02:04.80] Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n[02:06.94] Room spinnin', thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n[02:11.43] His eyelids closed shut\n[02:12.98] Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n[02:14.91] Girlfriend came in a couple hours later\n[02:16.83] Said his name, shook him\n[02:17.72] But he never got up\n[02:20.03] He never got up, he never got up\n[02:24.11] We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n[02:28.34] It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us, nah\n[02:34.38] It won't be us\n[02:36.00] Oh girl, this boat is sinkin'\n[02:40.18] There's no sea left for me\n[02:44.28] And how the sky gets heavy\n[02:48.35] When you are underneath it\n[02:51.94] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[03:00.09] And God\n[03:00.44] He came down, down, down, down, down\n[03:06.91] Down, down, down, down...\n[03:08.19] And said\n[03:12.55] Nothing\n[03:16.92] Now he just wanted to act like them\n[03:19.22] He just wanted to rap like him\n[03:21.24] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[03:25.38] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[03:29.14] The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:33.58] Surprise! You know the drill\n[03:35.24] Trapped in a box to climb record sales\n[03:37.44] Follow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:39.99] So we try to sound like something else\n[03:41.99] This is not Californication\n[03:43.85] No way to glorify this pavement\n[03:45.64] Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\n[03:50.01] Despite how Lil Wayne says\n[03:51.93] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:54.16] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:56.15] And I know 'cause I was off that same shit\n[03:58.45] Rationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[04:02.40] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[04:06.46] Months later in the same place\n[04:08.30] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[04:10.29] And trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\n[04:14.96] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[04:16.68] I've seen what they can be denied\n[04:19.17] And 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he was sippin' on\n  start_ms: 73240\n  end_ms: 75410\n- text: He said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\n  start_ms: 75410\n  end_ms: 77690\n- text: That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  start_ms: 77690\n  end_ms: 79850\n- text: And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  start_ms: 79850\n  end_ms: 81820\n- text: Yup, he had five up on\n  start_ms: 81820\n  end_ms: 83720\n- text: When he passed him that styrofoam\n  start_ms: 83720\n  end_ms: 85740\n- text: The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  start_ms: 85740\n  end_ms: 87480\n- text: Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  start_ms: 87480\n  end_ms: 89440\n- text: And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\n  start_ms: 89440\n  end_ms: 91780\n- text: Thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\n  start_ms: 91780\n  end_ms: 93840\n- text: Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base\n  start_ms: 93840\n  end_ms: 96240\n- text: Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  start_ms: 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199260\n  end_ms: 201250\n- text: Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  start_ms: 201250\n  end_ms: 205360\n- text: Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  start_ms: 205360\n  end_ms: 209120\n- text: The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  start_ms: 209120\n  end_ms: 213550\n- text: Surprise! You know the drill\n  start_ms: 213550\n  end_ms: 215230\n- text: Trapped in a box to climb record sales\n  start_ms: 215230\n  end_ms: 217420\n- text: 'Follow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells'\n  start_ms: 217420\n  end_ms: 219940\n- text: So we try to sound like something else\n  start_ms: 219940\n  end_ms: 221900\n- text: This is not Californication\n  start_ms: 221900\n  end_ms: 223800\n- text: No way to glorify this pavement\n  start_ms: 223800\n  end_ms: 225610\n- text: Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\n  start_ms: 225610\n  end_ms: 230020\n- text: Despite how Lil Wayne says\n  start_ms: 230020\n  end_ms: 231930\n- text: It's not conducive to being creative\n  start_ms: 231930\n  end_ms: 234190\n- text: And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  start_ms: 234190\n  end_ms: 236180\n- text: And I know 'cause I was off that same shit\n  start_ms: 236180\n  end_ms: 238470\n- text: Rationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  start_ms: 238470\n  end_ms: 242450\n- text: But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  start_ms: 242450\n  end_ms: 246400\n- text: Months later in the same place\n  start_ms: 246400\n  end_ms: 248330\n- text: No music made, feeling like a failure\n  start_ms: 248330\n  end_ms: 250240\n- text: And trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\n  start_ms: 250240\n  end_ms: 254960\n- text: I've seen my people's dreams die\n  start_ms: 254960\n  end_ms: 256690\n- text: I've seen what they can be denied\n  start_ms: 256690\n  end_ms: 259080\n- text: And \"weed's not a drug\", that's denial\n  start_ms: 259080\n  end_ms: 260500\n- text: Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  start_ms: 260500\n  end_ms: 263190\n- text: I've seen oxycontin take four lives\n  start_ms: 263190\n  end_ms: 265260\n- text: I grew up with them, we used to cheef dimes\n  start_ms: 265260\n  end_ms: 266940\n- text: I've seen cocaine bringin' out the demons inside\n  start_ms: 266940\n  end_ms: 269490\n- text: Cheatin' and lyin'\n  start_ms: 269490\n  end_ms: 270590\n- text: Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  start_ms: 270590\n  end_ms: 272440\n- text: Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  start_ms: 272440\n  end_ms: 275100\n- text: Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  start_ms: 275100\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279590\n- text: That rush, that drug, that dope\n  start_ms: 279590\n  end_ms: 281670\n- text: Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  start_ms: 281670\n  end_ms: 283700\n- text: Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  start_ms: 283700\n  end_ms: 285850\n- text: And growin' up nobody ever does\n  start_ms: 285850\n  end_ms: 288100\n- text: Until your stuck, lookin' in the mirror like \"I can't believe what I've become\"\n  start_ms: 288100\n  end_ms: 292510\n- text: Be someone\n  start_ms: 292510\n  end_ms: 293590\n- text: And growin' up everyone always does\n  start_ms: 293590\n  end_ms: 296110\n- text: We sell our dreams and our potential\n  start_ms: 296110\n  end_ms: 298220\n- text: To escape through that buzz\n  start_ms: 298220\n  end_ms: 300000\n- text: Just keep me up, keep me up\n  start_ms: 300000\n  end_ms: 302330\n- text: Hollywood here we come\n  start_ms: 302330\n  end_ms: 303650\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 303650\nplain: |-\n  And I was strugglin' to get back up and I wrote this song in my parents' basement\n  And the act has been therapy for me to get this shit onto a paper\n  And to see that is connected with so many people\n  Across the world in the same way\n  The struggle either themselves or have somebody that they love\n  The struggles with the desease of alcoholism\n  Or the desease of addiction\n  And to see that reach the people\n  Has been absolutely incredible\n  This song right here it's called Otherside\n  Let's go\n\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinkin'\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And God\n  He came down, down, down, down, down\n  Down, down, down, down...\n  And said\n  Nothing\n\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  Yup, he had five up on\n  When he passed him that styrofoam\n  The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\n  Thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  And every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid to fix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Tryin' to escape the skin that barely fit him\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin', thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came in a couple hours later\n  Said his name, shook him\n  But he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us, nah\n  It won't be us\n\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinkin'\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And God\n  He came down, down, down, down, down\n  Down, down, down, down...\n  And said\n  Nothing\n\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise! You know the drill\n  Trapped in a box to climb record sales\n  Follow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like something else\n  This is not Californication\n  No way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne says\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same shit\n  Rationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weed's not a drug\", that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen oxycontin take four lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to cheef dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bringin' out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growin' up nobody ever does\n  Until your stuck, lookin' in the mirror like \"I can't believe what I've become\"\n  Be someone\n  And growin' up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n"},{"id":37754375,"name":"Otherside (feat. 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He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\nYup yup five a bone\nWhen he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\nTo the system\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nEvery blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid affix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTrying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin',\nThinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n\nNah, it won't be us\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\n\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n[00:32.96]And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:37.20]Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:41.33]He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n[00:43.87]He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n[00:45.86]That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n[00:47.95]And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n[00:50.03]Yup yup five a bone\n[00:51.85]When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n[00:55.54]Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n[00:57.60]And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n[01:01.46]To the system\n[01:02.47]Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n[01:04.81]Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n[01:06.58]Hot box, let the bass bump\n[01:08.55]Take it to the face, gulp\n[01:10.71]Months later the use went up\n[01:12.33]Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n[01:14.51]But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n[01:16.47]Purple rain coated in the throat\n[01:18.19]Just so healin'\n[01:19.29]Medicine alleviate the sickness\n[01:20.79]Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n[01:22.52]Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n[01:24.73]Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n[01:26.88]Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n[01:29.35]Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n[01:31.34]Didn't even think he had a problem\n[01:33.30]Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n[01:35.19]Room spinnin',\n[01:36.22]Thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n[01:39.48]His eyelids closed shut\n[01:41.25]Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n[01:43.32]Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n[01:48.21]He never got up, he never got up\n[01:52.42]We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n[01:56.49]It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n[02:02.07]Nah, it won't be us\n[02:04.45]Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n[02:08.45]There's no sea left for me\n[02:12.21]And how the sky gets heavy\n[02:16.45]When you are underneath it!\n[02:20.40]Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.68]And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:36.47]And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:41.08]Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:45.04]He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.58]He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:49.42]Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:53.55]Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:57.46]The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.91]Talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.85]Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.65]Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.73]Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:08.38]So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:10.44]This is not Californication\n[03:12.29]There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:14.02]Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:16.24]Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.38]Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:20.25]It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:22.33]And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.43]And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.98]Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.65]But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:34.85]Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.87]No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.82]And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:43.01]I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:45.41]I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.34]And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:49.06]Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:51.32]I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:53.52]I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:55.43]I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.81]Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.97]Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.92]Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.33]Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.63]Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.78]That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.85]Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:12.09]Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:14.24]And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:16.39]Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:20.17]Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:22.08]And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.58]We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:26.50]To escape through that buzz\n[04:28.43]Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.77]Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.66]Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.56]There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.32]And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.64]When you are underneath it\n[04:48.82]Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.47]And god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\n  Talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was gonna be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":18596423,"name":"Otherside Remix (Live)","trackName":"Otherside Remix (Live)","artistName":"Macklemore","albumName":"Unknown Album (6/11/2013 10:36:35 AM)","duration":371.937,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And I was strugglin' to get back up and I wrote this song in my parents' basement\nAnd the act has been therapy for me to get this shit onto a paper\nAnd to see that is connected with so many people\nAcross the world in the same way\nThe struggle either themselves or have somebody that they love\nThe struggles with the desease of alcoholism\nOr the desease of addiction\nAnd to see that reach the people\nHas been absolutely incredible\nThis song right here it's called Otherside\nLet's go\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinkin'\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd God\nHe came down, down, down, down, down\nDown, down, down, down...\nAnd said\nNothing\n\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\nYup, he had five up on\nWhen he passed him that styrofoam\nThe easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\nThinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as base\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nAnd every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid to fix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTryin' to escape the skin that barely fit him\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin', thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came in a couple hours later\nSaid his name, shook him\nBut he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us, nah\nIt won't be us\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinkin'\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd God\nHe came down, down, down, down, down\nDown, down, down, down...\nAnd said\nNothing\n\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise! You know the drill\nTrapped in a box to climb record sales\nFollow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like something else\nThis is not Californication\nNo way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne says\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same shit\nRationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weed's not a drug\", that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen oxycontin take four lives\nI grew up with them, we used to cheef dimes\nI've seen cocaine bringin' out the 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sinkin'\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And God\n  He came down, down, down, down, down\n  Down, down, down, down...\n  And said\n  Nothing\n\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, you want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  Yup, he had five up on\n  When he passed him that styrofoam\n  The easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\n  Thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen to The System\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  And every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid to fix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Tryin' to escape the skin that barely fit him\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin', thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came in a couple hours later\n  Said his name, shook him\n  But he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us, nah\n  It won't be us\n\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinkin'\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And God\n  He came down, down, down, down, down\n  Down, down, down, down...\n  And said\n  Nothing\n\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise! You know the drill\n  Trapped in a box to climb record sales\n  Follow the formula: violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like something else\n  This is not Californication\n  No way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you broke, depressed and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne says\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same shit\n  Rationalize whatever I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me, it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parents' basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weed's not a drug\", that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen oxycontin take four lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to cheef dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bringin' out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growin' up nobody ever does\n  Until your stuck, lookin' in the mirror like \"I can't believe what I've become\"\n  Be someone\n  And growin' up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n"},{"id":2314367,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"The VS. Redux","duration":308.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff\nWeezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\nYup yup five a bone\nWhen he passed him that styrofoam the\nEaster pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip,\nSittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he\nWas pimpin' as he listen to the system\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nEvery blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid affix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTrying to escape the skin that barely fit him\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin',\nThinkin' he might've sipped just a\nLittle bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came and a couple hours later\nSaid his name shook him but he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\nNah, it won't be us\nOh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power\nAnd the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like\nThis talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet,\nAnd an eighth a day will leave you\nBroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25\nAnd move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck,\nLookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was goin' to be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down\nAnd said\nNothing","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Otherside\n  artist: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis\n  album: The VS. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":2314368,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"The VS. 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I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power\nAnd the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like\nThis talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet,\nAnd an eighth a day will leave you\nBroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25\nAnd move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck,\nLookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was goin' to be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":18263143,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"The VS. Redux","duration":312.084898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. 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I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\n\nUs as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\ntalkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\n\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\n\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\nbroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\n\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\n\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\n\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was gonna be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n[00:32.24] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:36.24] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:39.94] He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n[00:43.45] He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n[00:45.59] That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n[00:47.65] And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n[00:49.71] Yup yup five a bone\n[00:51.37] When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n[00:55.22] Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n[00:57.12] And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n[01:00.85] to the system\n[01:01.67] Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n[01:04.07] Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n[01:05.99] Hot box, let the bass bump\n[01:08.19] Take it to the face, gulp\n[01:10.03] Months later the use went up\n[01:11.53] Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n[01:13.88] But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n[01:16.08] Purple rain coated in the throat\n[01:17.80] Just so healin'\n[01:18.91] Medicine alleviate the sickness\n[01:20.57] Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n[01:22.13] Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n[01:24.56] Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n[01:26.62] Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n[01:28.75] Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n[01:31.16] Didn't even think he had a problem\n[01:32.98] Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n[01:34.88] Room spinnin',\n[01:35.86] thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n[01:38.98] His eyelids closed shut\n[01:41.06] Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n[01:42.93] Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n[01:47.91] He never got up, he never got up\n[01:51.95] We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n[01:56.64] It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n[02:01.68] Nah, it won't be us\n[02:03.56] Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n[02:08.09] There's no sea left for me\n[02:12.02] And how the sky gets heavy\n[02:16.48] When you are underneath it!\n[02:19.83] Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.38] And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:35.75] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:40.83] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:44.77] He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.17] He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:48.96] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:52.96] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:56.86] The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.56] talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.47] Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.23] Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.20] Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:07.94] So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:09.86] This is not Californication\n[03:11.95] There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:13.79] Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:15.83] broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.12] Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:19.74] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:21.60] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.19] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.38] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.02] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:33.54] Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.12] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.21] And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:42.79] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:44.62] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.14] And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:48.27] Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:50.75] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:52.82] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:54.93] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.48] Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.50] Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.50] Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.13] Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.26] Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.47] That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.60] Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:11.42] Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:13.78] And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:15.68] Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:19.86] Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:21.43] And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.03] We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:25.84] To escape through that buzz\n[04:27.98] Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.36] Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.30] Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.98] There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.43] And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.56] When you are underneath it\n[04:48.50] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.68] And god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\n  talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n  broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was gonna be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":19310625,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"VS. Redux","duration":307.670204,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff\nWeezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\nYup yup five a bone\nWhen he passed him that styrofoam the\nEaster pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip,\nSittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he\nWas pimpin' as he listen to the system\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nEvery blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid affix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTrying to escape the skin that barely fit him\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin',\nThinkin' he might've sipped just a\nLittle bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came and a couple hours later\nSaid his name shook him but he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\nNah, it won't be us\nOh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power\nAnd the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like\nThis talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet,\nAnd an eighth a day will leave you\nBroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25\nAnd move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck,\nLookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was goin' to be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.68] And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:36.42] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:41.04] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:45.02] He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.51] He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:49.46] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:53.56] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:57.45] The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.91] talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.87] Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.62] Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.79] Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:08.33] So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:10.42] This is not Californication\n[03:12.27] There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:14.09] Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:16.20] broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.31] Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:20.22] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:22.32] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.40] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.99] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.66] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:34.86] Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.84] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.81] And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:43.07] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:45.41] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.32] And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:49.04] Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:51.34] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:53.51] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:55.45] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.88] Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.93] Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.96] Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.35] Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.69] Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.72] That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.86] Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:12.07] Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:14.25] And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:16.36] Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:20.10] Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:22.07] And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.53] We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:26.51] To escape through that buzz\n[04:28.47] Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.75] Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.62] Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.50] There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.35] And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.61] When you are underneath it\n[04:48.87] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.41] And god. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n  Yup yup five a bone\n  When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n  to the system\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin',\n  thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n\n  Nah, it won't be us\n\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\n  talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n  broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was gonna be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":21985563,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"The Vs. 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I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power\nAnd the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like\nThis talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet,\nAnd an eighth a day will leave you\nBroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25\nAnd move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck,\nLookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was goin' to be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down\nAnd said\nNothing","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Otherside\n  artist: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis\n  album: The Vs. EP\n  duration_ms: 304308\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh I want to sail away from here.\n  And god He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff\n  Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  Yup yup five a bone\n  When he passed him that styrofoam the\n  Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip,\n  Sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he\n  Was pimpin' as he listen to the system\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin',\n  Thinkin' he might've sipped just a\n  Little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came and a couple hours later\n  Said his name shook him but he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n  Nah, it won't be us\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. 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County Coroner's office ruled the rapper's death accidental and attributed it to a combination of...\"\n\"Apnea?\"\n\"Yes\"\n\"And syrup, and we know that syrup on the streets usually has codeine?\"\n\"Absolutely, we have a problem now with the cough syrup epidemic...\"\n\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said, \"Lean, you wanna hit it, dawg?\"\nThat's the same stuff Weezy's sippin', huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\nYup, he had five up on\nThen went and passed him that Styrofoam\nThe Easter Pink, heard a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\nThinking he was pimpin' as he listened to the system\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as base\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHotbox, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nEvery blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\nBut goddamn, he loved that feeling\nPurple rain coated in the throat, just so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid affix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTryna escape the skin that barely fit him\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin'\nThinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed, shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came and a couple hours later\nSaid his name, shook him but he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\nNah, it won't be us\n\nNow he just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\nUs as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin\nPack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like this\nTalkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\nTrapped in a box, declinin' record sales\nFollow the formula: violence, drugs, and sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day\nWill leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\nDespite how Little Wayne lives\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to Dedication\nBut he's an alien\nI'd sip that shit, pass out or play PlayStation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\nNo music made, feelin' like a failure\nAnd trust me, it's not dope to be twenty-five\nAnd move back to your parents' basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weed's not a drug,\" that's denial\nGroundhog Day, life, repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplyin'\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nGrowing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck\nLookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I become\nSwore I was gonna be someone\nAnd growin' up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood, here we come\n\n\"You can tend to, um, go a little too far with some of these things, they have very strong addictive qualities, pills and syrups and whatnot, so um...\"\n\"Is it changing the music?\"\n\"Um, I can only speak for myself personally, you know what I'm saying?\nUm, we had been taking down, toning down the content of certain things in the music lately\nMy new album, of course, probably won't have any references to cough syrup in it\nBut, uh, it's a little bit more than the music\nI think it's gonna start affecting the personal lives of a lot of artists and people...\"\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] \"Chad Butler, known as Pimp C, died in a Los Angeles hotel room...\"\n[00:04.13] \"The L.A. 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known as Pimp C, died in a Los Angeles hotel room...\"\n  \"The L.A. County Coroner's office ruled the rapper's death accidental and attributed it to a combination of...\"\n  \"Apnea?\"\n  \"Yes\"\n  \"And syrup, and we know that syrup on the streets usually has codeine?\"\n  \"Absolutely, we have a problem now with the cough syrup epidemic...\"\n\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said, \"Lean, you wanna hit it, dawg?\"\n  That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin', huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  Yup, he had five up on\n  Then went and passed him that Styrofoam\n  The Easter Pink, heard a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln\n  Thinking he was pimpin' as he listened to the system\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as base\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hotbox, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  But goddamn, he loved that feeling\n  Purple rain coated in the throat, just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Tryna escape the skin that barely fit him\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin'\n  Thinkin' he might have sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed, shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came and a couple hours later\n  Said his name, shook him but he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n  Nah, it won't be us\n\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin\n  Pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n  Talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declinin' record sales\n  Follow the formula: violence, drugs, and sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day\n  Will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Little Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to Dedication\n  But he's an alien\n  I'd sip that shit, pass out or play PlayStation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feelin' like a failure\n  And trust me, it's not dope to be twenty-five\n  And move back to your parents' basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weed's not a drug,\" that's denial\n  Groundhog Day, life, repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplyin'\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  Growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I become\n  Swore I was gonna be someone\n  And growin' up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood, here we come\n\n  \"You can tend to, um, go a little too far with some of these things, they have very strong addictive qualities, pills and syrups and whatnot, so um...\"\n  \"Is it changing the music?\"\n  \"Um, I can only speak for myself personally, you know what I'm saying?\n  Um, we had been taking down, toning down the content of certain things in the music lately\n  My new album, of course, probably won't have any references to cough syrup in it\n  But, uh, it's a little bit more than the music\n  I think it's gonna start affecting the personal lives of a lot of artists and people...\"\n"},{"id":36314271,"name":"Otherside","trackName":"Otherside","artistName":"Macklemore & Ryan Lewis","albumName":"The VS. 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day\n[02:29.21] Will leave you broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[02:31.99] Despite how Little Wayne lives\n[02:33.64] It's not conducive to being creative\n[02:36.03] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[02:38.01] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[02:40.62] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to Dedication\n[02:44.25] But he's an alien\n[02:45.49] I'd sip that shit, pass out or play PlayStation\n[02:48.35] Months later I'm in the same place\n[02:50.21] No music made, feelin' like a failure\n[02:52.39] And trust me, it's not dope to be twenty-five\n[02:54.83] And move back to your parents' basement\n[02:56.89] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[02:58.75] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:00.67] And \"weed's not a drug,\" that's denial\n[03:02.63] Groundhog Day, life, repeat each time\n[03:04.84] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:07.04] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:08.92] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons 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He came down down down down down down down\nAnd said\nNothing","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Otherside\n  artist: Macklemore & Ryan Lewis\n  album: The VS․ Redux\n  duration_ms: 308000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh I want to sail away from here.\n  And god He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff\n  Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard\n  Yup yup five a bone\n  When he passed him that styrofoam the\n  Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip,\n  Sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he\n  Was pimpin' as he listen to the system\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin',\n  Thinkin' he might've sipped just a\n  Little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came and a couple hours later\n  Said his name shook him but he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n  Nah, it won't be us\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  Now he just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power\n  And the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like\n  This talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet,\n  And an eighth a day will leave you\n  Broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25\n  And move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck,\n  Lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was goin' to be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"},{"id":18143784,"name":"Otherside (Ryan Lewis remix)","trackName":"Otherside (Ryan Lewis remix)","artistName":"Macklemore","albumName":"The VS. Redux","duration":345.730612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Oh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\nHe said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\nThat's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\nAnd tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\nYup yup five a bone\nWhen he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\nFinally got to see what all the hype was on\nAnd then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\nto the system\nLittle did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\nNot the kind of hit from the kick drum\nHot box, let the bass bump\nTake it to the face, gulp\nMonths later the use went up\nEvery blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n\nBut Goddamn he loved that feelin'\nPurple rain coated in the throat\nJust so healin'\nMedicine alleviate the sickness\nLiquid affix and it comes with a cost\nWake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\nTrying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n\nGone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\nHeaded towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n\nDidn't even think he had a problem\nThough he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\nRoom spinnin',\nthinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\nHis eyelids closed shut\nSat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\nGirlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\nHe never got up, he never got up\nWe live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\nIt won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n\nNah, it won't be us\n\nOh girl, this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\n\nWhen you are underneath it!\nOh. I want to sail away from here.\nAnd god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\nAnd said (down down down down down down down down)\nNothing (down down down down down down down down)\nHe just wanted to act like them\nHe just wanted to rap like him\n\nUs as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\nBlunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\nThe fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\ntalkin' about some shit they haven't lived\nSurprise, you know the drill\n\nTrapped in a box, declined record sales\nFollow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\nSo we try to sound like someone else\n\nThis is not Californication\nThere's no way to glorify this pavement\nSyrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\nbroke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\nDespite how Lil Wayne lives\n\nIt's not conducive to being creative\nAnd I know 'cause he's my favorite\nAnd I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\nRationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\nBut he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\nMonths later I'm in the same place\n\nNo music made, feeling like a failure\n\nAnd trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\nI've seen my people's dreams die\nI've seen what they can be denied\nAnd \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\nGroundhog Day life repeat each time\nI've seen Oxycontin take three lives\nI grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\nI've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\nCheatin' and lyin'\nFriendship cease, no peace in the mind\nStealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\nBroken, hopeless, headed nowhere\nOnly motivation for what the dealer's supplying\nThat rush, that drug, that dope\nThose pills, that crumb, that roach\nThinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\nAnd growing up nobody ever does\nUntil you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\nSwore I was gonna be someone\nAnd growing up everyone always does\nWe sell our dreams and our potential\nTo escape through that buzz\nJust keep me up, keep me up\nHollywood here we come\nOh girl this boat is sinking\nThere's no sea left for me\nAnd how the sky gets heavy\nWhen you are underneath it\nOh, I want to sail away from here\nAnd god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.68] And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:36.42] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:41.04] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:45.02] He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.51] He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:49.46] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:53.56] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:57.45] The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.91] talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.87] Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.62] Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.79] Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:08.33] So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:10.42] This is not Californication\n[03:12.27] There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:14.09] Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:16.20] broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.31] Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:20.22] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:22.32] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.40] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.99] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.66] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:34.86] Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.84] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.81] And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:43.07] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:45.41] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.32] And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:49.04] Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:51.34] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:53.51] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:55.45] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.88] Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.93] Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.96] Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.35] Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.69] Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.72] That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.86] Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:12.07] Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:14.25] And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:16.36] Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:20.10] Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:22.07] And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.53] We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:26.51] To escape through that buzz\n[04:28.47] Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.75] Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.62] Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.50] There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.35] And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.61] When you are underneath it\n[04:48.87] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.41] And god. 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I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.68] And god. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n[00:32.94] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:37.14] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[00:41.32] He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n[00:43.87] He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n[00:45.88] That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n[00:47.90] And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n[00:50.04] Yup yup five a bone\n[00:51.80] When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n[00:55.57] Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n[00:57.66] And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n[01:01.47] to the system\n[01:02.47] Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n[01:04.83] Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n[01:06.50] Hot box, let the bass bump\n[01:08.53] Take it to the face, gulp\n[01:10.70] Months later the use went up\n[01:12.32] Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n[01:14.54] But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n[01:16.44] Purple rain coated in the throat\n[01:18.14] Just so healin'\n[01:19.21] Medicine alleviate the sickness\n[01:20.76] Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n[01:22.58] Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n[01:24.76] Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n[01:26.89] Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n[01:29.37] Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n[01:31.35] Didn't even think he had a problem\n[01:33.38] Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n[01:35.14] Room spinnin',\n[01:36.22] thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n[01:39.42] His eyelids closed shut\n[01:41.28] Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n[01:43.37] Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n[01:48.24] He never got up, he never got up\n[01:52.46] We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n[01:56.45] It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n[02:02.04] Nah, it won't be us\n[02:04.40] Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n[02:08.47] There's no sea left for me\n[02:12.21] And how the sky gets heavy\n[02:16.47] When you are underneath it!\n[02:20.44] Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n[02:27.68] And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:36.42] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:41.04] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:45.02] He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.51] He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:49.46] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:53.56] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:57.45] The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.91] talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.87] Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.62] Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.79] Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:08.33] So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:10.42] This is not Californication\n[03:12.27] There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:14.09] Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:16.20] broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.31] Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:20.22] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:22.32] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.40] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.99] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.66] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:34.86] Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.84] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.81] And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:43.07] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:45.41] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.32] And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:49.04] Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:51.34] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:53.51] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:55.45] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.88] Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.93] Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.96] Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.35] Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.69] Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.72] That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.86] Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:12.07] Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:14.25] And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:16.36] Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:20.10] Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:22.07] And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.53] We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:26.51] To escape through that buzz\n[04:28.47] Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.75] Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.62] Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.50] There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.35] And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.61] When you are underneath it\n[04:48.87] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.41] And god. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n[02:36.42] And said (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:41.04] Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n[02:45.02] He just wanted to act like them\n[02:47.51] He just wanted to rap like him\n[02:49.46] Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n[02:53.56] Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n[02:57.45] The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n[02:59.91] talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n[03:01.87] Surprise, you know the drill\n[03:03.62] Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n[03:05.79] Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n[03:08.33] So we try to sound like someone else\n[03:10.42] This is not Californication\n[03:12.27] There's no way to glorify this pavement\n[03:14.09] Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n[03:16.20] broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n[03:18.31] Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n[03:20.22] It's not conducive to being creative\n[03:22.32] And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n[03:24.40] And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n[03:26.99] Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n[03:30.66] But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n[03:34.86] Months later I'm in the same place\n[03:36.84] No music made, feeling like a failure\n[03:38.81] And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n[03:43.07] I've seen my people's dreams die\n[03:45.41] I've seen what they can be denied\n[03:47.32] And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n[03:49.04] Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n[03:51.34] I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n[03:53.51] I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n[03:55.45] I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n[03:57.88] Cheatin' and lyin'\n[03:58.93] Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n[04:00.96] Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n[04:03.35] Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n[04:05.69] Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n[04:07.72] That rush, that drug, that dope\n[04:09.86] Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n[04:12.07] Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n[04:14.25] And growing up nobody ever does\n[04:16.36] Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n[04:20.10] Swore I was gonna be someone\n[04:22.07] And growing up everyone always does\n[04:24.53] We sell our dreams and our potential\n[04:26.51] To escape through that buzz\n[04:28.47] Just keep me up, keep me up\n[04:30.75] Hollywood here we come\n[04:32.62] Oh girl this boat is sinking\n[04:36.50] There's no sea left for me\n[04:40.35] And how the sky gets heavy\n[04:44.61] When you are underneath it\n[04:48.87] Oh, I want to sail away from here\n[04:55.41] And god. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n  start_ms: 23530\n  end_ms: 32940\n- text: And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  start_ms: 32940\n  end_ms: 37140\n- text: Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  start_ms: 37140\n  end_ms: 41320\n- text: He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  start_ms: 41320\n  end_ms: 43870\n- text: He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n  start_ms: 43870\n  end_ms: 45880\n- text: That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  start_ms: 45880\n  end_ms: 47900\n- text: And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n  start_ms: 47900\n  end_ms: 50040\n- text: Yup yup five a bone\n  start_ms: 50040\n  end_ms: 51800\n- text: When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  start_ms: 51800\n  end_ms: 55570\n- text: Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  start_ms: 55570\n  end_ms: 57660\n- text: And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n  start_ms: 57660\n  end_ms: 61470\n- text: to the system\n  start_ms: 61470\n  end_ms: 62470\n- text: Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n  start_ms: 62470\n  end_ms: 64830\n- text: Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  start_ms: 64830\n  end_ms: 66500\n- text: Hot box, let the bass bump\n  start_ms: 66500\n  end_ms: 68530\n- text: Take it to the face, gulp\n  start_ms: 68530\n  end_ms: 70700\n- text: Months later the use went up\n  start_ms: 70700\n  end_ms: 72320\n- text: Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n  start_ms: 72320\n  end_ms: 74540\n- text: But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  start_ms: 74540\n  end_ms: 76440\n- text: Purple rain coated in the throat\n  start_ms: 76440\n  end_ms: 78140\n- text: Just so healin'\n  start_ms: 78140\n  end_ms: 79210\n- text: Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  start_ms: 79210\n  end_ms: 80760\n- text: Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  start_ms: 80760\n  end_ms: 82580\n- text: Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  start_ms: 82580\n  end_ms: 84760\n- text: Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n  start_ms: 84760\n  end_ms: 86890\n- text: Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  start_ms: 86890\n  end_ms: 89370\n- text: Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n  start_ms: 89370\n  end_ms: 91350\n- text: Didn't even think he had a problem\n  start_ms: 91350\n  end_ms: 93380\n- text: Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  start_ms: 93380\n  end_ms: 95140\n- text: Room spinnin',\n  start_ms: 95140\n  end_ms: 96220\n- text: thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  start_ms: 96220\n  end_ms: 99420\n- text: His eyelids closed shut\n  start_ms: 99420\n  end_ms: 101280\n- text: Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  start_ms: 101280\n  end_ms: 103370\n- text: Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n  start_ms: 103370\n  end_ms: 108240\n- text: He never got up, he never got up\n  start_ms: 108240\n  end_ms: 112460\n- text: We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  start_ms: 112460\n  end_ms: 116450\n- text: It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n  start_ms: 116450\n  end_ms: 122040\n- text: Nah, it won't be us\n  start_ms: 122040\n  end_ms: 124400\n- text: Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  start_ms: 124400\n  end_ms: 128470\n- text: There's no sea left for me\n  start_ms: 128470\n  end_ms: 132210\n- text: And how the sky gets heavy\n  start_ms: 132210\n  end_ms: 136470\n- text: When you are underneath it!\n  start_ms: 136470\n  end_ms: 140440\n- text: Oh. 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He came down down down down down down down down\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He rolled up, asked him what he was sippin' on\n  He said lean, You want to hit it, dawg?\n  That's the same stuff Weezy's sippin' huh?\n  And tons of other rappers that be spittin' hard,\n  Yup yup five a bone\n  When he passed him that Styrofoam the Easter pink, heard it in a rhyme before\n  Finally got to see what all the hype was on\n  And then he took a sip, sittin' in the Lincoln thinkin' he was pimpin' as he listen\n  to the system\n  Little did he know that it was just as addictive as bass\n  Not the kind of hit from the kick drum\n  Hot box, let the bass bump\n  Take it to the face, gulp\n  Months later the use went up\n  Every blunt was accompanied by the pink stuff\n\n  But Goddamn he loved that feelin'\n  Purple rain coated in the throat\n  Just so healin'\n  Medicine alleviate the sickness\n  Liquid affix and it comes with a cost\n  Wake up, cold sweat, scratchin', itchin'\n  Trying to escape the skin that barely fit him\n\n  Gone, get another bottle just to get a couple swallows\n  Headed towards the bottom couldn't get off it\n\n  Didn't even think he had a problem\n  Though he couldn't sleep without gettin' nauseous\n  Room spinnin',\n  thinkin' he might've sipped just a little bit too much of that cough syrup\n  His eyelids closed shut\n  Sat back in the chair clutchin' that cup\n  Girlfriend came and a couple hours later said his name shim but he never got up\n  He never got up, he never got up\n  We live on the cusp of death thinkin' that it won't be us\n  It won't be us, it won't be us, it won't be us\n\n  Nah, it won't be us\n\n  Oh girl, this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n\n  When you are underneath it!\n  Oh. I want to sail away from here.\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down down\n\n  And said (down down down down down down down down)\n  Nothing (down down down down down down down down)\n  He just wanted to act like them\n  He just wanted to rap like him\n\n  Us as rappers underestimate the power and the effects that we have on these kids\n  Blunt passed, ash in a tin, pack being pushed, harassed by the feds\n  The fact of it is most people that rap like this\n\n  talkin' about some shit they haven't lived\n  Surprise, you know the drill\n\n  Trapped in a box, declined record sales\n  Follow the formula violence, drugs, and, sex sells\n  So we try to sound like someone else\n\n  This is not Californication\n  There's no way to glorify this pavement\n  Syrup, Percocet, and an eighth a day will leave you\n  broke, depressed, and emotionally vacant\n\n  Despite how Lil Wayne lives\n\n  It's not conducive to being creative\n  And I know 'cause he's my favorite\n  And I know 'cause I was off that same mix\n\n  Rationalize the shit that I'd try after I listen to dedication\n\n  But he's an alien, I'd sip that shit, pass out or play Playstation\n  Months later I'm in the same place\n\n  No music made, feeling like a failure\n\n  And trust me it's not dope to be 25 and move back to your parent's basement\n  I've seen my people's dreams die\n  I've seen what they can be denied\n  And \"weeds not a drug\" - that's denial\n  Groundhog Day life repeat each time\n  I've seen Oxycontin take three lives\n  I grew up with them, we used to chief dimes\n  I've seen cocaine bring out the demons inside\n  Cheatin' and lyin'\n  Friendship cease, no peace in the mind\n  Stealin' and takin' anything to fix the pieces inside\n  Broken, hopeless, headed nowhere\n  Only motivation for what the dealer's supplying\n  That rush, that drug, that dope\n  Those pills, that crumb, that roach\n  Thinkin' I would never do that, not that drug\n  And growing up nobody ever does\n  Until you're stuck, lookin' in the mirror like I can't believe what I've become\n  Swore I was gonna be someone\n  And growing up everyone always does\n  We sell our dreams and our potential\n  To escape through that buzz\n  Just keep me up, keep me up\n  Hollywood here we come\n  Oh girl this boat is sinking\n  There's no sea left for me\n  And how the sky gets heavy\n  When you are underneath it\n  Oh, I want to sail away from here\n  And god. He came down down down down down down down\n  And said\n  Nothing\n"}]