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wild rhyme writin nigga\nP holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\nI count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\n\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n(Havoc)\nYo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\nPlay the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\nConcealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\nCause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\nHungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\nin formation pack the led up in shit\nThe better you get, the better we get, and that's it\nYo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\nStop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\nImperial dogs, creepin through fog\nCarved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\nWe roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\nAnd when you spot us, play low-key\n\n(Prodigy)\nDunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\nCan't they see us wildin on the video?\nDon't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\nOr on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\nHoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\nI ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\nI'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\nDon't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\nCause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\nChallengin the Mobb in the arts\nOur literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\nWay ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\nYour style's limited, your rap's primitive\nGo 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two (fades our partway through)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.79] Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\n[00:03.18] M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\n[00:06.43] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\n[00:08.16] KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\n[00:10.00] Niggaz know how we do, right right\n[00:15.37] I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n[00:20.09] Yo\n[00:22.11] (Havoc)\n[00:22.77] The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n[00:26.00] Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n[00:28.25] Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n[00:31.04] Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n[00:33.65] The same law, same day contract, different clause\n[00:36.47] Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n[00:38.67] Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n[00:40.94] third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n[00:43.37] Chorus One: repeat 2X\n[00:44.17] Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n[00:46.18] and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n[00:48.53] It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n[00:50.93] Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[01:03.68] (Prodigy)\n[01:04.07] Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n[01:06.72] P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n[01:09.27] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.72] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.36] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.50] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.47] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.33] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:25.06] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.96] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n[01:49.53] Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n[01:52.69] This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n[01:54.89] You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n[01:57.69] It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n[02:00.26] but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n[02:02.46] It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n[02:05.03] Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n[02:06.24] Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n[02:08.75] And y'all weak to us\n[02:10.12] If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n[02:12.87] It's a must we burst ours first\n[02:15.08] (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[02:25.00] (Havoc)\n[02:25.64] Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n[02:28.10] My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n[02:30.67] Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n[02:33.06] Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n[02:35.87] Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n[02:38.77] Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n[02:41.43] in formation pack the led up in shit\n[02:43.40] The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n[02:45.93] Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n[02:48.80] Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n[02:51.32] Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n[02:53.53] Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n[02:56.04] We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n[02:58.74] And when you spot us, play low-key\n[03:01.31] (Prodigy)\n[03:01.76] Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n[03:04.78] Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n[03:06.76] Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n[03:09.19] Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n[03:11.87] Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n[03:14.15] I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n[03:16.48] I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n[03:19.04] Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n[03:21.52] Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n[03:24.22] Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n[03:26.48] Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n[03:29.27] Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n[03:31.84] Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n[03:34.46] Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n[03:36.95] Chorus Two\n[03:46.54] Chorus Two\n[03:56.90] Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n[04:08.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Allustrious\n  artist: Mobb Deep\n  album: Mobb Muzik\n  duration_ms: 250000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\n  start_ms: 790\n  end_ms: 3180\n- text: M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\n  start_ms: 3180\n  end_ms: 6430\n- text: Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\n  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doin this ever since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples 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Niggaz know how we do, right right\n  I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n  Yo\n\n  (Havoc)\n  The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n  Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n  Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n  Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n  The same law, same day contract, different clause\n  Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n  Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League 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niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut 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nightly\n[01:09.27] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.72] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.36] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.50] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.47] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.33] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:25.06] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.96] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood 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mug\n[02:35.87] Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n[02:38.77] Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n[02:41.43] in formation pack the led up in shit\n[02:43.40] The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n[02:45.93] Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n[02:48.80] Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n[02:51.32] Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n[02:53.53] Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n[02:56.04] We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n[02:58.74] And when you spot us, play low-key\n[03:01.31] (Prodigy)\n[03:01.76] Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n[03:04.78] Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n[03:06.76] Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n[03:09.19] Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n[03:11.87] Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n[03:14.15] I ran through more cars than it's sand on the 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since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n  Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n  Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n  Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n  Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n  Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n  Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n"},{"id":9182274,"name":"Allustrious","trackName":"Allustrious","artistName":"Mobb Deep","albumName":"Murda Muzik","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah Prodigy H A V O C\nM O B B uh huh yeah\nUh huh uh huh uh huh\nKnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\nNiggaz know how we do right right\nI can see you back there yeah (whattup?)\nYo\n[Havoc]\nThe Mobb'll spit that shit rip that bitch leave it loose\nTake shit back to trip who fat Goose\nQueensbridge representative ghetto entrepeneur stay on tour\nDick riders wanna get em bullshit\nThe same law, same day contract, different clause\nDon't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\nGold medalist spit, doin this ever since\nthird time felon nigga, who you tellin?\nChorus One: repeat 2X\nCause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\nand dust to dust, if you fuck with us\nIt's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\nNine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[Prodigy]\nYo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\nP holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\nI count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for 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fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\n\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n(Havoc)\nYo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't 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boost up your heart\nCause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\nChallengin the Mobb in the arts\nOur literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\nWay ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\nYour style's limited, your rap's primitive\nGo 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two (fades our partway through)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.79] Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\n[00:03.18] M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\n[00:06.43] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\n[00:08.16] KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\n[00:10.00] Niggaz know how we do, right right\n[00:15.37] I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n[00:20.09] Yo\n[00:22.11] (Havoc)\n[00:22.77] The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n[00:26.00] Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n[00:28.25] Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n[00:31.04] Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n[00:33.65] The same law, same day contract, different clause\n[00:36.47] Don't run red 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on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n[01:49.53] Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n[01:52.69] This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n[01:54.89] You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n[01:57.69] It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n[02:00.26] but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n[02:02.46] It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n[02:05.03] Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n[02:06.24] Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n[02:08.75] And y'all weak to us\n[02:10.12] If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n[02:12.87] It's a must we burst ours first\n[02:15.08] (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[02:25.00] (Havoc)\n[02:25.64] Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n[02:28.10] My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n[02:30.67] Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n[02:33.06] Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n[02:35.87] Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n[02:38.77] Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n[02:41.43] in formation pack the led up in shit\n[02:43.40] The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n[02:45.93] Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n[02:48.80] Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n[02:51.32] Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n[02:53.53] Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n[02:56.04] We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n[02:58.74] And when you spot us, play low-key\n[03:01.31] (Prodigy)\n[03:01.76] Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n[03:04.78] Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n[03:06.76] Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n[03:09.19] Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n[03:11.87] Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n[03:14.15] I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n[03:16.48] I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n[03:19.04] Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n[03:21.52] Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n[03:24.22] Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n[03:26.48] Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n[03:29.27] Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n[03:31.84] Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n[03:34.46] Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n[03:36.95] Chorus Two\n[03:46.54] 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Niggaz know how we do, right right\n  I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n  Yo\n\n  (Havoc)\n  The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n  Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n  Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n  Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n  The same law, same day contract, different clause\n  Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n  Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: 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niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut 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nightly\n[01:09.27] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.72] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.36] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.50] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.47] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.33] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:25.06] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.96] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n[01:49.53] Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n[01:52.69] This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n[01:54.89] You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n[01:57.69] It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n[02:00.26] but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n[02:02.46] It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n[02:05.03] Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n[02:06.24] Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n[02:08.75] And y'all weak to us\n[02:10.12] If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n[02:12.87] It's a must we burst ours first\n[02:15.08] (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[02:25.00] (Havoc)\n[02:25.64] Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n[02:28.10] My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n[02:30.67] Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n[02:33.06] Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that 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primitive\n  start_ms: 211840\n  end_ms: 214460\n- text: Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n  start_ms: 214460\n  end_ms: 216950\n- text: Chorus Two\n  start_ms: 216950\n  end_ms: 226540\n- text: Chorus Two\n  start_ms: 226540\n  end_ms: 236900\n- text: Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n  start_ms: 236900\n  end_ms: 248960\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 248960\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\n  M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\n  Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\n  KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\n  Niggaz know how we do, right right\n  I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n  Yo\n\n  (Havoc)\n  The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n  Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n  Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n  Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n  The same law, same day contract, different clause\n  Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n  Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n  Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n  Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n  Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n  Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n  Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n  Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n"},{"id":24535097,"name":"Allustrious","trackName":"Allustrious","artistName":"Mobb Deep","albumName":"Murda Musik","duration":252.113083,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah Prodigy H A V O C\nM O B B uh huh yeah\nUh huh uh huh uh huh\nKnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\nNiggaz know how we do right right\nI can see you back there yeah (whattup?)\nYo\n[Havoc]\nThe Mobb'll spit that shit rip that bitch leave it loose\nTake shit back to trip who fat Goose\nQueensbridge representative ghetto entrepeneur stay on tour\nDick riders wanna get em bullshit\nThe same law, same day contract, different clause\nDon't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\nGold medalist spit, doin this ever since\nthird time felon nigga, who you tellin?\nChorus One: repeat 2X\nCause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\nand dust to dust, if you fuck with us\nIt's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\nNine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[Prodigy]\nYo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\nP holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\nI count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[Havoc]\nYo.. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\nPlay the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\nConcealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\nCause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\nHungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\nin formation pack the led up in shit\nThe better you get, the better we get, and that's it\nYo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\nStop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\nImperial dogs, creepin through fog\nCarved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\nWe roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\nAnd when you spot us, play low-key\n[Prodigy]\nDunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\nCan't they see us wildin on the video?\nDon't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\nOr on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\nHoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\nI ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\nI'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\nDon't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\nCause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\nChallengin the Mobb in the arts\nOur literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\nWay ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\nYour style's limited, your rap's primitive\nGo 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\nChorus Two\nChorus Two\nChorus Two (fades our partway through)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Allustrious\n  artist: Mobb Deep\n  album: Murda Musik\n  duration_ms: 252113\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah Prodigy H A V O C\n  M O B B uh huh yeah\n  Uh huh uh huh uh huh\n  KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\n  Niggaz know how we do right right\n  I can see you back there yeah (whattup?)\n  Yo\n  [Havoc]\n  The Mobb'll spit that shit rip that bitch leave it loose\n  Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n  Queensbridge representative ghetto entrepeneur stay on tour\n  Dick riders wanna get em bullshit\n  The same law, same day contract, different clause\n  Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n  Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n  [Prodigy]\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n  [Havoc]\n  Yo.. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n  [Prodigy]\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n  Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n  Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n  Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n  Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n  Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n  Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n  Chorus Two\n  Chorus Two\n  Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n"},{"id":12413612,"name":"Allustrious","trackName":"Allustrious","artistName":"Mobb Deep","albumName":"Original Album Classics","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\nM-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\nUh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\nKnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\nNiggaz know how we do, right right\nI can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\nYo\n\n(Havoc)\nThe Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\nTake shit back to trip who fat Goose\nQueensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\nDick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\nThe same law, same day contract, different clause\nDon't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\nGold medalist spit, doin this ever since\nthird time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\nChorus One: repeat 2X\n\nCause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\nand dust to dust, if you fuck with us\nIt's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\nNine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n(Prodigy)\nYo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\nP holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\nI count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\n\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n(Havoc)\nYo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\nPlay the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\nConcealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\nCause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\nHungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\nin formation pack the led up in shit\nThe better you get, the better we get, and that's it\nYo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\nStop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\nImperial dogs, creepin through fog\nCarved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\nWe roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\nAnd when you spot us, play low-key\n\n(Prodigy)\nDunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\nCan't they see us wildin on the video?\nDon't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\nOr on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\nHoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\nI ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\nI'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\nDon't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\nCause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\nChallengin the Mobb in the arts\nOur literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\nWay ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\nYour style's limited, your rap's primitive\nGo 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two\n\nChorus Two (fades our partway through)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.79] Yeah, Prodigy, H-A-V-O-C\n[00:03.18] M-O-B-B, uh-huh, yeah\n[00:06.43] Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh\n[00:08.16] KnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\n[00:10.00] Niggaz know how we do, right right\n[00:15.37] I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n[00:20.09] Yo\n[00:22.11] (Havoc)\n[00:22.77] The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n[00:26.00] Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n[00:28.25] Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n[00:31.04] Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n[00:33.65] The same law, same day contract, different clause\n[00:36.47] Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n[00:38.67] Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n[00:40.94] third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n[00:43.37] Chorus One: repeat 2X\n[00:44.17] Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n[00:46.18] and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n[00:48.53] It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n[00:50.93] Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[01:03.68] (Prodigy)\n[01:04.07] Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n[01:06.72] P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n[01:09.27] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.72] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.36] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.50] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.47] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.33] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:25.06] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.96] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n[01:49.53] Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n[01:52.69] This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n[01:54.89] You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n[01:57.69] It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n[02:00.26] but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n[02:02.46] It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n[02:05.03] Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n[02:06.24] Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n[02:08.75] And y'all weak to us\n[02:10.12] If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n[02:12.87] It's a must we burst ours first\n[02:15.08] (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[02:25.00] (Havoc)\n[02:25.64] Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n[02:28.10] My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n[02:30.67] Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n[02:33.06] Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n[02:35.87] Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n[02:38.77] Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n[02:41.43] in formation pack the led up in shit\n[02:43.40] The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n[02:45.93] Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n[02:48.80] Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n[02:51.32] Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n[02:53.53] Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n[02:56.04] We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n[02:58.74] And when you spot us, play low-key\n[03:01.31] (Prodigy)\n[03:01.76] Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n[03:04.78] Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n[03:06.76] Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n[03:09.19] Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n[03:11.87] Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n[03:14.15] I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n[03:16.48] I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n[03:19.04] Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n[03:21.52] Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n[03:24.22] Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n[03:26.48] Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n[03:29.27] Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n[03:31.84] Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n[03:34.46] Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n[03:36.95] Chorus Two\n[03:46.54] Chorus Two\n[03:56.90] Chorus Two (fades our partway 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And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin 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yeah\nUh huh uh huh uh huh\nKnowhatI'msayin? 41st side\nNiggaz know how we do right right\nI can see you back there yeah (whattup?)\nYo\n[Havoc]\nThe Mobb'll spit that shit rip that bitch leave it loose\nTake shit back to trip who fat Goose\nQueensbridge representative ghetto entrepeneur stay on tour\nDick riders wanna get em bullshit\nThe same law, same day contract, different clause\nDon't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\nGold medalist spit, doin this ever since\nthird time felon nigga, who you tellin?\nChorus One: repeat 2X\nCause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\nand dust to dust, if you fuck with us\nIt's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\nNine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[Prodigy]\nYo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\nP holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\nI count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to 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niggaz that excite me\nY'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\nYou shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\nY'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\nspent too much time with wifey, come out to play\nwith the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\nCrack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\nPull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\nMy spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\nThere's no cure, for what my pen do neither\nBring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\n\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n(Havoc)\nYo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\nPlay the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\nConcealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\nCause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\nHungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\nin formation pack the led up in shit\nThe better you get, the better we get, and that's it\nYo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\nStop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\nImperial dogs, creepin through fog\nCarved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\nWe roll Mobb D-iezel, 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side\n[00:10.00] Niggaz know how we do, right right\n[00:15.37] I can see you back there, yeah (whattup?)\n[00:20.09] Yo\n[00:22.11] (Havoc)\n[00:22.77] The Mobb'll spit that shit, rip that bitch, leave it loose\n[00:26.00] Take shit back to trip who fat Goose\n[00:28.25] Queensbridge representative, ghetto entrepeneur, stay on tour\n[00:31.04] Dick-riders, wanna get em bullshit\n[00:33.65] The same law, same day contract, different clause\n[00:36.47] Don't run red lights, I never caught the blue balls\n[00:38.67] Gold medalist spit, doin this ever since\n[00:40.94] third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n[00:43.37] Chorus One: repeat 2X\n[00:44.17] Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n[00:46.18] and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n[00:48.53] It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n[00:50.93] Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n[01:03.68] (Prodigy)\n[01:04.07] Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n[01:06.72] P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n[01:09.27] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.72] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.36] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.50] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.47] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.33] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:25.06] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.96] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:29.51] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.89] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.23] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.92] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.87] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:42.22] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.63] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:47.24] that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n[01:49.53] Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n[01:52.69] This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n[01:54.89] You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n[01:57.69] It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n[02:00.26] but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n[02:02.46] It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n[02:05.03] Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n[02:06.24] Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n[02:08.75] And y'all weak to us\n[02:10.12] If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n[02:12.87] It's a must we burst ours first\n[02:15.08] (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n[02:25.00] (Havoc)\n[02:25.64] Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n[02:28.10] My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n[02:30.67] Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n[02:33.06] Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that 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who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n  Cause you'll fuck around 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Justin's\nWhile we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\nmove over bacon, time for som'in meatier\nYour shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\nFuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\nthat you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\nTake a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\nThis is rap for real, somethin you feel\nYou catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\nIt's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\nbut it's hip-hop though, my drug music\nIt's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\nChorus Two: repeat 2X\n\nNigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\nAnd y'all weak to us\nIf you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\nIt's a must we burst ours first\n\n(last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n(Havoc)\nYo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\nMy shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\nPlay the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\nConcealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\nCause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\nHungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\nin formation pack the led up in shit\nThe better you get, the better we get, and that's it\nYo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\nStop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\nImperial dogs, creepin through fog\nCarved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\nWe roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\nAnd when you spot us, play low-key\n\n(Prodigy)\nDunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\nCan't they see us wildin on the video?\nDon't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\nOr on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\nHoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\nI ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\nI'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\nDon't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\nCause you'll 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nightly\n[01:09.07] I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n[01:11.45] Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n[01:14.24] You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n[01:16.52] Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n[01:19.35] spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n[01:22.50] with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n[01:24.78] Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n[01:26.76] Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n[01:28.98] My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n[01:31.24] There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n[01:34.18] Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n[01:36.72] While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n[01:39.55] move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n[01:41.96] Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n[01:44.31] Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n[01:46.95] that you could come out to challenge me in blood 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mug\n[02:35.41] Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n[02:38.34] Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n[02:41.06] in formation pack the led up in shit\n[02:43.32] The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n[02:45.52] Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n[02:48.13] Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n[02:51.31] Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n[02:53.77] Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n[02:55.82] We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n[02:58.73] And when you spot us, play low-key\n[03:01.03] (Prodigy)\n[03:01.38] Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n[03:03.95] Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n[03:06.49] Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n[03:09.04] Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n[03:11.69] Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n[03:14.07] I ran through more cars than it's sand on the 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since\n  third time felon nigga, who you tellin?\n\n  Chorus One: repeat 2X\n\n  Cause we Allustrious, ashes to ashes\n  and dust to dust, if you fuck with us\n  It's a must we bust, and if you stand wit us\n  Nine times out of ten son you might get bucked\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Yo, the lost page of a wild rhyme writin nigga\n  P holds the pen tightly, explode nightly\n  I count on one finger all y'all rap niggaz that excite me\n  Y'all niggaz is trash rap - wanna fight me?\n  You shook to death, take breaths and step lightly\n  Y'all Little League niggaz is so bald they might be\n  spent too much time with wifey, come out to play\n  with the hard-headed, Infamous song torture\n  Crack your knuckles, buckle up your pants tight\n  Pull your hats down, let's get it on like papi bar fights\n  My spiral book, hold the world's most lethal\n  There's no cure, for what my pen do neither\n  Bring the fever, y'all niggaz is the rap Justin's\n  While we was gone for a moment, y'all kept the crowd goin now\n  move over bacon, time for som'in meatier\n  Your shit's weak, your best song was mediocre\n  Fuck a penis, how dare you entertain the thought\n  that you could come out to challenge me in blood talk?\n  Take a walk jerk this ain't Levert, Sweat and Johnny Gill\n  This is rap for real, somethin you feel\n  You catch a chill when you hear the Mobb bang through your stereo\n  It's heavy metal for the black people, rock'n'roll\n  but it's hip-hop though, my drug music\n  It's thereapeutic to the user, you slam dance to it\n\n  Chorus Two: repeat 2X\n\n  Nigga we Infamous, ashes to ashes til death do us\n  And y'all weak to us\n  If you stand amongst us, prepare for the worst\n  It's a must we burst ours first\n\n  (last line changed 2X to \"and it's a must we burst ours first, nigga\")\n\n  (Havoc)\n  Yo. crack the Henny bottle while I drop this jewel on your dome\n  My shit'll touch home, straight to the core you ain't alone\n  Play the unknown type Dunn, mysterious stars\n  Concealin them slugs, if it go down, remember that mug\n  Cause ain't no love when a nigga shit is touchin his ribs\n  Hungrier than a hostage, shit, we blitz\n  in formation pack the led up in shit\n  The better you get, the better we get, and that's it\n  Yo this snake's in the grass when they bite Mobb anti-venom\n  Stop em in they tracks, goin at em when you send em\n  Imperial dogs, creepin through fog\n  Carved needle slip and you fold, the shit's lethal\n  We roll Mobb D-iezel, the whole Q.U. double-E, N-S\n  And when you spot us, play low-key\n\n  (Prodigy)\n  Dunn these niggaz is actresses, and they tryin to play the man's role\n  Can't they see us wildin on the video?\n  Don't they see us in the club swingin elbows?\n  Or on the street with our jewels on the cell phone?\n  Hoppin the sidewalk with Benzes and Jeeps\n  I ran through more cars than it's sand on the beach\n  I'm pleased to meet you, now here's a word to the smart\n  Don't ever let your peoples boost up your heart\n  Cause you'll fuck around and get your ass torn apart\n  Challengin the Mobb in the arts\n  Our literature stands collossal, compared to y'alls\n  Way ahead of your time, you're strugglin to keep up\n  Your style's limited, your rap's primitive\n  Go 'head with that bullshit you kicked Dunn\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two\n\n  Chorus Two (fades our partway through)\n"}]