[{"id":13497615,"name":"Affirmative Action (Album Version) & The Firm","trackName":"Affirmative Action (Album Version) & The Firm","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Affirmative Action","duration":253.701224,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? Time to take Affirmative Action son\nThey just don't understand, youknowImean?\nNiggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\nYknahmean?\nNiggaz don't understand the four devils:\nLust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\nWicked niggaz man\n\nYo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\nAnd let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\nSneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\nIn fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\nWho pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\nCatch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\nThe Corleone, fettucini Capone\nRoam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\nWe got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\nLower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\nAristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\nSee me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\nCriminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\nThat nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\nThat nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\nthe couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\nYo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\nAnd Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\nYo my people from Medina they will see you\nwhen you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\nReal shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\nI chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\nMy red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\nCorleone be turning niggaz to fiends\nU-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\nwith mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\nYo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\nI shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\nand push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\nIt's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\nAnd now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\nIt's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\nMy man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\nFeds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n\"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\nI'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\nCuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\nMovin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\nIn the black Camaro\nFirm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\nWallabee's be the apparel\nThrough the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\nin the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\nHe money bags got Moet, Sean Don\nBundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\nMy whole team we shitting hard like Czar\nSosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\nI keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\nArmani sweaters Carolina Herrera\nBe The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\nMy nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\nI keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\nSitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\nWe stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\nThe Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\nBet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\nOn Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\nNigga with them Cubans that snort coke\nRaw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\nFlipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\nWas mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\nWe got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\nKeys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\nThirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\nWe got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\nDivide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\nWe back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\nSo let's see, if we flip this other key\nThen that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\nPlus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\nNow triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\nThe Firm baby, volume one uhh.","syncedLyrics":"[00:16.57] This is what... this what they want huh?\n[00:18.47] This is what it's all about.\n[00:19.58] What? Time to take Affirmative Action son\n[00:23.73] They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n[00:26.53] Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n[00:29.08] Yknahmean?\n[00:31.06] Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n[00:33.13] Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n[00:43.27] Wicked niggaz man\n[00:44.62] Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n[00:47.36] And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n[00:49.90] Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n[00:52.47] In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n[00:55.23] Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n[00:58.06] Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n[01:01.06] The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n[01:03.21] Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n[01:06.30] We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n[01:08.73] Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n[01:11.62] Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n[01:14.58] See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n[01:17.52] Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n[01:20.53] That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n[01:22.74] That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n[01:26.03] the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n[01:28.29] Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n[01:31.29] And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n[01:34.49] Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n[01:36.86] when you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n[01:39.66] Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n[01:42.23] I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n[01:45.04] My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n[01:48.34] Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n[01:50.22] U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n[01:53.17] with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n[01:56.18] Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n[01:58.50] I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n[02:01.54] and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n[02:04.30] It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n[02:07.17] And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n[02:10.06] It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n[02:12.77] My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n[02:15.57] Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n[02:18.53] \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n[02:21.10] I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n[02:23.53] Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n[02:26.11] Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n[02:28.62] In the black Camaro\n[02:30.44] Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n[02:32.94] Wallabee's be the apparel\n[02:34.54] Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n[02:37.11] in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n[02:40.56] He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n[02:43.18] Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n[02:45.96] My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n[02:48.59] Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n[02:50.97] I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n[02:54.35] Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n[02:56.58] Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n[02:59.24] My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n[03:02.42] I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n[03:04.92] Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n[03:08.18] We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n[03:10.97] The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n[03:13.74] Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n[03:16.46] On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n[03:20.15] Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n[03:22.04] Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n[03:24.50] Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n[03:27.46] Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n[03:30.11] We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n[03:33.57] Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n[03:35.43] Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n[03:38.68] We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n[03:41.41] Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n[03:43.84] We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n[03:46.92] So let's see, if we flip this other key\n[03:49.21] Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n[03:51.76] Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n[03:54.76] Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n[03:57.65] The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n[03:59.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Affirmative Action (Album Version) & The Firm\n  artist: Nas\n  album: Affirmative Action\n  duration_ms: 253701\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This is what... this what they want huh?\n  start_ms: 16570\n  end_ms: 18470\n- text: This is what it's all about.\n  start_ms: 18470\n  end_ms: 19580\n- text: What? 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Time to take Affirmative Action son\n  They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n  Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n  Yknahmean?\n  Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n  Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  when you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":29527882,"name":"Affirmative Action","trackName":"Affirmative Action","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Affirmative Action (Saint-Denis Style remix)","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? Time to take Affirmative Action son\nThey just don't understand, youknowImean?\nNiggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\nYknahmean?\nNiggaz don't understand the four devils:\nLust. Envy. Hate. 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Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  The couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  When you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  With mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  In the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":16517456,"name":"Affirmative Action (album version)","trackName":"Affirmative Action (album version)","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Street Dreams / Affirmative Action (Remix)","duration":253.64,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? 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Time to take Affirmative Action son\n  They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n  Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n  Yknahmean?\n  Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n  Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  when you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":14970366,"name":"Affirmative Action (Instrumental)","trackName":"Affirmative Action (Instrumental)","artistName":"NaS","albumName":"Nas Instrumentals","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? 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Time to take Affirmative Action son\n  They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n  Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n  Yknahmean?\n  Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n  Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  when you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":15693753,"name":"Affirmative Action (Album Version)","trackName":"Affirmative Action (Album Version)","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Affirmative Action (Saint Denis Style Remix) 1997 [COL 664 212 1]","duration":253.64,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? Time to take Affirmative Action son\nThey just don't understand, youknowImean?\nNiggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\nYknahmean?\nNiggaz don't understand the four devils:\nLust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\nWicked niggaz man\n\nYo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\nAnd let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\nSneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\nIn fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\nWho pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\nCatch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\nThe Corleone, fettucini Capone\nRoam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\nWe got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\nLower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\nAristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\nSee me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\nCriminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\nThat nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\nThat nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\nthe couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\nYo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\nAnd Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\nYo my people from Medina they will see you\nwhen you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\nReal shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\nI chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\nMy red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\nCorleone be turning niggaz to fiends\nU-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\nwith mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\nYo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\nI shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\nand push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\nIt's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\nAnd now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\nIt's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\nMy man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\nFeds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n\"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\nI'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\nCuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\nMovin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\nIn the black Camaro\nFirm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\nWallabee's be the apparel\nThrough the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\nin the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\nHe money bags got Moet, Sean Don\nBundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\nMy whole team we shitting hard like Czar\nSosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\nI keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\nArmani sweaters Carolina Herrera\nBe The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\nMy nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\nI keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\nSitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\nWe stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\nThe Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\nBet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\nOn Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\nNigga with them Cubans that snort coke\nRaw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\nFlipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\nWas mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\nWe got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\nKeys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\nThirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\nWe got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\nDivide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\nWe back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\nSo let's see, if we flip this other key\nThen that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\nPlus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\nNow triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\nThe Firm baby, volume one uhh.","syncedLyrics":"[00:16.57] This is what... this what they want huh?\n[00:18.47] This is what it's all about.\n[00:19.58] What? 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Time to take Affirmative Action son\n  They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n  Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n  Yknahmean?\n  Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n  Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  the couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  when you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  with mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  and push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  in the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":39046676,"name":"Affirmative Action (Saint Denis Style remix)","trackName":"Affirmative Action (Saint Denis Style remix)","artistName":"Nas Suprême NTM","albumName":"Affirmative Action (Saint-Denis Style remix)","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? 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Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  The couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  When you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  With mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  In the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"},{"id":23689176,"name":"Affirmative Action (St. Denis Style remix)","trackName":"Affirmative Action (St. Denis Style remix)","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"The Best of Nas","duration":103.16,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This is what... this what they want huh?\nThis is what it's all about.\nWhat? 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just finished bidding up-state\n  start_ms: 128840\n  end_ms: 131140\n- text: And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  start_ms: 131140\n  end_ms: 134240\n- text: It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  start_ms: 134240\n  end_ms: 136950\n- text: My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  start_ms: 136950\n  end_ms: 140290\n- text: Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  start_ms: 140290\n  end_ms: 142950\n- text: '\"Life''s a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me'\n  start_ms: 142950\n  end_ms: 145110\n- text: I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  start_ms: 145110\n  end_ms: 147970\n- text: Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  start_ms: 147970\n  end_ms: 150720\n- text: Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n  start_ms: 150720\n  end_ms: 153220\n- text: In the black Camaro\n  start_ms: 153220\n  end_ms: 154540\n- text: Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  start_ms: 154540\n  end_ms: 157260\n- text: Wallabee's be the apparel\n  start_ms: 157260\n  end_ms: 159070\n- text: Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  start_ms: 159070\n  end_ms: 161690\n- text: In the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  start_ms: 161690\n  end_ms: 164680\n- text: He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  start_ms: 164680\n  end_ms: 166820\n- text: Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  start_ms: 166820\n  end_ms: 170020\n- text: My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  start_ms: 170020\n  end_ms: 173080\n- text: Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  start_ms: 173080\n  end_ms: 175480\n- text: I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  start_ms: 175480\n  end_ms: 178600\n- text: Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  start_ms: 178600\n  end_ms: 180900\n- text: Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  start_ms: 180900\n  end_ms: 183660\n- text: My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  start_ms: 183660\n  end_ms: 186630\n- text: I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  start_ms: 186630\n  end_ms: 189260\n- text: Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  start_ms: 189260\n  end_ms: 192320\n- text: We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  start_ms: 192320\n  end_ms: 195250\n- text: The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  start_ms: 195250\n  end_ms: 197850\n- text: Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  start_ms: 197850\n  end_ms: 200580\n- text: On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  start_ms: 200580\n  end_ms: 203670\n- text: Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  start_ms: 203670\n  end_ms: 205860\n- text: Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  start_ms: 205860\n  end_ms: 208670\n- text: Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  start_ms: 208670\n  end_ms: 211560\n- text: Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  start_ms: 211560\n  end_ms: 214220\n- text: We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  start_ms: 214220\n  end_ms: 217610\n- text: Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  start_ms: 217610\n  end_ms: 219750\n- text: Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  start_ms: 219750\n  end_ms: 222640\n- text: We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  start_ms: 222640\n  end_ms: 225380\n- text: Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  start_ms: 225380\n  end_ms: 227850\n- text: We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  start_ms: 227850\n  end_ms: 230790\n- text: So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  start_ms: 230790\n  end_ms: 233520\n- text: Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  start_ms: 233520\n  end_ms: 235880\n- text: Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  start_ms: 235880\n  end_ms: 238730\n- text: Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  start_ms: 238730\n  end_ms: 241780\n- text: The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n  start_ms: 241780\n  end_ms: 245070\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 245070\nplain: |-\n  This is what... this what they want huh?\n  This is what it's all about.\n  What? Time to take Affirmative Action son\n  They just don't understand, youknowImean?\n  Niggaz comin sideways thinkin stuff is sweet man\n  Yknahmean?\n  Niggaz don't understand the four devils:\n  Lust. Envy. Hate. Jealousy\n  Wicked niggaz man\n\n  Yo, sit back relax catchin contacts, sip your cog-nac\n  And let's all wash this money through this laundry mat\n  Sneak attack, a new cat sit back, worth top dollar\n  In fact, touch mines, and I'll react like a Rottweiler\n  Who pull the late, we play for high stakes at gunpoint\n  Catch em and break, undress em tie em with tape, no escape\n  The Corleone, fettucini Capone\n  Roam in your own zone or get kidnapped and clapped in your dome\n  We got it sewn, The Firm art of war is unknown\n  Lower your tone, face it, homicide cases get blown\n  Aristocrats, politicking daily with diplomats\n  See me I'm an official mack, Lex Coupe triple black\n\n  Criminal thoughts in the blue Porsche, my destiny's to be the new boss\n  That nigga Paulie gotta die - he too soft\n  That nigga's dead on, a key of her-oin, they found his head on\n  The couch with his dick in his mouth, I put the hit out\n  Yo, the smoothest killer since Bugsy, bitches love me\n  And Queens where my drugs be, I wear Guess jeans and rugbies\n  Yo my people from Medina they will see you\n  When you re-up on your heater all your cream go between us\n  Real shit, my Desert Eagle got a ill grip\n  I chill with, niggaz that hit Dominican spots and steal bricks\n  My red beam, made a dread scream, and sprayed a Fed team\n  Corleone be turning niggaz to fiends\n  U-Conn's and ninja black Lexus, 'Mega the pretty boy\n  With mafia connections it's The Firm nigga set it\n\n  Yo, my mind is seeing through your design like blind fury\n  I shine jewellery sipping on crushed grapes, we lust papes\n  And push cakes inside the casket at Just wake\n  It's sickening, he just finished bidding up-state\n  And now the projects, is talking that somebody gotta die shit\n  It's logic, as long as it's nobody that's in my clique\n  My man Smoke, know how to expand coke, and Mr. Coffee\n  Feds cost me two mill' to get the system off me\n  \"Life's a Bitch,\" but God-forbid the bitch divorce me\n  I'll be flooded with ice so hellfire can't scorch me\n  Cuban cigars meeting Foxy at Demars\n  Movin cars, your top papi Señor Escobar\n\n  In the black Camaro\n  Firm deep all my niggaz hail the blackest sparrow\n  Wallabee's be the apparel\n  Through the darkest tunnel, I got visions of multi-millions\n  In the biggest bundle, in the Lex pushed by my nigga Jungle\n  He money bags got Moet, Sean Don\n  Bundle of sixty-two, they ain't got a clue what we about to do\n  My whole team we shitting hard like Czar\n  Sosa, Foxy Brown, Cormega, and Escobar\n  I keep a fat marquis piece, laced in all the illest snake skin\n  Armani sweaters Carolina Herrera\n  Be The Firm baby, from BK to the 'Bridge\n  My nigga Wiz, operation Firm Biz, so what the deal is\n  I keep a phat jewel, sipping Cristies\n  Sitting on top of fifty grand in the Nautica Van, uhh!\n  We stay incogni' like all them thug niggaz in Marcy\n  The Gods, they praise Allah with visions of Gandhi\n  Bet it on, my whole crew is Don Juan\n  On Cayman Island with a case of Cristal and Papa Chula spoke\n  Nigga with them Cubans that snort coke\n  Raw though, an ounce mixed with leak that's pure though\n  Flipping the bigger picture, the bigger nigga with the cheddar\n  Was mad dripper, he had a fucking villa in Manilla\n  We got to flee to Panama, but wait it's half and half\n  Keys is one and two-fifth, so how we flip\n  Thirty-two grams raw, chop it in half, get sixteen, double it times three\n  We got forty-eight, which mean a whole lot of cream\n  Divide the profit by four, subtract it by eight\n  We back to sixteen, now add the other two that 'Mega bringing through\n  So let's see, if we flip this other key\n  Then that's more for me, mad coke and mad leak\n  Plus a five hundred, cut in half is two-fifty\n  Now triple that times three, we got three quarters of another key\n  The Firm baby, volume one uhh.\n"}]