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severely, hear me?\nSo when I rhyme it's sincerely yours\nBe lightin' L's sippin' Coors, on all floors of project halls\nContemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before\nWe used to score together, Uptown copping the raw\nBut uh, a thug changes, and love changes\nAnd best friends become strangers, word up\n\nY'all know my steelo\nThere ain't no army that can strike back\n\nY'all know my steelo\nThere ain't no army that can strike back\n\nY'all know my steelo\nThere ain't no army that can strike back\n\nY'all know my steelo\nThere ain't no army that can strike back\n\nThug niggas\nYo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\nTo them niggas that's locked down\nDoin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\nTo my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\nYo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n'96 shit\nThe Firm clique\nIllmatic, nigga\nIt was written though\nIt's been a long time comin'\nY'all fake niggas, tryna copy\nBetter come with the real though\nFake-ass niggas, 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Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n  '96 shit\n  The Firm clique\n  Illmatic, nigga\n  It was written though\n  It's been a long time comin'\n  Y'all fake niggas, tryna copy\n  Better come with the real though\n  Fake-ass niggas, yo\n  (They throw us slugs, we throwin' them back, what)\n  Bring the shit, man, live, man\n  (Fuck that son, word up) '96 shit\n"},{"id":12924600,"name":"The Message","trackName":"The Message","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Nas Videos","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto\nYour luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though\nYou freak niggas played out, get fucked and ate out\nProstitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out\n96 ways I made out, Montana way\nThe Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray\nDipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray\nA glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay\nRed dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns\nRegulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks 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Layin' up, playin' the yard with crazy shine\n[01:58.78] I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him\n[02:01.45] What was he thinking on my corner when it's pay me time?\n[02:04.02] Dug 'em, you owe me cousin, something told me plug him\n[02:06.41] So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb\n[02:09.22] Spun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son\n[02:11.99] Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come\n[02:15.07] Then they came asking me my name, what the fuck\n[02:17.25] I got stitched up and went through\n[02:19.04] Left the hospital that same night, what\n[02:21.01] Got my gat back, time to backtrack\n[02:23.05] I had the drop so how the fuck I get clapped?\n[02:25.00] Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by\n[02:27.68] It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one\n[02:31.06] That clown nigga's through, blazin' at his crew daily\n[02:33.78] The 'Bridge touched me up severely, hear me?\n[02:35.75] So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours\n[02:37.78] Be lightin' L's sippin' Coors, on all floors of project halls\n[02:41.22] Contemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before\n[02:44.15] We used to score together, Uptown copping the raw\n[02:46.56] But uh, a thug changes, and love changes\n[02:49.81] And best friends become strangers, word up\n[02:52.45] Y'all know my steelo\n[02:53.75] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[02:57.83] Y'all know my steelo\n[02:59.38] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:03.24] Y'all know my steelo\n[03:04.39] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:08.62] Y'all know my steelo\n[03:09.74] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:12.68] Thug niggas\n[03:14.85] Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n[03:18.73] To them niggas that's locked down\n[03:20.83] Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n[03:23.58] To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n[03:26.95] Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n[03:29.15] '96 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basil, taste 'em, crack the legs\n  Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I have 'em\n  Fucking me in the Benz wagon\n  Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon?\n  Grab your gun it's on though\n  Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in broad daylight\n  With the broke MAC it won't spray right\n  Don't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the drama's lit\n  Yo, overnight thugs, bug 'cause they ain't promised shit\n  Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep\n  Sunk in the seat, 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steelo\n[02:59.37] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:02.72] Y'all know my steelo\n[03:04.39] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:08.04] Y'all know my steelo\n[03:09.73] There ain't no army that can strike back\n[03:12.47] Thug niggas\n[03:14.80] Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n[03:18.71] To them niggas that's locked down\n[03:20.62] Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n[03:22.93] To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n[03:26.92] Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n[03:29.61] '96 shit\n[03:32.39] The Firm clique\n[03:34.07] Illmatic, nigga\n[03:35.17] It was written though\n[03:38.24] It's been a long time comin'\n[03:40.31] Y'all fake niggas, tryna copy\n[03:43.07] Better come with the real though\n[03:46.11] Fake-ass niggas, yo\n[03:47.42] (They throw us slugs, we throwin' them back, what)\n[03:49.34] Bring the shit, man, live, man\n[03:51.24] (Fuck that son, word up) '96 shit\n[03:51.46] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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It's been a long time comin'\n  Y'all fake niggas, tryna copy\n  Better come with the real though\n  Fake-ass niggas, yo\n  (They throw us slugs, we throwin' them back, what)\n  Bring the shit, man, live, man\n  (Fuck that son, word up) '96 shit\n"},{"id":20002567,"name":"The Message","trackName":"The Message","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"The Foulness  ̸  The Message  ̸  Freestyle (Promo Vinyl)","duration":251.559184,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, CB4 Gusto\nYour luck low, I didn't know 'til I was drunk though\nYou freak niggas played out, get fucked and ate out\nProstitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out\n96 ways I made out, Montana way\nThe Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray\nDipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray\nA glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay\nRed dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns\nRegulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring\nThey let me let y'all niggas know one 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There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Thug niggas\n  Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n  To them niggas that's locked down\n  Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n  To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n  Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n  '96 shit\n  The Firm clique\n  Illmatic, nigga\n  It was written though\n  It's been a long time comin'\n  Y'all fake niggas, tryna copy\n  Better come with the real though\n  Fake-ass niggas, yo\n  (They throw us slugs, we throwin' them back, what)\n  Bring the shit, man, live, man\n  (Fuck that son, word up) '96 shit\n"},{"id":23389606,"name":"The Message (Mafioso remix)","trackName":"The Message (Mafioso remix)","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"The Best of Nas","duration":179.08,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, cb4 gusto\nYour luck low, i didn't know til i was drunk though\nYou freak niggaz played out, get fucked and ate out\nProstitute turned bitch, i got the gauge out\n96 ways i made out, montana way\nThe good-f-e-l-l-a, verbal ak spray\nDipped attache, jumped out the range, empty out the ashtray\nA glass of 'ze make a man cassius clay\nRed dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns\nRegulate wit my dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring\nYo let me let y'all niggaz know one thing\nThere's one life, one love, so there can only be one king\nThe highlights of livin, vegas style roll dice in linen\nAntera spinnin on milleniums, twenty g bets i'm winnin them\nThreats i'm sendin them, lex with tv sets the minimum\nIll sex adrenaline\nParty with villians, a case of demi-sec to chase the henny\nWet any clique, with the semi-tech who want it\nDiamonds i flaunt it, chickenheads flock i lace em\nFried broiled with basil, taste em, crack the legs\nWay out of formation, it's horizontal how i have em\nFuckin me in the benz wagon\nCan it be vanity from last dragon\nGrab your gun it's on though\nShit is grimy, real niggaz buck in broad daylight\nWith the broke mac it won't spray right\nDon't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the drama's lit\nYo, overnight thugs, bug cause they ain't promised shit\nHungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit\nChorus: samples from \"new york state of mind\" (repeat 4x)\n\"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death\" -> nas\n\"I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin\" -> nas\n[Nas]\nI peeped you frontin, i was in the jeep\nSunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin\nAcross the streat you was wildin\nTalkin bout how you ran the island in eighty-nine\nLayin up, playin the yard with crazy shine\nI cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him\nWhat was he thinkin on my corner when it's pay me time\nDug em you owe me cousin somethin told me plug him\nSo dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb\nSpun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son\nCaught a hot 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There ain't no army that can strike back\n  start_ms: 173750\n  end_ms: 177610\n- text: Y'all know my steelo\n  start_ms: 177610\n  end_ms: 179370\n- text: There ain't no army that can strike back\n  start_ms: 179370\n  end_ms: 182720\n- text: Y'all know my steelo\n  start_ms: 182720\n  end_ms: 184390\n- text: There ain't no army that can strike back\n  start_ms: 184390\n  end_ms: 188040\n- text: Y'all know my steelo\n  start_ms: 188040\n  end_ms: 189730\n- text: There ain't no army that can strike back\n  start_ms: 189730\n  end_ms: 192470\n- text: Thug niggas\n  start_ms: 192470\n  end_ms: 194800\n- text: Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n  start_ms: 194800\n  end_ms: 198710\n- text: To them niggas that's locked down\n  start_ms: 198710\n  end_ms: 200620\n- text: Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n  start_ms: 200620\n  end_ms: 202930\n- text: To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n  start_ms: 202930\n  end_ms: 206920\n- text: Yo, to 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know 'til I was drunk though\n  You freak niggas played out, get fucked and ate out\n  Prostitute turned bitch, I got the gauge out\n  96 ways I made out, Montana way\n  The Good-F-E-L-L-A, verbal AK spray\n  Dipped attache, jumped out the Range, empty out the ashtray\n  A glass of 'Ze make a man Cassius Clay\n  Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns\n  Regulate with my dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring\n  They let me let y'all niggas know one thing\n  There's one life, one love, so there can only be one King\n  The highlights of living, Vegas style roll dice in linen\n  Antera spinning on milleniums, twenty G bets I'm winning them\n  Threats I'm sending them, Lex with TV sets the minimum\n  Ill sex adrenaline\n  Party with villains, a case of Demi-Sec to chase the Henny\n  Wet any clique, with the semi TEC who want it?\n  Diamonds I flaunt it, chicken-heads flock I lace 'em\n  Fried broiled with basil, taste 'em, crack the legs\n  Way out of formation, it's horizontal how I have 'em\n  Fucking me in the Benz wagon\n  Can it be Vanity from Last Dragon?\n  Grab your gun it's on though\n  Shit is grimy, real niggas buck in broad daylight\n  With the broke MAC it won't spray right\n  Don't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the drama's lit\n  Yo, overnight thugs, bug 'cause they ain't promised shit\n  Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I never sleep, because sleep is the cousin of death\n  I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin'\n\n  I peeped you frontin', I was in the Jeep\n  Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin'\n  Across the street you was wildin'\n  Talkin' 'bout how you ran the Island in '89\n  Layin' up, playin' the yard with crazy shine\n  I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him\n  What was he thinking on my corner when it's pay me time?\n  Dug 'em, you owe me cousin, something told me plug him\n  So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb\n  Spun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son\n  Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come\n  Then they came asking me my name, what the fuck\n  I got stitched up and went through\n  Left the hospital that same night, what\n  Got my gat back, time to backtrack\n  I had the drop so how the fuck I get clapped?\n  Black was in the Jeep watching all these scenes speed by\n  It was a brown Datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one\n  That clown nigga's through, blazin' at his crew daily\n  The 'Bridge touched me up severely, hear me?\n  So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours\n  Be lightin' L's sippin' Coors, on all floors of project halls\n  Contemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before\n  We used to score together, Uptown copping the raw\n  But uh, a thug changes, and love changes\n  And best friends become strangers, word up\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Thug niggas\n  Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n  To them niggas that's locked down\n  Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n  To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n  Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n  '96 shit\n  The Firm clique\n  Illmatic, nigga\n  It was written though\n  It's been a long time comin'\n  Y'all fake niggas, tryna copy\n  Better come with the real though\n  Fake-ass niggas, yo\n  (They throw us slugs, we throwin' them back, what)\n  Bring the shit, man, live, man\n  (Fuck that son, word up) '96 shit\n"},{"id":37363329,"name":"011. 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That clown nigga's through, blazin' at his crew daily\n  The 'Bridge touched me up severely, hear me?\n  So when I rhyme it's sincerely yours\n  Be lightin' L's sippin' Coors, on all floors of project halls\n  Contemplatin' war niggas I was cool with before\n  We used to score together, Uptown copping the raw\n  But uh, a thug changes, and love changes\n  And best friends become strangers, word up\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Y'all know my steelo\n  There ain't no army that can strike back\n\n  Thug niggas\n  Yo, to them thug niggas gettin' it on in the world, you know?\n  To them niggas that's locked down\n  Doin' they thing, survivin', ya know'm sayin'?\n  To my thorough niggas, New York and worldwide\n  Yo, to the Queensbridge Militia, yo\n  '96 shit\n  The Firm clique\n  Illmatic, nigga\n  It was 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y'all niggaz know one thing\nThere's one life, one love, so there can only be one king\nThe highlights of livin, vegas style roll dice in linen\nAntera spinnin on milleniums, twenty g bets i'm winnin them\nThreats i'm sendin them, lex with tv sets the minimum\nIll sex adrenaline\nParty with villians, a case of demi-sec to chase the henny\nWet any clique, with the semi-tech who want it\nDiamonds i flaunt it, chickenheads flock i lace em\nFried broiled with basil, taste em, crack the legs\nWay out of formation, it's horizontal how i have em\nFuckin me in the benz wagon\nCan it be vanity from last dragon\nGrab your gun it's on though\nShit is grimy, real niggaz buck in broad daylight\nWith the broke mac it won't spray right\nDon't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the drama's lit\nYo, overnight thugs, bug cause they ain't promised shit\nHungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit\nChorus: samples from \"new york state of mind\" (repeat 4x)\n\"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death\" -> nas\n\"I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin\" -> nas\n[Nas]\nI peeped you frontin, i was in the jeep\nSunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin\nAcross the streat you was wildin\nTalkin bout how you ran the island in eighty-nine\nLayin up, playin the yard with crazy shine\nI cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him\nWhat was he thinkin on my corner when it's pay me time\nDug em you owe me cousin somethin told me plug him\nSo dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb\nSpun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son\nCaught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come\nThen they came askin me my name, what the fuck\nI got stitched up and went through\nLeft the hospital that same night, what\nGot my gat back, time to backtrack\nI had to drop so how the fuck i get clapped\nBlack was in the jeep watchin all these scenes speed by\nIt was a brown datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one\nThat clown nigga's through, blazin at his crew daily\nThe 'bridge touched me up severely hear me?\nSo when i rhyme it's sincerely yours\nBe lightin l's sippin coors, on all floors in project halls\nContemplatin war niggaz i was cool with before\nWe used to score together, uptown coppin the raw\nBut uhh, a thug changes, and love changes\nAnd best friends become strangers, word up\nChorus: first from \"new york state of mind\", then \"halftime\" (repeat 4x)\n\"Y'all know my steelo\" -> nas\n\"There ain't an army that could strike back\" -> nas\n[Nas]\nThug niggaz\nYo, to them thug niggaz gettin it on in the world you know?\nTo them niggaz that's locked down\nDoin they thing survivin yaknowmsayin?\nTo my thorough niggaz, new york and world wide\nYo to the queensbridge militia\n9-6 shit. the firm clique, illmatic nigga\nIt was written though\nIt's been a long time comin\nY'all fake niggaz, tryin to copy\nBetter come with the real though\nFake ass niggaz yo.\n(They throw us slugs we throwin em back, what?)\nBring the shit man, live man\n(Fuck that son)\nNine-six shit.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Message (Mafioso remix)\n  artist: Nas\n  album: The best of Nas Limited Edition\n  duration_ms: 179122\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Fake thug, no love, you get the slug, cb4 gusto\n  Your luck low, i didn't know til i was drunk though\n  You freak niggaz played out, get fucked and ate out\n  Prostitute turned bitch, i got the gauge out\n  96 ways i made out, montana way\n  The good-f-e-l-l-a, verbal ak spray\n  Dipped attache, jumped out the range, empty out the ashtray\n  A glass of 'ze make a man cassius clay\n  Red dot plots, murder schemes, thirty-two shotguns\n  Regulate wit my dunn's, 17 rocks gleam from one ring\n  Yo let me let y'all niggaz know one thing\n  There's one life, one love, so there can only be one king\n  The highlights of livin, vegas style roll dice in linen\n  Antera spinnin on milleniums, twenty g bets i'm winnin them\n  Threats i'm sendin them, lex with tv sets the minimum\n  Ill sex adrenaline\n  Party with villians, a case of demi-sec to chase the henny\n  Wet any clique, with the semi-tech who want it\n  Diamonds i flaunt it, chickenheads flock i lace em\n  Fried broiled with basil, taste em, crack the legs\n  Way out of formation, it's horizontal how i have em\n  Fuckin me in the benz wagon\n  Can it be vanity from last dragon\n  Grab your gun it's on though\n  Shit is grimy, real niggaz buck in broad daylight\n  With the broke mac it won't spray right\n  Don't give a fuck who they hit, as long as the drama's lit\n  Yo, overnight thugs, bug cause they ain't promised shit\n  Hungry-ass hooligans stay on that piranha shit\n  Chorus: samples from \"new york state of mind\" (repeat 4x)\n  \"I never sleep, cause sleep is the cousin of death\" -> nas\n  \"I ain't the type of brother made for you to start testin\" -> nas\n  [Nas]\n  I peeped you frontin, i was in the jeep\n  Sunk in the seat, tinted with heat, beats bumpin\n  Across the streat you was wildin\n  Talkin bout how you ran the island in eighty-nine\n  Layin up, playin the yard with crazy shine\n  I cocked a baby 9 that nigga grave be mine, clanked him\n  What was he thinkin on my corner when it's pay me time\n  Dug em you owe me cousin somethin told me plug him\n  So dumb, felt my leg burn, then it got numb\n  Spun around and shot one, heard shots and dropped son\n  Caught a hot one, somebody take this biscuit 'fore the cops come\n  Then they came askin me my name, what the fuck\n  I got stitched up and went through\n  Left the hospital that same night, what\n  Got my gat back, time to backtrack\n  I had to drop so how the fuck i get clapped\n  Black was in the jeep watchin all these scenes speed by\n  It was a brown datsun, and yo nobody in my hood got one\n  That clown nigga's through, blazin at his crew daily\n  The 'bridge touched me up severely hear me?\n  So when i rhyme it's sincerely yours\n  Be lightin l's sippin coors, on all floors in project halls\n  Contemplatin war niggaz i was cool with before\n  We used to score together, uptown coppin the raw\n  But uhh, a thug changes, and love changes\n  And best friends become strangers, word up\n  Chorus: first from \"new york state of mind\", then \"halftime\" (repeat 4x)\n  \"Y'all know my steelo\" -> nas\n  \"There ain't an army that could strike back\" -> nas\n  [Nas]\n  Thug niggaz\n  Yo, to them thug niggaz gettin it on in the world you know?\n  To them niggaz that's locked down\n  Doin they thing survivin yaknowmsayin?\n  To my thorough niggaz, new york and world wide\n  Yo to the queensbridge militia\n  9-6 shit. the firm clique, illmatic nigga\n  It was written though\n  It's been a long time comin\n  Y'all fake niggaz, tryin to copy\n  Better come with the real though\n  Fake ass niggaz yo.\n  (They throw us slugs we throwin em back, what?)\n  Bring the shit man, live man\n  (Fuck that son)\n  Nine-six shit.\n"}]