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Who are you again?\nI guess that I'll fight you\nTaking out the trash with these ants\nSo you might lose\nBeat you in an arm wrestle?\nI don't have to try to\nFind your weak spots\nNow you suck more than I do\n\nCall me dirt devil, die, son\nFrom a Dyson\nSucking out your blood\nLike a spider 'til you dried up\nTurn you into dust\nClean it up 'cause I have to\nI'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum\n\nMonster\nNo Frankenstein\nI'm just here to take what's mine\nGo against the troupe\nThen I'll start cracking skulls\nAnd breaking spines\nWhen I finger blast you\nI ain't aiming for your G spot\nBut this gon be your time of the month\nWhen I have to make you bleed, dot\n\nGet up on your knees\nI don't wanna make 'em bleed\nBut I'm all about the money\nI've been living in the greed\nI don't do refunds\nDouble machine gun\nLoaded and cocked\nSo don't give me a reason\n\nTo mow you down\nLike tall grass\nBetter fall back\nI ain't all cap\nSo you better go bring in the blinky to mop\nI'm like a soda\nThey 'bout to get pop\n\nPhantom Troupe\nComing in and we wage war\nWhether treasure or your life we gon' take more\nScared of spiders in your house\nThen we raid yours\nRun on one of us?\nThat's what a gang's for\n\nPhantom Troupe coming in to control those\nWho oppose us\nHunters taking low blows\nRaining down like meteors with Chrollo\nAnd you know we're about to steal the whole show\n\nDudes a beast\nFighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\nThey're food to me\nBiting off a bit, parfait\nMushroom cloud\nGot him soiling\nShiitake\nWild guy with the style\nFur mink\nArchaic\n\nThe brute is in\nIt's Uvogin\nThe cruelest crew of fugitives\nDispatching any enemy in seconds\nDo it super quick\nTry and reach my level\nYou might settle for a booster seat\nDeadin those who cross me\nLike their body's on a crucifix\n\nY'all are buggin\nSo I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\nI put a pest aside\nIf he keeps tryna mess with I\nYou catchin' fists\nDon't need no straps to make you catch a round\nMy music hits\nI ain't just talking about my cantabile\n\nI got bars\nThat's my conjurer ability\nBonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\nI'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\nWhen I put more holes in ya\nThan any of my people see\n\nScanning through your recollection\nWhile I'm loading ammunition\nGot the truth no contradiction\nI don't need your damn permission\nSix shots for your dome no reload\nI'ma tap your banks for a repo\nDown low posted up no joke\nAnd I got you in the scope\nAsk Chrollo, he know\n\nHP to take your HP\nNo matter what the page reads\nI'm setting my own stage\nThere is no way that you can break me\nI ain't afraid to pull, fire\nYour situation is dire\nYou seen the legs\nBut I'm the arm of the spider\n\nSoon as I copy\nMost likely I'll catch a body\nTurn 'em to zombies\nPerfect artist\nI'm never sloppy\nDon't be surprised\nYou see the eye\nI'm always watching\nMaking hard copies\nLike papers in a teachers office\n\nNever let the left know what the right is doing\nIn this case\nYour death is what I'm construing\nLet my replica reposition your entire condition\nBodies in the gallery\nYou just another addition\n\nHe, she, them\nI don't really care\nI just came to represent\nFrom the bottom of the pent\nTryna to rise to the ascent\nNumber five in the fam\nNumber four in the troupe\nGot a lot of things to prove\n\nSkip third\nI'll be two\nMy intel tells me that it'll be true\nThen break, slice\nAnd sever the rules\nKillua, yes I am coming for you\n\nI don't do it for the money\nI don't do it for the fame\nVillains steady paper chasing\nLeave 'em winded\nDie in vain\nVeins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\nIs it a party with voodoo paper dolls or snake poisoning?\n\nFind a victim I can prick the nape of\nThat does the trick\nIt's danger when I flip the switch\nIt's game on\nBats just need a signal maker\nManipulate\nPuppeteering\nPups are tearing up\nI fit the plug\nThe current courses through them like a river does\n\nI played too roughly\nNow my toys are broken\nThere's noise approaching\nNot a ghost this troupe has tropes of genocidal notion\nRemote controller\nPush your buttons\nFeeling desperation\nSort of violent\nAuto pilot\nTo your final destination\n\nIt's another enhancer\nYou don't want to see me with the hands sir\nMy street cred there\nIt's clear, I don't care\nDid all of my dirt off camera\nHit a lick with the clique\nWe tarantulas\nHit my line better speak\nWith some manners\nCould be holding your kids for ransom\nOne false move\nPakunoda will blam 'em\n\nWe the phantom\nWe don't fade rookies\nSeem like I don't do shit\nBut hey lookie\nY'all seen how I had the primate shooky\nSmoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie\nUp in New York City\nNo A Boogie\nAt the auction I'm planning to take goodies\nLike a bully\nThese kids try me like they gon' kill me\nDon't push me\n\nPhantom Troupe\nComing in and we wage war\nWhether treasure or your life 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you through your shoulder blades to take away your flex\n[00:51.55] Send a message\n[00:52.24] Take your lungs away and say it with your chest\n[00:54.31] I'm not the one to fuck with\n[00:55.55] Why you think they saved it for the best?\n[00:57.10] Don't get attached to me\n[00:58.18] In fact\n[00:58.66] Attaching limbs is one of my specialities\n[01:00.28] No defending\n[01:00.84] Against these nen strings\n[01:01.78] Got you hooked\n[01:02.22] Yeah you're no match\n[01:03.25] Even if you do get away\n[01:04.47] I can track you down and pull you back\n[01:05.91] A catch\n[01:06.36] If two thousand mafia fell short\n[01:07.85] What makes you think that you have a chance?\n[01:09.13] Killin', don't come at me\n[01:10.18] Absolutely not\n[01:10.84] You two ain't got what I got\n[01:12.09] It's an onslaught\n[01:12.52] To us spiders you're pot shots\n[01:13.74] You cannot hope to come out of this on top\n[01:15.09] Thief, but bet that I'm a threat\n[01:16.46] Yeah number three in the troupe\n[01:17.53] I'll cut your head off with these threads and make a puppet out of you, yeah\n[01:21.13] The dark assassin and\n[01:22.48] I'm packing the pain and faster than\n[01:23.95] Anybody tryin' to pass me will be\n[01:25.15] Seeing my image after their death\n[01:26.97] Now your fate's gone\n[01:28.02] Feitan making the blade slice\n[01:29.41] Then it's raining blood\n[01:30.61] But I got the umbrella to stay dry\n[01:32.34] They're attacking me\n[01:33.06] But I'll be packing all the heat\n[01:33.62] And now my sun exposing\n[01:34.32] Anybody dyin' like a shadow beast\n[01:35.23] Spider burning every ant\n[01:36.11] In the summertime\n[01:36.67] Like the biggest ass magnifying glass\n[01:37.72] That you see\n[01:38.03] Unafraid to wear this all black\n[01:39.03] When I'm too hot\n[01:39.68] Come and battle me\n[01:40.15] Look at my bullet to shoot thots\n[01:40.99] No shades on\n[01:41.54] Another head screwed off\n[01:42.29] When I'll be giving every ounce of pain\n[01:43.37] Back for keeps\n[01:44.08] Wait? Who are you again?\n[01:45.38] I guess that I'll fight you\n[01:47.00] Taking out the trash with these ants\n[01:48.83] So you might lose\n[01:49.97] Beat you in an arm wrestle?\n[01:51.36] I don't have to try to\n[01:52.66] Find your weak spots\n[01:53.81] Now you suck more than I do\n[01:55.74] Call me dirt devil, die, son\n[01:57.22] From a Dyson\n[01:58.47] Sucking out your blood\n[01:59.41] Like a spider 'til you dried up\n[02:01.45] Turn you into dust\n[02:02.48] Clean it up 'cause I have to\n[02:04.13] I'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum\n[02:07.29] Monster\n[02:07.75] No Frankenstein\n[02:08.66] I'm just here to take what's mine\n[02:10.12] Go against the troupe\n[02:10.98] Then I'll start cracking skulls\n[02:12.07] And breaking spines\n[02:13.09] When I finger blast you\n[02:13.91] I ain't aiming for your G spot\n[02:15.61] But this gon be your time of the month\n[02:17.32] When I have to make you bleed, dot\n[02:18.79] Get up on your knees\n[02:19.27] I 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beast\n[02:54.15] Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n[02:55.72] They're food to me\n[02:57.02] Biting off a bit, parfait\n[02:58.84] Mushroom cloud\n[02:59.88] Got him soiling\n[03:00.54] Shiitake\n[03:01.58] Wild guy with the style\n[03:02.94] Fur mink\n[03:03.84] Archaic\n[03:04.79] The brute is in\n[03:05.69] It's Uvogin\n[03:06.45] The cruelest crew of fugitives\n[03:07.84] Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n[03:09.61] Do it super quick\n[03:10.83] Try and reach my level\n[03:11.96] You might settle for a booster seat\n[03:13.65] Deadin those who cross me\n[03:14.65] Like their body's on a crucifix\n[03:16.20] Y'all are buggin\n[03:17.06] So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n[03:19.60] I put a pest aside\n[03:20.89] If he keeps tryna mess with I\n[03:22.46] You catchin' fists\n[03:23.18] Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n[03:25.47] My music hits\n[03:26.12] I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n[03:28.12] I got bars\n[03:29.17] That's my conjurer ability\n[03:30.96] Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n[03:34.04] I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n[03:36.56] When I put more holes in ya\n[03:38.11] Than any of my people see\n[03:39.76] Scanning through your recollection\n[03:41.18] While I'm loading ammunition\n[03:42.66] Got the truth no contradiction\n[03:43.85] I don't need your damn permission\n[03:45.53] Six shots for your dome no reload\n[03:47.04] I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n[03:48.30] Down low posted up no joke\n[03:49.78] And I got you in the scope\n[03:50.44] Ask Chrollo, he know\n[03:51.29] HP to take your HP\n[03:52.93] No matter what the page reads\n[03:54.38] I'm setting my own stage\n[03:55.51] There is no way that you can break me\n[03:57.26] I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n[03:58.65] Your situation is dire\n[04:00.06] You seen the legs\n[04:00.72] But I'm the arm of the spider\n[04:02.85] Soon as I copy\n[04:04.23] Most likely I'll catch a body\n[04:05.82] Turn 'em to zombies\n[04:06.94] Perfect artist\n[04:07.70] I'm never sloppy\n[04:08.60] Don't be surprised\n[04:09.61] You see the eye\n[04:10.42] I'm always watching\n[04:11.63] Making hard copies\n[04:12.59] Like papers in a teachers office\n[04:14.58] Never let the left know what the right is doing\n[04:16.77] In this case\n[04:17.85] Your death is what I'm construing\n[04:19.90] Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n[04:23.04] Bodies in the gallery\n[04:24.34] You just another addition\n[04:26.06] He, she, them\n[04:27.19] I don't really care\n[04:27.58] I just came to represent\n[04:28.31] From the bottom of the pent\n[04:29.09] Tryna to rise to the ascent\n[04:29.66] Number five in the fam\n[04:30.54] Number four in the troupe\n[04:31.29] Got a lot of things to prove\n[04:31.99] Skip third\n[04:32.13] I'll be two\n[04:32.71] My intel tells me that it'll be true\n[04:33.86] Then break, slice\n[04:34.99] And sever the rules\n[04:35.77] Killua, yes I am coming for you\n[04:37.29] I 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your final destination\n[05:12.45] It's another enhancer\n[05:13.41] You don't want to see me with the hands sir\n[05:14.97] My street cred there\n[05:15.72] It's clear, I don't care\n[05:16.52] Did all of my dirt off camera\n[05:18.04] Hit a lick with the clique\n[05:18.56] We tarantulas\n[05:19.17] Hit my line better speak\n[05:20.09] With some manners\n[05:20.88] Could be holding your kids for ransom\n[05:21.92] One false move\n[05:22.53] Pakunoda will blam 'em\n[05:23.58] We the phantom\n[05:24.38] We don't fade rookies\n[05:25.10] Seem like I don't do shit\n[05:25.70] But hey lookie\n[05:26.57] Y'all seen how I had the primate shooky\n[05:28.03] Smoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie\n[05:29.36] Up in New York City\n[05:30.12] No A Boogie\n[05:30.75] At the auction I'm planning to take goodies\n[05:32.25] Like a bully\n[05:33.08] These kids try me like they gon' kill me\n[05:34.47] Don't push me\n[05:35.66] Phantom Troupe\n[05:36.57] Coming in and we wage war\n[05:38.46] Whether 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44010\n- text: Like Hisoka among for some neck\n  start_ms: 44010\n  end_ms: 45620\n- text: Better reign in every breath\n  start_ms: 45620\n  end_ms: 47390\n- text: I might take it as a threat\n  start_ms: 47390\n  end_ms: 48670\n- text: I might shank you through your shoulder blades to take away your flex\n  start_ms: 48670\n  end_ms: 51550\n- text: Send a message\n  start_ms: 51550\n  end_ms: 52240\n- text: Take your lungs away and say it with your chest\n  start_ms: 52240\n  end_ms: 54310\n- text: I'm not the one to fuck with\n  start_ms: 54310\n  end_ms: 55550\n- text: Why you think they saved it for the best?\n  start_ms: 55550\n  end_ms: 57100\n- text: Don't get attached to me\n  start_ms: 57100\n  end_ms: 58180\n- text: In fact\n  start_ms: 58180\n  end_ms: 58660\n- text: Attaching limbs is one of my specialities\n  start_ms: 58660\n  end_ms: 60280\n- text: No defending\n  start_ms: 60280\n  end_ms: 60840\n- text: Against these nen strings\n  start_ms: 60840\n  end_ms: 61780\n- text: Got you hooked\n  start_ms: 61780\n  end_ms: 62220\n- text: Yeah you're no match\n  start_ms: 62220\n  end_ms: 63250\n- text: Even if you do get away\n  start_ms: 63250\n  end_ms: 64470\n- text: I can track you down and pull you back\n  start_ms: 64470\n  end_ms: 65910\n- text: A catch\n  start_ms: 65910\n  end_ms: 66360\n- text: If two thousand mafia fell short\n  start_ms: 66360\n  end_ms: 67850\n- text: What makes you think that you have a chance?\n  start_ms: 67850\n  end_ms: 69130\n- text: Killin', don't come at me\n  start_ms: 69130\n  end_ms: 70180\n- text: Absolutely not\n  start_ms: 70180\n  end_ms: 70840\n- text: You two ain't got what I got\n  start_ms: 70840\n  end_ms: 72090\n- text: It's an onslaught\n  start_ms: 72090\n  end_ms: 72520\n- text: To us spiders you're pot shots\n  start_ms: 72520\n  end_ms: 73740\n- text: You cannot hope to come out of this on top\n  start_ms: 73740\n  end_ms: 75090\n- text: Thief, but bet that I'm a threat\n  start_ms: 75090\n  end_ms: 76460\n- text: Yeah number three in the troupe\n  start_ms: 76460\n  end_ms: 77530\n- text: I'll cut your head off with these threads and make a puppet out of you, yeah\n  start_ms: 77530\n  end_ms: 81130\n- text: The dark assassin and\n  start_ms: 81130\n  end_ms: 82480\n- text: I'm packing the pain and faster than\n  start_ms: 82480\n  end_ms: 83950\n- text: Anybody tryin' to pass me will be\n  start_ms: 83950\n  end_ms: 85150\n- text: Seeing my image after their death\n  start_ms: 85150\n  end_ms: 86970\n- text: Now your fate's gone\n  start_ms: 86970\n  end_ms: 88020\n- text: Feitan making the blade slice\n  start_ms: 88020\n  end_ms: 89410\n- text: Then it's raining blood\n  start_ms: 89410\n  end_ms: 90610\n- text: But I got the umbrella to stay dry\n  start_ms: 90610\n  end_ms: 92340\n- text: They're attacking me\n  start_ms: 92340\n  end_ms: 93060\n- text: But I'll be packing all the heat\n  start_ms: 93060\n  end_ms: 93620\n- text: And now my sun exposing\n  start_ms: 93620\n  end_ms: 94320\n- text: Anybody dyin' like a shadow beast\n  start_ms: 94320\n  end_ms: 95230\n- text: Spider burning every ant\n  start_ms: 95230\n  end_ms: 96110\n- text: In the summertime\n  start_ms: 96110\n  end_ms: 96670\n- text: Like the biggest ass magnifying glass\n  start_ms: 96670\n  end_ms: 97720\n- text: That you see\n  start_ms: 97720\n  end_ms: 98030\n- text: Unafraid to wear this all black\n  start_ms: 98030\n  end_ms: 99030\n- text: When I'm too hot\n  start_ms: 99030\n  end_ms: 99680\n- text: Come and battle me\n  start_ms: 99680\n  end_ms: 100150\n- text: Look at my bullet to shoot thots\n  start_ms: 100150\n  end_ms: 100990\n- text: No shades on\n  start_ms: 100990\n  end_ms: 101540\n- text: Another head screwed off\n  start_ms: 101540\n  end_ms: 102290\n- text: When I'll be giving every ounce of pain\n  start_ms: 102290\n  end_ms: 103370\n- text: Back for keeps\n  start_ms: 103370\n  end_ms: 104080\n- text: Wait? Who are you again?\n  start_ms: 104080\n  end_ms: 105380\n- text: I guess that I'll fight you\n  start_ms: 105380\n  end_ms: 107000\n- text: Taking out the trash with these ants\n  start_ms: 107000\n  end_ms: 108830\n- text: So you might lose\n  start_ms: 108830\n  end_ms: 109970\n- text: Beat you in an arm wrestle?\n  start_ms: 109970\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: I don't have to try to\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 112660\n- text: Find your weak spots\n  start_ms: 112660\n  end_ms: 113810\n- text: Now you suck more than I do\n  start_ms: 113810\n  end_ms: 115740\n- text: Call me dirt devil, die, son\n  start_ms: 115740\n  end_ms: 117220\n- text: From a Dyson\n  start_ms: 117220\n  end_ms: 118470\n- text: Sucking out your blood\n  start_ms: 118470\n  end_ms: 119410\n- text: Like a spider 'til you dried up\n  start_ms: 119410\n  end_ms: 121450\n- text: Turn you into dust\n  start_ms: 121450\n  end_ms: 122480\n- text: Clean it up 'cause I have to\n  start_ms: 122480\n  end_ms: 124130\n- text: I'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum\n  start_ms: 124130\n  end_ms: 127290\n- text: Monster\n  start_ms: 127290\n  end_ms: 127750\n- text: No Frankenstein\n  start_ms: 127750\n  end_ms: 128660\n- text: I'm just here to take what's mine\n  start_ms: 128660\n  end_ms: 130120\n- text: Go against the troupe\n  start_ms: 130120\n  end_ms: 130980\n- text: Then I'll start cracking skulls\n  start_ms: 130980\n  end_ms: 132070\n- text: And breaking spines\n  start_ms: 132070\n  end_ms: 133090\n- text: When I finger blast you\n  start_ms: 133090\n  end_ms: 133910\n- text: I ain't aiming for your G spot\n  start_ms: 133910\n  end_ms: 135610\n- text: But this gon be your time of the month\n  start_ms: 135610\n  end_ms: 137320\n- text: When I have to make you bleed, dot\n  start_ms: 137320\n  end_ms: 138790\n- text: Get up on your knees\n  start_ms: 138790\n  end_ms: 139270\n- text: I don't wanna make 'em bleed\n  start_ms: 139270\n  end_ms: 139920\n- text: But I'm all about the money\n  start_ms: 139920\n  end_ms: 140730\n- text: I've been living in the greed\n  start_ms: 140730\n  end_ms: 141650\n- text: I don't do refunds\n  start_ms: 141650\n  end_ms: 142400\n- text: Double machine gun\n  start_ms: 142400\n  end_ms: 143010\n- text: Loaded and cocked\n  start_ms: 143010\n  end_ms: 143640\n- text: So don't give me a reason\n  start_ms: 143640\n  end_ms: 144400\n- text: To mow you down\n  start_ms: 144400\n  end_ms: 145140\n- text: Like tall grass\n  start_ms: 145140\n  end_ms: 145620\n- text: Better fall back\n  start_ms: 145620\n  end_ms: 146570\n- text: I ain't all cap\n  start_ms: 146570\n  end_ms: 147210\n- text: So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n  start_ms: 147210\n  end_ms: 148730\n- text: I'm like a soda\n  start_ms: 148730\n  end_ms: 149420\n- text: They 'bout to get pop\n  start_ms: 149420\n  end_ms: 150430\n- text: Phantom Troupe\n  start_ms: 150430\n  end_ms: 151510\n- text: Coming in and we wage war\n  start_ms: 151510\n  end_ms: 153240\n- text: Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n  start_ms: 153240\n  end_ms: 156380\n- text: Scared of spiders in your house\n  start_ms: 156380\n  end_ms: 157700\n- text: Then we raid yours\n  start_ms: 157700\n  end_ms: 159180\n- text: Run on one of us?\n  start_ms: 159180\n  end_ms: 160380\n- text: That's what a gang's for\n  start_ms: 160380\n  end_ms: 161950\n- text: Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n  start_ms: 161950\n  end_ms: 164840\n- text: Who oppose us\n  start_ms: 164840\n  end_ms: 166190\n- text: Hunters taking low blows\n  start_ms: 166190\n  end_ms: 168040\n- text: Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n  start_ms: 168040\n  end_ms: 170810\n- text: And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n  start_ms: 170810\n  end_ms: 173390\n- text: Dudes a beast\n  start_ms: 173390\n  end_ms: 174150\n- text: Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n  start_ms: 174150\n  end_ms: 175720\n- text: They're food to me\n  start_ms: 175720\n  end_ms: 177020\n- text: Biting off a bit, parfait\n  start_ms: 177020\n  end_ms: 178840\n- text: Mushroom cloud\n  start_ms: 178840\n  end_ms: 179880\n- text: Got him soiling\n  start_ms: 179880\n  end_ms: 180540\n- text: Shiitake\n  start_ms: 180540\n  end_ms: 181580\n- text: Wild guy with the style\n  start_ms: 181580\n  end_ms: 182940\n- text: Fur mink\n  start_ms: 182940\n  end_ms: 183840\n- text: Archaic\n  start_ms: 183840\n  end_ms: 184790\n- text: The brute is in\n  start_ms: 184790\n  end_ms: 185690\n- text: It's Uvogin\n  start_ms: 185690\n  end_ms: 186450\n- text: The cruelest crew of fugitives\n  start_ms: 186450\n  end_ms: 187840\n- text: Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n  start_ms: 187840\n  end_ms: 189610\n- text: Do it super quick\n  start_ms: 189610\n  end_ms: 190830\n- text: Try and reach my level\n  start_ms: 190830\n  end_ms: 191960\n- text: You might settle for a booster seat\n  start_ms: 191960\n  end_ms: 193650\n- text: Deadin those who cross me\n  start_ms: 193650\n  end_ms: 194650\n- text: Like their body's on a crucifix\n  start_ms: 194650\n  end_ms: 196200\n- text: Y'all are buggin\n  start_ms: 196200\n  end_ms: 197060\n- text: So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n  start_ms: 197060\n  end_ms: 199600\n- text: I put a pest aside\n  start_ms: 199600\n  end_ms: 200890\n- text: If he keeps tryna mess with I\n  start_ms: 200890\n  end_ms: 202460\n- text: You catchin' fists\n  start_ms: 202460\n  end_ms: 203180\n- text: Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n  start_ms: 203180\n  end_ms: 205470\n- text: My music hits\n  start_ms: 205470\n  end_ms: 206120\n- text: I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n  start_ms: 206120\n  end_ms: 208120\n- text: I got bars\n  start_ms: 208120\n  end_ms: 209170\n- text: That's my conjurer ability\n  start_ms: 209170\n  end_ms: 210960\n- text: Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n  start_ms: 210960\n  end_ms: 214040\n- text: I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n  start_ms: 214040\n  end_ms: 216560\n- text: When I put more holes in ya\n  start_ms: 216560\n  end_ms: 218110\n- text: Than any of my people see\n  start_ms: 218110\n  end_ms: 219760\n- text: Scanning through your recollection\n  start_ms: 219760\n  end_ms: 221180\n- text: While I'm loading ammunition\n  start_ms: 221180\n  end_ms: 222660\n- text: Got the truth no contradiction\n  start_ms: 222660\n  end_ms: 223850\n- text: I don't need your damn permission\n  start_ms: 223850\n  end_ms: 225530\n- text: Six shots for your dome no reload\n  start_ms: 225530\n  end_ms: 227040\n- text: I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n  start_ms: 227040\n  end_ms: 228300\n- text: Down low posted up no joke\n  start_ms: 228300\n  end_ms: 229780\n- text: And I got you in the scope\n  start_ms: 229780\n  end_ms: 230440\n- text: Ask Chrollo, he know\n  start_ms: 230440\n  end_ms: 231290\n- text: HP to take your HP\n  start_ms: 231290\n  end_ms: 232930\n- text: No matter what the page reads\n  start_ms: 232930\n  end_ms: 234380\n- text: I'm setting my own stage\n  start_ms: 234380\n  end_ms: 235510\n- text: There is no way that you can break me\n  start_ms: 235510\n  end_ms: 237260\n- text: I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n  start_ms: 237260\n  end_ms: 238650\n- text: Your situation is dire\n  start_ms: 238650\n  end_ms: 240060\n- text: You seen the legs\n  start_ms: 240060\n  end_ms: 240720\n- text: But I'm the arm of the spider\n  start_ms: 240720\n  end_ms: 242850\n- text: Soon as I copy\n  start_ms: 242850\n  end_ms: 244230\n- text: Most likely I'll catch a body\n  start_ms: 244230\n  end_ms: 245820\n- text: Turn 'em to zombies\n  start_ms: 245820\n  end_ms: 246940\n- text: Perfect artist\n  start_ms: 246940\n  end_ms: 247700\n- text: I'm never sloppy\n  start_ms: 247700\n  end_ms: 248600\n- text: Don't be surprised\n  start_ms: 248600\n  end_ms: 249610\n- text: You see the eye\n  start_ms: 249610\n  end_ms: 250420\n- text: I'm always watching\n  start_ms: 250420\n  end_ms: 251630\n- text: Making hard copies\n  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270540\n- text: Number four in the troupe\n  start_ms: 270540\n  end_ms: 271290\n- text: Got a lot of things to prove\n  start_ms: 271290\n  end_ms: 271990\n- text: Skip third\n  start_ms: 271990\n  end_ms: 272130\n- text: I'll be two\n  start_ms: 272130\n  end_ms: 272710\n- text: My intel tells me that it'll be true\n  start_ms: 272710\n  end_ms: 273860\n- text: Then break, slice\n  start_ms: 273860\n  end_ms: 274990\n- text: And sever the rules\n  start_ms: 274990\n  end_ms: 275770\n- text: Killua, yes I am coming for you\n  start_ms: 275770\n  end_ms: 277290\n- text: I don't do it for the money\n  start_ms: 277290\n  end_ms: 278540\n- text: I don't do it for the fame\n  start_ms: 278540\n  end_ms: 279910\n- text: Villains steady paper chasing\n  start_ms: 279910\n  end_ms: 281310\n- text: Leave 'em winded\n  start_ms: 281310\n  end_ms: 282190\n- text: Die in vain\n  start_ms: 282190\n  end_ms: 282810\n- text: Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\n  start_ms: 282810\n  end_ms: 285720\n- text: Is it a party with voodoo paper dolls or snake poisoning?\n  start_ms: 285720\n  end_ms: 288510\n- text: Find a victim I can prick the nape of\n  start_ms: 288510\n  end_ms: 290830\n- text: That does the trick\n  start_ms: 290830\n  end_ms: 291550\n- text: It's danger when I flip the switch\n  start_ms: 291550\n  end_ms: 292800\n- text: It's game on\n  start_ms: 292800\n  end_ms: 293420\n- text: Bats just need a signal maker\n  start_ms: 293420\n  end_ms: 295020\n- text: Manipulate\n  start_ms: 295020\n  end_ms: 295950\n- text: Puppeteering\n  start_ms: 295950\n  end_ms: 296820\n- text: Pups are tearing up\n  start_ms: 296820\n  end_ms: 297670\n- text: I fit the plug\n  start_ms: 297670\n  end_ms: 298500\n- text: The current courses through them like a river does\n  start_ms: 298500\n  end_ms: 300790\n- text: I played too roughly\n  start_ms: 300790\n  end_ms: 301750\n- text: Now my toys are broken\n  start_ms: 301750\n  end_ms: 302780\n- text: There's noise approaching\n  start_ms: 302780\n  end_ms: 303790\n- text: Not a ghost this troupe has tropes of genocidal notion\n  start_ms: 303790\n  end_ms: 306560\n- text: Remote controller\n  start_ms: 306560\n  end_ms: 307440\n- text: Push your buttons\n  start_ms: 307440\n  end_ms: 308040\n- text: Feeling desperation\n  start_ms: 308040\n  end_ms: 309350\n- text: Sort of violent\n  start_ms: 309350\n  end_ms: 310140\n- text: Auto pilot\n  start_ms: 310140\n  end_ms: 310780\n- text: To your final destination\n  start_ms: 310780\n  end_ms: 312450\n- text: It's another enhancer\n  start_ms: 312450\n  end_ms: 313410\n- text: You don't want to see me with the hands sir\n  start_ms: 313410\n  end_ms: 314970\n- text: My street cred there\n  start_ms: 314970\n  end_ms: 315720\n- text: It's clear, I don't care\n  start_ms: 315720\n  end_ms: 316520\n- text: Did all of my dirt off camera\n  start_ms: 316520\n  end_ms: 318040\n- text: Hit a lick with the clique\n  start_ms: 318040\n  end_ms: 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Better fall back\n  I ain't all cap\n  So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n  I'm like a soda\n  They 'bout to get pop\n\n  Phantom Troupe\n  Coming in and we wage war\n  Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n  Scared of spiders in your house\n  Then we raid yours\n  Run on one of us?\n  That's what a gang's for\n\n  Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n  Who oppose us\n  Hunters taking low blows\n  Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n  And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n\n  Dudes a beast\n  Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n  They're food to me\n  Biting off a bit, parfait\n  Mushroom cloud\n  Got him soiling\n  Shiitake\n  Wild guy with the style\n  Fur mink\n  Archaic\n\n  The brute is in\n  It's Uvogin\n  The cruelest crew of fugitives\n  Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n  Do it super quick\n  Try and reach my level\n  You might settle for a booster seat\n  Deadin those who cross me\n  Like their body's on a crucifix\n\n  Y'all are buggin\n  So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n  I put a pest aside\n  If he keeps tryna mess with I\n  You catchin' fists\n  Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n  My music hits\n  I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n\n  I got bars\n  That's my conjurer ability\n  Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n  I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n  When I put more holes in ya\n  Than any of my people see\n\n  Scanning through your recollection\n  While I'm loading ammunition\n  Got the truth no contradiction\n  I don't need your damn permission\n  Six shots for your dome no reload\n  I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n  Down low posted up no joke\n  And I got you in the scope\n  Ask Chrollo, he know\n\n  HP to take your HP\n  No matter what the page reads\n  I'm setting my own stage\n  There is no way that you can break me\n  I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n  Your situation is dire\n  You seen the legs\n  But I'm the arm of the spider\n\n  Soon as I copy\n  Most likely I'll catch a body\n  Turn 'em to zombies\n  Perfect artist\n  I'm never sloppy\n  Don't be surprised\n  You see the eye\n  I'm always watching\n  Making hard copies\n  Like papers in a teachers office\n\n  Never let the left know what the right is doing\n  In this case\n  Your death is what I'm construing\n  Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n  Bodies in the gallery\n  You just another addition\n\n  He, she, them\n  I don't really care\n  I just came to represent\n  From the bottom of the pent\n  Tryna to rise to the ascent\n  Number five in the fam\n  Number four in the troupe\n  Got a lot of things to prove\n\n  Skip third\n  I'll be two\n  My intel tells me that it'll be true\n  Then break, slice\n  And sever the rules\n  Killua, yes I am coming for you\n\n  I don't do it for the money\n  I don't do it for the fame\n  Villains steady paper chasing\n  Leave 'em winded\n  Die in vain\n  Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\n  Is 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I guess that I'll fight you\nTaking out the trash with these ants, so you might lose\nBeat you in an arm wrestle? I don't have to try to\nFind your weak spots, now you suck more than I do\nCall me Dirt Devil, die, son, from a Dyson\nSucking out your blood like a spider till you dried up\nTurn you into dust, clean it up cause I have to\nI'm worse than your mom, when I beat you with a vacuum\nMonster\nNo Frankenstein\nI'm just here to take what's mine\nGo against the troupe\nThen I'll start cracking skulls\nAnd breaking spines\nWhen I finger blast you\nI ain't aiming for your gspot\nBut this gon' be your time of the month\nWhen I have to make you bleed dot\nGet upon your knees\nI don't wanna make em bleed\nBut I'm all about the money\nI've been living in the greed\nI don't do refunds\nDouble machine gun\nLoaded and cocked\nSo don't give me a reason\nTo mow you down\nLike tall grass\nBetter fall back\nI ain't all cap\nSo you better go\nBring in the blinky to mop\nI'm like a soda\nThey bout to get po\nPhantom Troupe coming in then we wage war\nWhether treasure or your life, we gon take more\nScared of spiders in yo house, then we raid yours\nRun on one of us? That's what a gang's for\nPhantom Troupe coming in to control those\nWho oppose us, Hunters taking low blows\nRaining down like metors with Chrollo\nAnd you know we're about to steal the whole show\nDude's a beast, fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\nThey're food to me, biting of a bit, parfait\nMushroom cloud, got 'em soiling, shitake\nWild style, fur mink on, style archaic\nThe brute is in\nIt's Uvogin\nThe cruelest crew of fugitives\nDispatching any enemy in seconds\nDo it super quick\nTry and reach my level, you might settle for a booster seat\nDeadin those who cross me like their body's on a crucifix\nY'all are buggin, so I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\nI put a pest aside if he keep tryna mess with I\nYou catching fists, don't need no straps to make you catch a round\nMy music hits, I ain't just talking bout my Cantabile\nI got bars, that's my conjurer ability\nBonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\nI'm guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\nWhen I put more holes in ya than any of my people see\nScanning through your recollection\nWhile I'm loading ammunition\nGot the truth no contradiction\nI don't need your damn permission\n6 shots for ya dome no reload\nI'mma tap ya banks for a repo\nDown low posted up no joke\nAnd I got you in the scope\nAsk Chrollo, he know\nHp to take your hp\nNo matter what the page reads\nI'm setting my own stage\nThere is no way that you can break me\nI ain't afraid to pull, Fire\nYour situation is dire\nYou seen the legs but I'm the arm of the spider\nSoon as I copy, most likely I'll catch a body\nTurn em to zombies, perfect artist I'm never sloppy\nDont be surprised you see the eye I'm always watching\nMaking hard copies like papers in a teacher's office\nNever let the left know what the right is doing\nBut in this case, your death is what I'm construing\nLet my replica reposition your entire condition\nBodies in the gallery and you just another addition\"\nHe, she, them\nI don't really care\nI just came to represent\nFrom the bottom of the pent\nTryna rise to the ascent\nNumber five in the fam\nNumber four in the troupe\nGot a lot of things to prove\nSkip third\nI'll be two\nMy intel tells me that it'll be true\nBend, break, slice, and sever the rules\nKillua, yes, I am coming for you\nI don't do it for the money\nI don't do it for the fame\nVillains steady paper chasing\nLeave em' winded\nDie in vain\nVeins are struck with confetti\nWhen I arrive on the scene\nIs it a party with voodoo paper dolls\nOr snake poisoning?\nDance!\nFind a victim I can prick the nape of\nThat does the trick, it's danger when I\nFlick the switch it's game on\nBats just need a signal maker\nManipulator\nPuppeteering, pups are tearing up\nI fit the plug, the current courses\nThrough um\nLike a river does\nI played too roughly now my toys are broken\nThere's noise approaching\nNot a ghost, this troupe has tropes\nOf genocidal notion\nRemote controller, push your buttons\nFeeling desperation\nSorta violent, auto pilot to your final destination\nIt's another enhancer\nYou don't wanna see me with the hands sir\nMy street cred there\nIt's clear, I don't care\nI did all my dirt off-camera\nHit a lick with the clique\nWe turantulas\nHit my line better speak with some manners\nCould be holding yo kids for ransom\nOne false move Pakunoda will blam em!\nWe the Phantom\nWe don't fade rookies\nSeem like I ain't do shit but hey lookie\nY'all seen how I had the primate shooky\nSmoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie\nUp in York New City no A Boogie\nAt the auction I'm planning to take goodies\nLike a bully, these kids try me like they gon kill me, don't push me\nPhantom Troupe coming in then we wage war\nWhether treasure or your life, we gon take more\nScared of spiders in yo house, then we raid yours\nRun on one of us? 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Who are you again?\n[01:45.35] I guess that I'll fight you\n[01:47.03] Taking out the trash with these ants\n[01:48.84] So you might lose\n[01:49.90] Beat you in an arm wrestle?\n[01:51.38] I don't have to try to\n[01:52.64] Find your weak spots\n[01:53.89] Now you suck more than I do\n[01:55.73] Call me dirt devil, die, son\n[01:57.28] From a Dyson\n[01:58.41] Sucking out your blood\n[01:59.46] Like a spider 'til you dried up\n[02:01.45] Turn you into dust\n[02:02.46] Clean it up 'cause I have to\n[02:04.12] I'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum\n[02:07.25] Monster\n[02:07.73] No Frankenstein\n[02:08.62] I'm just here to take what's mine\n[02:10.15] Go against the troupe\n[02:10.90] Then I'll start cracking skulls\n[02:12.00] And breaking spines\n[02:13.01] When I finger blast you\n[02:13.92] I ain't aiming for your G spot\n[02:15.64] But this gon be your time of the month\n[02:17.39] When I have to make you bleed, dot\n[02:18.78] Get up on your knees\n[02:19.28] I don't wanna make 'em bleed\n[02:19.95] But I'm all about the money\n[02:20.70] I've been living in the greed\n[02:21.63] I don't do refunds\n[02:22.44] Double machine gun\n[02:23.06] Loaded and cocked\n[02:23.69] So don't give me a reason\n[02:24.48] To mow you down\n[02:25.10] Like tall grass\n[02:25.69] Better fall back\n[02:26.56] I ain't all cap\n[02:27.24] So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n[02:28.79] I'm like a soda\n[02:29.49] They 'bout to get pop\n[02:30.43] Phantom Troupe\n[02:31.50] Coming in and we wage war\n[02:33.26] Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n[02:36.39] Scared of spiders in your house\n[02:37.77] Then we raid yours\n[02:39.19] Run on one of us?\n[02:40.34] That's what a gang's for\n[02:41.90] Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n[02:44.81] Who oppose us\n[02:46.19] Hunters taking low blows\n[02:48.01] Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n[02:50.82] And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n[02:53.30] Dudes a beast\n[02:54.13] Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n[02:55.75] They're food to me\n[02:57.00] Biting off a bit, parfait\n[02:58.82] Mushroom cloud\n[02:59.82] Got him soiling\n[03:00.55] Shiitake\n[03:01.52] Wild guy with the style\n[03:02.96] Fur mink\n[03:03.80] Archaic\n[03:04.79] The brute is in\n[03:05.65] It's Uvogin\n[03:06.48] The cruelest crew of fugitives\n[03:07.89] Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n[03:09.65] Do it super quick\n[03:10.84] Try and reach my level\n[03:11.94] You might settle for a booster seat\n[03:13.64] Deadin those who cross me\n[03:14.64] Like their body's on a crucifix\n[03:16.28] Y'all are buggin\n[03:17.04] So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n[03:19.61] I put a pest aside\n[03:20.87] If he keeps tryna mess with I\n[03:22.42] You catchin' fists\n[03:23.12] Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n[03:25.44] My music hits\n[03:26.16] I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n[03:28.17] I got bars\n[03:29.19] That's my conjurer ability\n[03:30.98] Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n[03:34.02] I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n[03:36.52] When I put more holes in ya\n[03:38.18] Than any of my people see\n[03:39.78] Scanning through your recollection\n[03:41.10] While I'm loading ammunition\n[03:42.60] Got the truth no contradiction\n[03:43.86] I don't need your damn permission\n[03:45.53] Six shots for your dome no reload\n[03:47.06] I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n[03:48.32] Down low posted up no joke\n[03:49.75] And I got you in the scope\n[03:50.45] Ask Chrollo, he know\n[03:51.28] HP to take your HP\n[03:52.97] No matter what the page reads\n[03:54.36] I'm setting my own stage\n[03:55.57] There is no way that you can break me\n[03:57.26] I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n[03:58.62] Your situation is dire\n[04:00.01] You seen the legs\n[04:00.75] But I'm the arm of the spider\n[04:02.84] Soon as I copy\n[04:04.28] Most likely I'll catch a body\n[04:05.85] Turn 'em to zombies\n[04:06.99] Perfect artist\n[04:07.72] I'm never sloppy\n[04:08.68] Don't be surprised\n[04:09.63] You see the eye\n[04:10.48] I'm always watching\n[04:11.65] Making hard copies\n[04:12.53] Like papers in a teachers office\n[04:14.57] Never let the left know what the right is doing\n[04:16.77] In this case\n[04:17.85] Your death is what I'm construing\n[04:19.96] Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n[04:23.07] Bodies in the gallery\n[04:24.35] You just another addition\n[04:26.06] He, she, them\n[04:27.12] I don't really care\n[04:27.59] I just came to represent\n[04:28.34] From the bottom of the pent\n[04:29.05] Tryna to rise to the ascent\n[04:29.64] Number five in the fam\n[04:30.58] Number four in the troupe\n[04:31.23] Got a lot of things to prove\n[04:31.92] Skip third\n[04:32.14] I'll be two\n[04:32.71] My intel tells me that it'll be true\n[04:33.88] Then break, slice\n[04:34.97] And sever the rules\n[04:35.72] Killua, yes I am coming for you\n[04:37.23] I 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45620\n- text: Better reign in every breath\n  start_ms: 45620\n  end_ms: 47370\n- text: I might take it as a threat\n  start_ms: 47370\n  end_ms: 48610\n- text: I might shank you through your shoulder blades to take away your flex\n  start_ms: 48610\n  end_ms: 51530\n- text: Send a message\n  start_ms: 51530\n  end_ms: 52220\n- text: Take your lungs away and say it with your chest\n  start_ms: 52220\n  end_ms: 54330\n- text: I'm not the one to fuck with\n  start_ms: 54330\n  end_ms: 55510\n- text: Why you think they saved it for the best?\n  start_ms: 55510\n  end_ms: 57140\n- text: Don't get attached to me\n  start_ms: 57140\n  end_ms: 58180\n- text: In fact\n  start_ms: 58180\n  end_ms: 58600\n- text: Attaching limbs is one of my specialities\n  start_ms: 58600\n  end_ms: 60280\n- text: No defending\n  start_ms: 60280\n  end_ms: 60880\n- text: Against these nen strings\n  start_ms: 60880\n  end_ms: 61750\n- text: Got you hooked\n  start_ms: 61750\n  end_ms: 62240\n- text: Yeah 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end_ms: 77590\n- text: I'll cut your head off with these threads and make a puppet out of you, yeah\n  start_ms: 77590\n  end_ms: 81190\n- text: The dark assassin and\n  start_ms: 81190\n  end_ms: 82450\n- text: I'm packing the pain and faster than\n  start_ms: 82450\n  end_ms: 83940\n- text: Anybody tryin' to pass me will be\n  start_ms: 83940\n  end_ms: 85110\n- text: Seeing my image after their death\n  start_ms: 85110\n  end_ms: 86930\n- text: Now your fate's gone\n  start_ms: 86930\n  end_ms: 88060\n- text: Feitan making the blade slice\n  start_ms: 88060\n  end_ms: 89450\n- text: Then it's raining blood\n  start_ms: 89450\n  end_ms: 90650\n- text: But I got the umbrella to stay dry\n  start_ms: 90650\n  end_ms: 92310\n- text: They're attacking me\n  start_ms: 92310\n  end_ms: 93060\n- text: But I'll be packing all the heat\n  start_ms: 93060\n  end_ms: 93600\n- text: And now my sun exposing\n  start_ms: 93600\n  end_ms: 94390\n- text: Anybody dyin' like a shadow beast\n  start_ms: 94390\n  end_ms: 95260\n- text: Spider burning every ant\n  start_ms: 95260\n  end_ms: 96180\n- text: In the summertime\n  start_ms: 96180\n  end_ms: 96670\n- text: Like the biggest ass magnifying glass\n  start_ms: 96670\n  end_ms: 97720\n- text: That you see\n  start_ms: 97720\n  end_ms: 98020\n- text: Unafraid to wear this all black\n  start_ms: 98020\n  end_ms: 99070\n- text: When I'm too hot\n  start_ms: 99070\n  end_ms: 99660\n- text: Come and battle me\n  start_ms: 99660\n  end_ms: 100140\n- text: Look at my bullet to shoot thots\n  start_ms: 100140\n  end_ms: 100960\n- text: No shades on\n  start_ms: 100960\n  end_ms: 101510\n- text: Another head screwed off\n  start_ms: 101510\n  end_ms: 102260\n- text: When I'll be giving every ounce of pain\n  start_ms: 102260\n  end_ms: 103380\n- text: Back for keeps\n  start_ms: 103380\n  end_ms: 104060\n- text: Wait? Who are you again?\n  start_ms: 104060\n  end_ms: 105350\n- text: I guess that I'll fight you\n  start_ms: 105350\n  end_ms: 107030\n- text: Taking out the trash with these ants\n  start_ms: 107030\n  end_ms: 108840\n- text: So you might lose\n  start_ms: 108840\n  end_ms: 109900\n- text: Beat you in an arm wrestle?\n  start_ms: 109900\n  end_ms: 111380\n- text: I don't have to try to\n  start_ms: 111380\n  end_ms: 112640\n- text: Find your weak spots\n  start_ms: 112640\n  end_ms: 113890\n- text: Now you suck more than I do\n  start_ms: 113890\n  end_ms: 115730\n- text: Call me dirt devil, die, son\n  start_ms: 115730\n  end_ms: 117280\n- text: From a Dyson\n  start_ms: 117280\n  end_ms: 118410\n- text: Sucking out your blood\n  start_ms: 118410\n  end_ms: 119460\n- text: Like a spider 'til you dried up\n  start_ms: 119460\n  end_ms: 121450\n- text: Turn you into dust\n  start_ms: 121450\n  end_ms: 122460\n- text: Clean it up 'cause I have to\n  start_ms: 122460\n  end_ms: 124120\n- text: I'm worse than your mom when I beat you with a vacuum\n  start_ms: 124120\n  end_ms: 127250\n- text: Monster\n  start_ms: 127250\n  end_ms: 127730\n- text: No Frankenstein\n  start_ms: 127730\n  end_ms: 128620\n- text: I'm just here to take what's mine\n  start_ms: 128620\n  end_ms: 130150\n- text: Go against the troupe\n  start_ms: 130150\n  end_ms: 130900\n- text: Then I'll start cracking skulls\n  start_ms: 130900\n  end_ms: 132000\n- text: And breaking spines\n  start_ms: 132000\n  end_ms: 133010\n- text: When I finger blast you\n  start_ms: 133010\n  end_ms: 133920\n- text: I ain't aiming for your G spot\n  start_ms: 133920\n  end_ms: 135640\n- text: But this gon be your time of the month\n  start_ms: 135640\n  end_ms: 137390\n- text: When I have to make you bleed, dot\n  start_ms: 137390\n  end_ms: 138780\n- text: Get up on your knees\n  start_ms: 138780\n  end_ms: 139280\n- text: I don't wanna make 'em bleed\n  start_ms: 139280\n  end_ms: 139950\n- text: But I'm all about the money\n  start_ms: 139950\n  end_ms: 140700\n- text: I've been living in the greed\n  start_ms: 140700\n  end_ms: 141630\n- text: I don't do refunds\n  start_ms: 141630\n  end_ms: 142440\n- text: Double machine gun\n  start_ms: 142440\n  end_ms: 143060\n- text: Loaded and cocked\n  start_ms: 143060\n  end_ms: 143690\n- text: So don't give me a reason\n  start_ms: 143690\n  end_ms: 144480\n- text: To mow you down\n  start_ms: 144480\n  end_ms: 145100\n- text: Like tall grass\n  start_ms: 145100\n  end_ms: 145690\n- text: Better fall back\n  start_ms: 145690\n  end_ms: 146560\n- text: I ain't all cap\n  start_ms: 146560\n  end_ms: 147240\n- text: So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n  start_ms: 147240\n  end_ms: 148790\n- text: I'm like a soda\n  start_ms: 148790\n  end_ms: 149490\n- text: They 'bout to get pop\n  start_ms: 149490\n  end_ms: 150430\n- text: Phantom Troupe\n  start_ms: 150430\n  end_ms: 151500\n- text: Coming in and we wage war\n  start_ms: 151500\n  end_ms: 153260\n- text: Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n  start_ms: 153260\n  end_ms: 156390\n- text: Scared of spiders in your house\n  start_ms: 156390\n  end_ms: 157770\n- text: Then we raid yours\n  start_ms: 157770\n  end_ms: 159190\n- text: Run on one of us?\n  start_ms: 159190\n  end_ms: 160340\n- text: That's what a gang's for\n  start_ms: 160340\n  end_ms: 161900\n- text: Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n  start_ms: 161900\n  end_ms: 164810\n- text: Who oppose us\n  start_ms: 164810\n  end_ms: 166190\n- text: Hunters taking low blows\n  start_ms: 166190\n  end_ms: 168010\n- text: Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n  start_ms: 168010\n  end_ms: 170820\n- text: And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n  start_ms: 170820\n  end_ms: 173300\n- text: Dudes a beast\n  start_ms: 173300\n  end_ms: 174130\n- text: Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n  start_ms: 174130\n  end_ms: 175750\n- text: They're food to me\n  start_ms: 175750\n  end_ms: 177000\n- text: Biting off a bit, parfait\n  start_ms: 177000\n  end_ms: 178820\n- text: Mushroom cloud\n  start_ms: 178820\n  end_ms: 179820\n- text: Got him soiling\n  start_ms: 179820\n  end_ms: 180550\n- text: Shiitake\n  start_ms: 180550\n  end_ms: 181520\n- text: Wild guy with the style\n  start_ms: 181520\n  end_ms: 182960\n- text: Fur mink\n  start_ms: 182960\n  end_ms: 183800\n- text: Archaic\n  start_ms: 183800\n  end_ms: 184790\n- text: The brute is in\n  start_ms: 184790\n  end_ms: 185650\n- text: It's Uvogin\n  start_ms: 185650\n  end_ms: 186480\n- text: The cruelest crew of fugitives\n  start_ms: 186480\n  end_ms: 187890\n- text: Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n  start_ms: 187890\n  end_ms: 189650\n- text: Do it super quick\n  start_ms: 189650\n  end_ms: 190840\n- text: Try and reach my level\n  start_ms: 190840\n  end_ms: 191940\n- text: You might settle for a booster seat\n  start_ms: 191940\n  end_ms: 193640\n- text: Deadin those who cross me\n  start_ms: 193640\n  end_ms: 194640\n- text: Like their body's on a crucifix\n  start_ms: 194640\n  end_ms: 196280\n- text: Y'all are buggin\n  start_ms: 196280\n  end_ms: 197040\n- text: So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n  start_ms: 197040\n  end_ms: 199610\n- text: I put a pest aside\n  start_ms: 199610\n  end_ms: 200870\n- text: If he keeps tryna mess with I\n  start_ms: 200870\n  end_ms: 202420\n- text: You catchin' fists\n  start_ms: 202420\n  end_ms: 203120\n- text: Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n  start_ms: 203120\n  end_ms: 205440\n- text: My music hits\n  start_ms: 205440\n  end_ms: 206160\n- text: I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n  start_ms: 206160\n  end_ms: 208170\n- text: I got bars\n  start_ms: 208170\n  end_ms: 209190\n- text: That's my conjurer ability\n  start_ms: 209190\n  end_ms: 210980\n- text: Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n  start_ms: 210980\n  end_ms: 214020\n- text: I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n  start_ms: 214020\n  end_ms: 216520\n- text: When I put more holes in ya\n  start_ms: 216520\n  end_ms: 218180\n- text: Than any of my people see\n  start_ms: 218180\n  end_ms: 219780\n- text: Scanning through your recollection\n  start_ms: 219780\n  end_ms: 221100\n- text: While I'm loading ammunition\n  start_ms: 221100\n  end_ms: 222600\n- text: Got the truth no contradiction\n  start_ms: 222600\n  end_ms: 223860\n- text: I don't need your damn permission\n  start_ms: 223860\n  end_ms: 225530\n- text: Six shots for your dome no reload\n  start_ms: 225530\n  end_ms: 227060\n- text: I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n  start_ms: 227060\n  end_ms: 228320\n- text: Down low posted up no joke\n  start_ms: 228320\n  end_ms: 229750\n- text: And I got you in the scope\n  start_ms: 229750\n  end_ms: 230450\n- text: Ask Chrollo, he know\n  start_ms: 230450\n  end_ms: 231280\n- text: HP to take your HP\n  start_ms: 231280\n  end_ms: 232970\n- text: No matter what the page reads\n  start_ms: 232970\n  end_ms: 234360\n- text: I'm setting my own stage\n  start_ms: 234360\n  end_ms: 235570\n- text: There is no way that you can break me\n  start_ms: 235570\n  end_ms: 237260\n- text: I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n  start_ms: 237260\n  end_ms: 238620\n- text: Your situation is dire\n  start_ms: 238620\n  end_ms: 240010\n- text: You seen the legs\n  start_ms: 240010\n  end_ms: 240750\n- text: But I'm the arm of the spider\n  start_ms: 240750\n  end_ms: 242840\n- text: Soon as I copy\n  start_ms: 242840\n  end_ms: 244280\n- text: Most likely I'll catch a body\n  start_ms: 244280\n  end_ms: 245850\n- text: Turn 'em to zombies\n  start_ms: 245850\n  end_ms: 246990\n- text: Perfect artist\n  start_ms: 246990\n  end_ms: 247720\n- text: I'm never sloppy\n  start_ms: 247720\n  end_ms: 248680\n- text: Don't be surprised\n  start_ms: 248680\n  end_ms: 249630\n- text: You see the eye\n  start_ms: 249630\n  end_ms: 250480\n- text: I'm always watching\n  start_ms: 250480\n  end_ms: 251650\n- text: Making hard copies\n  start_ms: 251650\n  end_ms: 252530\n- text: Like papers in a teachers office\n  start_ms: 252530\n  end_ms: 254570\n- text: Never let the left know what the right is doing\n  start_ms: 254570\n  end_ms: 256770\n- text: In this case\n  start_ms: 256770\n  end_ms: 257850\n- text: Your death is what I'm construing\n  start_ms: 257850\n  end_ms: 259960\n- text: Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n  start_ms: 259960\n  end_ms: 263070\n- text: Bodies in the gallery\n  start_ms: 263070\n  end_ms: 264350\n- text: You just another addition\n  start_ms: 264350\n  end_ms: 266060\n- text: He, she, them\n  start_ms: 266060\n  end_ms: 267120\n- text: I don't really care\n  start_ms: 267120\n  end_ms: 267590\n- text: I just came to represent\n  start_ms: 267590\n  end_ms: 268340\n- text: From the bottom of the pent\n  start_ms: 268340\n  end_ms: 269050\n- text: Tryna to rise to the ascent\n  start_ms: 269050\n  end_ms: 269640\n- text: Number five in the fam\n  start_ms: 269640\n  end_ms: 270580\n- text: Number four in the troupe\n  start_ms: 270580\n  end_ms: 271230\n- text: Got a lot of things to prove\n  start_ms: 271230\n  end_ms: 271920\n- text: Skip third\n  start_ms: 271920\n  end_ms: 272140\n- text: I'll be two\n  start_ms: 272140\n  end_ms: 272710\n- text: My intel tells me that it'll be true\n  start_ms: 272710\n  end_ms: 273880\n- text: Then break, slice\n  start_ms: 273880\n  end_ms: 274970\n- text: And sever the rules\n  start_ms: 274970\n  end_ms: 275720\n- text: Killua, yes I am coming for you\n  start_ms: 275720\n  end_ms: 277230\n- text: I don't do it for the money\n  start_ms: 277230\n  end_ms: 278520\n- text: I don't do it for the fame\n  start_ms: 278520\n  end_ms: 279920\n- text: Villains steady paper chasing\n  start_ms: 279920\n  end_ms: 281390\n- text: Leave 'em winded\n  start_ms: 281390\n  end_ms: 282110\n- text: Die in vain\n  start_ms: 282110\n  end_ms: 282830\n- text: Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\n  start_ms: 282830\n  end_ms: 285770\n- text: Is it a party with voodoo paper dolls or snake poisoning?\n  start_ms: 285770\n  end_ms: 288560\n- text: Find a victim I can prick the nape of\n  start_ms: 288560\n  end_ms: 290820\n- text: That does the trick\n  start_ms: 290820\n  end_ms: 291520\n- text: It's danger when I flip the switch\n  start_ms: 291520\n  end_ms: 292880\n- text: It's game on\n  start_ms: 292880\n  end_ms: 293490\n- text: Bats just need a signal maker\n  start_ms: 293490\n  end_ms: 295000\n- text: Manipulate\n  start_ms: 295000\n  end_ms: 295930\n- text: Puppeteering\n  start_ms: 295930\n  end_ms: 296860\n- text: Pups are tearing up\n  start_ms: 296860\n  end_ms: 297670\n- text: I fit the plug\n  start_ms: 297670\n  end_ms: 298590\n- text: The current courses through them like a river does\n  start_ms: 298590\n  end_ms: 300720\n- text: I played too roughly\n  start_ms: 300720\n  end_ms: 301780\n- text: Now my toys are broken\n  start_ms: 301780\n  end_ms: 302780\n- text: There's noise approaching\n  start_ms: 302780\n  end_ms: 303760\n- text: Not a ghost this troupe has tropes of genocidal notion\n  start_ms: 303760\n  end_ms: 306540\n- text: Remote controller\n  start_ms: 306540\n  end_ms: 307430\n- text: Push your buttons\n  start_ms: 307430\n  end_ms: 308040\n- text: Feeling desperation\n  start_ms: 308040\n  end_ms: 309380\n- text: Sort of violent\n  start_ms: 309380\n  end_ms: 310150\n- text: Auto pilot\n  start_ms: 310150\n  end_ms: 310790\n- text: To your final destination\n  start_ms: 310790\n  end_ms: 312490\n- text: It's another enhancer\n  start_ms: 312490\n  end_ms: 313430\n- text: You don't want to see me with the hands sir\n  start_ms: 313430\n  end_ms: 314960\n- text: My street cred there\n  start_ms: 314960\n  end_ms: 315700\n- text: It's clear, I don't care\n  start_ms: 315700\n  end_ms: 316570\n- text: Did all of my dirt off camera\n  start_ms: 316570\n  end_ms: 318080\n- text: Hit a lick with the clique\n  start_ms: 318080\n  end_ms: 318510\n- text: We tarantulas\n  start_ms: 318510\n  end_ms: 319170\n- text: Hit my line better speak\n  start_ms: 319170\n  end_ms: 320000\n- text: With some manners\n  start_ms: 320000\n  end_ms: 320850\n- text: Could be holding your kids for ransom\n  start_ms: 320850\n  end_ms: 321940\n- text: One false move\n  start_ms: 321940\n  end_ms: 322560\n- text: Pakunoda will blam 'em\n  start_ms: 322560\n  end_ms: 323570\n- text: We the phantom\n  start_ms: 323570\n  end_ms: 324370\n- text: We don't fade rookies\n  start_ms: 324370\n  end_ms: 325140\n- text: Seem like I don't do shit\n  start_ms: 325140\n  end_ms: 325770\n- text: But hey lookie\n  start_ms: 325770\n  end_ms: 326580\n- text: Y'all seen how I had the primate shooky\n  start_ms: 326580\n  end_ms: 328080\n- text: Smoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie\n  start_ms: 328080\n  end_ms: 329330\n- text: Up in New York City\n  start_ms: 329330\n  end_ms: 330130\n- text: No A Boogie\n  start_ms: 330130\n  end_ms: 330780\n- text: At 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pain\n[01:43.37] Back for keeps\n[01:44.08] Wait? 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don't wanna make 'em bleed\n[02:19.92] But I'm all about the money\n[02:20.73] I've been living in the greed\n[02:21.65] I don't do refunds\n[02:22.40] Double machine gun\n[02:23.01] Loaded and cocked\n[02:23.64] So don't give me a reason\n[02:24.40] To mow you down\n[02:25.14] Like tall grass\n[02:25.62] Better fall back\n[02:26.57] I ain't all cap\n[02:27.21] So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n[02:28.73] I'm like a soda\n[02:29.42] They 'bout to get pop\n[02:30.43] Phantom Troupe\n[02:31.51] Coming in and we wage war\n[02:33.24] Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n[02:36.38] Scared of spiders in your house\n[02:37.70] Then we raid yours\n[02:39.18] Run on one of us?\n[02:40.38] That's what a gang's for\n[02:41.95] Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n[02:44.84] Who oppose us\n[02:46.19] Hunters taking low blows\n[02:48.04] Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n[02:50.81] And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n[02:53.39] Dudes a beast\n[02:54.15] Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n[02:55.72] They're food to me\n[02:57.02] Biting off a bit, parfait\n[02:58.84] Mushroom cloud\n[02:59.88] Got him soiling\n[03:00.54] Shiitake\n[03:01.58] Wild guy with the style\n[03:02.94] Fur mink\n[03:03.84] Archaic\n[03:04.79] The brute is in\n[03:05.69] It's Uvogin\n[03:06.45] The cruelest crew of fugitives\n[03:07.84] Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n[03:09.61] Do it super quick\n[03:10.83] Try and reach my level\n[03:11.96] You might settle for a booster seat\n[03:13.65] Deadin those who cross me\n[03:14.65] Like their body's on a crucifix\n[03:16.20] Y'all are buggin\n[03:17.06] So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n[03:19.60] I put a pest aside\n[03:20.89] If he keeps tryna mess with I\n[03:22.46] You catchin' fists\n[03:23.18] Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n[03:25.47] My music hits\n[03:26.12] I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n[03:28.12] I got bars\n[03:29.17] That's my conjurer ability\n[03:30.96] Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n[03:34.04] I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n[03:36.56] When I put more holes in ya\n[03:38.11] Than any of my people see\n[03:39.76] Scanning through your recollection\n[03:41.18] While I'm loading ammunition\n[03:42.66] Got the truth no contradiction\n[03:43.85] I don't need your damn permission\n[03:45.53] Six shots for your dome no reload\n[03:47.04] I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n[03:48.30] Down low posted up no joke\n[03:49.78] And I got you in the scope\n[03:50.44] Ask Chrollo, he know\n[03:51.29] HP to take your HP\n[03:52.93] No matter what the page reads\n[03:54.38] I'm setting my own stage\n[03:55.51] There is no way that you can break me\n[03:57.26] I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n[03:58.65] Your situation is dire\n[04:00.06] You seen the legs\n[04:00.72] But I'm the arm of the spider\n[04:02.85] Soon as I copy\n[04:04.23] Most likely I'll catch a body\n[04:05.82] Turn 'em to zombies\n[04:06.94] Perfect artist\n[04:07.70] I'm never sloppy\n[04:08.60] Don't be surprised\n[04:09.61] You see the eye\n[04:10.42] I'm always watching\n[04:11.63] Making hard copies\n[04:12.59] Like papers in a teachers office\n[04:14.58] Never let the left know what the right is doing\n[04:16.77] In this case\n[04:17.85] Your death is what I'm construing\n[04:19.90] Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n[04:23.04] Bodies in the gallery\n[04:24.34] You just another addition\n[04:26.06] He, she, them\n[04:27.19] I don't really care\n[04:27.58] I just came to represent\n[04:28.31] From the bottom of the pent\n[04:29.09] Tryna to rise to the ascent\n[04:29.66] Number five in the fam\n[04:30.54] Number four in the troupe\n[04:31.29] Got a lot of things to prove\n[04:31.99] Skip third\n[04:32.13] I'll be two\n[04:32.71] My intel tells me that it'll be true\n[04:33.86] Then break, slice\n[04:34.99] And sever the rules\n[04:35.77] Killua, yes I am coming for you\n[04:37.29] I don't do it for the money\n[04:38.54] I don't do it for the fame\n[04:39.91] Villains steady paper chasing\n[04:41.31] Leave 'em winded\n[04:42.19] Die in vain\n[04:42.81] Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\n[04:45.72] Is it a party with voodoo paper dolls or snake poisoning?\n[04:48.51] Find a victim I can prick the nape of\n[04:50.83] That does the trick\n[04:51.55] It's danger when I flip the switch\n[04:52.80] It's game on\n[04:53.42] Bats just need a signal maker\n[04:55.02] Manipulate\n[04:55.95] Puppeteering\n[04:56.82] Pups are tearing up\n[04:57.67] I fit the plug\n[04:58.50] The current courses through them like a river does\n[05:00.79] I played too roughly\n[05:01.75] Now my toys are broken\n[05:02.78] There's noise approaching\n[05:03.79] Not a ghost this troupe has tropes of genocidal notion\n[05:06.56] Remote controller\n[05:07.44] Push your buttons\n[05:08.04] Feeling desperation\n[05:09.35] Sort of violent\n[05:10.14] Auto pilot\n[05:10.78] To your final destination\n[05:12.45] It's another enhancer\n[05:13.41] You don't want to see me with the hands sir\n[05:14.97] My street cred there\n[05:15.72] It's clear, I don't care\n[05:16.52] Did all of my dirt off camera\n[05:18.04] Hit a lick with the clique\n[05:18.56] We tarantulas\n[05:19.17] Hit my line better speak\n[05:20.09] With some manners\n[05:20.88] Could be holding your kids for ransom\n[05:21.92] One false move\n[05:22.53] Pakunoda will blam 'em\n[05:23.58] We the phantom\n[05:24.38] We don't fade rookies\n[05:25.10] Seem like I don't do shit\n[05:25.70] But hey lookie\n[05:26.57] Y'all seen how I had the primate shooky\n[05:28.03] Smoove turned his ass to a bape hoodie\n[05:29.36] Up in New York City\n[05:30.12] No A Boogie\n[05:30.75] At the auction I'm planning to take goodies\n[05:32.25] Like a bully\n[05:33.08] These kids try me like they gon' kill me\n[05:34.47] Don't push me\n[05:35.66] Phantom Troupe\n[05:36.57] Coming in and we wage war\n[05:38.46] Whether 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Better fall back\n  I ain't all cap\n  So you better go bring in the blinky to mop\n  I'm like a soda\n  They 'bout to get pop\n\n  Phantom Troupe\n  Coming in and we wage war\n  Whether treasure or your life we gon' take more\n  Scared of spiders in your house\n  Then we raid yours\n  Run on one of us?\n  That's what a gang's for\n\n  Phantom Troupe coming in to control those\n  Who oppose us\n  Hunters taking low blows\n  Raining down like meteors with Chrollo\n  And you know we're about to steal the whole show\n\n  Dudes a beast\n  Fighting dog, bitch Shar Pei\n  They're food to me\n  Biting off a bit, parfait\n  Mushroom cloud\n  Got him soiling\n  Shiitake\n  Wild guy with the style\n  Fur mink\n  Archaic\n\n  The brute is in\n  It's Uvogin\n  The cruelest crew of fugitives\n  Dispatching any enemy in seconds\n  Do it super quick\n  Try and reach my level\n  You might settle for a booster seat\n  Deadin those who cross me\n  Like their body's on a crucifix\n\n  Y'all are buggin\n  So I best get to spraying shots like pesticide\n  I put a pest aside\n  If he keeps tryna mess with I\n  You catchin' fists\n  Don't need no straps to make you catch a round\n  My music hits\n  I ain't just talking about my cantabile\n\n  I got bars\n  That's my conjurer ability\n  Bonolenov is my name and you ain't getting rid of me\n  I'm the guy who's known to trigger trypophobia\n  When I put more holes in ya\n  Than any of my people see\n\n  Scanning through your recollection\n  While I'm loading ammunition\n  Got the truth no contradiction\n  I don't need your damn permission\n  Six shots for your dome no reload\n  I'ma tap your banks for a repo\n  Down low posted up no joke\n  And I got you in the scope\n  Ask Chrollo, he know\n\n  HP to take your HP\n  No matter what the page reads\n  I'm setting my own stage\n  There is no way that you can break me\n  I ain't afraid to pull, fire\n  Your situation is dire\n  You seen the legs\n  But I'm the arm of the spider\n\n  Soon as I copy\n  Most likely I'll catch a body\n  Turn 'em to zombies\n  Perfect artist\n  I'm never sloppy\n  Don't be surprised\n  You see the eye\n  I'm always watching\n  Making hard copies\n  Like papers in a teachers office\n\n  Never let the left know what the right is doing\n  In this case\n  Your death is what I'm construing\n  Let my replica reposition your entire condition\n  Bodies in the gallery\n  You just another addition\n\n  He, she, them\n  I don't really care\n  I just came to represent\n  From the bottom of the pent\n  Tryna to rise to the ascent\n  Number five in the fam\n  Number four in the troupe\n  Got a lot of things to prove\n\n  Skip third\n  I'll be two\n  My intel tells me that it'll be true\n  Then break, slice\n  And sever the rules\n  Killua, yes I am coming for you\n\n  I don't do it for the money\n  I don't do it for the fame\n  Villains steady paper chasing\n  Leave 'em winded\n  Die in vain\n  Veins are struck with confetti when I arrive on the scene\n  Is 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