[{"id":15541857,"name":"Hip-Hop (Main)","trackName":"Hip-Hop (Main)","artistName":"Rakim","albumName":"It's Nothing / Hip-Hop","duration":248.21551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's what it is, uh huh\nNick Wiz, turn my headphones up, man\nUh, uh\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n(Verse 1)\nIts mister word renowned with the best verse\nOne of the illest the streets, from the east to the west, heard\nGet greeted with ghetto gestures like \"yessir\"\nA pre-meditated killer for the way I stretch words\nSome of us love to flow 'til the club close\nAnd some in love with blow for the love of dough\nIn it for fortune and fame, flamboyant for gurls\nThey 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the next level and back shit\nSomething like heroine, crack, mixed\nThe combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\nYeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\nMy brand new vision gives you aneurisms\nMy fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\nWe just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\nSo, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\nEvery verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\nEven on the curb when I'm out of the booth\nMy style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\nAnd my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose, let's go\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n(Verse 3)\nThe boogey-down, the buck-town mic flavor\nI'm in yo' hoods like neighbors\nOperation shut down, 0-60 like \"later\"\nIt's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer\nIn the gut of the beast where they don't dwell\nThe gut of the streets but they don't sell\nI still hold mics and stay so real\nMy flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL\nI change climates like a plane pilot\n'Cause hurricanes and rain violent\nCrack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it, uou out ya' mind if it ain't talent\nAnd keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it\nRaps tsunami, the track's behind me\nCats that try me, the raps too grimey\nI rap a mami in black Armani\nClap with a body and tap punani\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.89] That's what it is, uh huh\n[00:04.18] Nick Wiz, turn my headphones up, man\n[00:06.13] Uh, uh\n[00:07.66] (Hook)\n[00:08.50] Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n[00:12.27] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n[00:15.18] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n[00:18.11] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[00:20.87] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[00:23.30] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[00:26.05] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[00:29.44] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[00:31.45] (Verse 1)\n[00:32.07] Its mister word renowned with the best verse\n[00:34.07] One of the illest the streets, from the east to the west, heard\n[00:36.85] Get greeted with ghetto gestures like \"yessir\"\n[00:39.17] A pre-meditated killer for the way I stretch words\n[00:42.37] Some of us love to flow 'til the club close\n[00:44.98] And some in love with blow for the love of dough\n[00:47.53] In it for fortune and fame, flamboyant for gurls\n[00:50.23] They extorting the game, exploiting the hood\n[00:52.98] Rappers ride for bread while the gossip spread\n[00:55.66] It's only hot 'cause we ride, spotted cops with feds\n[00:58.42] Plus, lots of heads go Pop instead\n[01:00.97] That's the word on the block is, \"Hip-Hop Is Dead\"\n[01:03.52] So consumers quit copping, rappers flip-flopping\n[01:06.37] Artist pimped by they labels like a slave pick cotton\n[01:09.40] Pop Charts killing underground Hip-Hopers\n[01:11.97] While the world still looking for Ra like Bin Laden, let's go\n[01:15.33] (Hook)\n[01:16.66] Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n[01:18.27] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n[01:20.61] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n[01:23.29] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[01:26.03] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[01:28.72] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[01:31.47] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[01:34.82] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[01:36.73] (Verse 2)\n[01:37.34] Me and my dude's the new cool in the game\n[01:39.43] That Old-School feel with the New-School slang\n[01:42.29] The boomerang with the true duke flame\n[01:44.89] Shoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\n[01:47.89] Ghetto galactic, the next level and back shit\n[01:51.06] Something like heroine, crack, mixed\n[01:53.26] The combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\n[01:55.93] Yeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\n[01:58.74] My brand new vision gives you aneurisms\n[02:01.04] My fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\n[02:04.12] We just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\n[02:06.37] So, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\n[02:09.18] Every verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\n[02:12.40] Even on the curb when I'm out of the booth\n[02:14.74] My style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\n[02:17.11] And my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose, let's go\n[02:20.98] (Hook)\n[02:21.46] Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n[02:23.57] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n[02:26.17] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n[02:28.94] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[02:31.70] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[02:34.43] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[02:36.80] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[02:39.62] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[02:42.13] (Verse 3)\n[02:42.74] The boogey-down, the buck-town mic flavor\n[02:45.14] I'm in yo' hoods like neighbors\n[02:47.01] Operation shut down, 0-60 like \"later\"\n[02:50.26] It's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer\n[02:53.18] In the gut of the beast where they don't dwell\n[02:55.86] The gut of the streets but they don't sell\n[02:58.69] I still hold mics and stay so real\n[03:01.37] My flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL\n[03:04.15] I change climates like a plane pilot\n[03:06.38] 'Cause hurricanes and rain violent\n[03:08.54] Crack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it, uou out ya' mind if it ain't talent\n[03:12.52] And keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it\n[03:15.22] Raps tsunami, the track's behind me\n[03:17.88] Cats that try me, the raps too grimey\n[03:19.97] I rap a mami in black Armani\n[03:22.64] Clap with a body and tap punani\n[03:25.56] (Hook)\n[03:26.15] Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n[03:28.74] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n[03:31.50] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n[03:34.26] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[03:37.11] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[03:40.07] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[03:43.03] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[03:45.08] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[03:49.11] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hip-Hop (Main)\n  artist: Rakim\n  album: It's Nothing / Hip-Hop\n  duration_ms: 248216\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: That's what it is, uh huh\n  start_ms: 1890\n  end_ms: 4180\n- text: Nick Wiz, turn my headphones up, man\n  start_ms: 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west, heard\nGet greeted with ghetto gestures like \"yessir\"\nA pre-meditated killer for the way I stretch words\nSome of us love to flow 'til the club close\nAnd some in love with blow for the love of dough\nIn it for fortune and fame, flamboyant for gurls\nThey extorting the game, exploiting the hood\nRappers ride for bread while the gossip spread\nIt's only hot 'cause we ride, spotted cops with feds\nPlus, lots of heads go Pop instead\nThat's the word on the block is, \"Hip-Hop Is Dead\"\nSo consumers quit copping, rappers flip-flopping\nArtist pimped by they labels like a slave pick cotton\nPop Charts killing underground Hip-Hopers\nWhile the world still looking for Ra like Bin Laden, let's go\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n(Verse 2)\nMe and my dude's the new cool in the game\nThat Old-School feel with the New-School slang\nThe boomerang with the true duke flame\nShoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\nGhetto galactic, the next level and back shit\nSomething like heroine, crack, mixed\nThe combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\nYeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\nMy brand new vision gives you aneurisms\nMy fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\nWe just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\nSo, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\nEvery verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\nEven on the curb when I'm out of the booth\nMy style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\nAnd my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose, let's go\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she 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It's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer\n  In the gut of the beast where they don't dwell\n  The gut of the streets but they don't sell\n  I still hold mics and stay so real\n  My flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL\n  I change climates like a plane pilot\n  'Cause hurricanes and rain violent\n  Crack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it, uou out ya' mind if it ain't talent\n  And keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it\n  Raps tsunami, the track's behind me\n  Cats that try me, the raps too grimey\n  I rap a mami in black Armani\n  Clap with a body and tap punani\n\n  (Hook)\n  Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n  Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n  Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n  Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n  Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n  Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n  They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n  Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n"},{"id":20821667,"name":"Hip Hop","trackName":"Hip 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anthem\n[02:28.94] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[02:31.70] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[02:34.43] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[02:36.80] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[02:39.62] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[02:42.13] (Verse 3)\n[02:42.74] The boogey-down, the buck-town mic flavor\n[02:45.14] I'm in yo' hoods like neighbors\n[02:47.01] Operation shut down, 0-60 like \"later\"\n[02:50.26] It's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer\n[02:53.18] In the gut of the beast where they don't dwell\n[02:55.86] The gut of the streets but they don't sell\n[02:58.69] I still hold mics and stay so real\n[03:01.37] My flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL\n[03:04.15] I change climates like a plane pilot\n[03:06.38] 'Cause hurricanes and rain violent\n[03:08.54] Crack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it, uou out ya' mind if it ain't talent\n[03:12.52] And keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it\n[03:15.22] Raps tsunami, the track's 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Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n  Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n  Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n  They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n  Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n  (Verse 2)\n  Me and my dude's the new cool in the game\n  That Old-School feel with the New-School slang\n  The boomerang with the true duke flame\n  Shoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\n  Ghetto galactic, the next level and back shit\n  Something like heroine, crack, mixed\n  The combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\n  Yeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\n  My brand new vision gives you aneurisms\n  My fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\n  We just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\n  So, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\n  Every verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\n  Even on the curb when I'm out of the booth\n  My style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\n  And my flow 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up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n(Verse 2)\nMe and my dude's the new cool in the game\nThat Old-School feel with the New-School slang\nThe boomerang with the true duke flame\nShoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\nGhetto galactic, the next level and back shit\nSomething like heroine, crack, mixed\nThe combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\nYeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\nMy brand new vision gives you aneurisms\nMy fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\nWe just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\nSo, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\nEvery verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\nEven on the curb when I'm out of the booth\nMy style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\nAnd my flow 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too grimey\nI rap a mami in black Armani\nClap with a body and tap punani\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man come","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.89] That's what it is, uh huh\n[00:04.18] Nick Wiz, turn my headphones up, man\n[00:06.13] Uh, uh\n[00:07.66] (Hook)\n[00:08.50] Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n[00:12.27] Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n[00:15.18] Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n[00:18.11] Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n[00:20.87] Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n[00:23.30] Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n[00:26.05] They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n[00:29.44] Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n[00:31.45] (Verse 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flame\nShoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\nGhetto galactic, the next level and back shit\nSomething like heroine, crack, mixed\nThe combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\nYeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\nMy brand new vision gives you aneurisms\nMy fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\nWe just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\nSo, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\nEvery verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\nEven on the curb when I'm out of the booth\nMy style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\nAnd my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose, let's go\n\n(Hook)\nAyo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\nReminisce when this drop, get amped up\nAny hit that's this hot is an anthem\nDo ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\nLyricist that spit pop get stamped up\nHit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\nThey fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\nPut yo' hands up, here ya' man 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Some of us love to flow 'til the club close\n  And some in love with blow for the love of dough\n  In it for fortune and fame, flamboyant for gurls\n  They extorting the game, exploiting the hood\n  Rappers ride for bread while the gossip spread\n  It's only hot 'cause we ride, spotted cops with feds\n  Plus, lots of heads go Pop instead\n  That's the word on the block is, \"Hip-Hop Is Dead\"\n  So consumers quit copping, rappers flip-flopping\n  Artist pimped by they labels like a slave pick cotton\n  Pop Charts killing underground Hip-Hopers\n  While the world still looking for Ra like Bin Laden, let's go\n\n  (Hook)\n  Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n  Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n  Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n  Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n  Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n  Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n  They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n  Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n  (Verse 2)\n  Me and my dude's the new cool in the game\n  That Old-School feel with the New-School slang\n  The boomerang with the true duke flame\n  Shoot through yo' brain like smoking poom-shoong-pang\n  Ghetto galactic, the next level and back shit\n  Something like heroine, crack, mixed\n  The combination of Mike and Lebron, the life of a don\n  Yeah, just give the God the mic and it's on\n  My brand new vision gives you aneurisms\n  My fans'll listen, see my words like its camera's in 'em\n  We just anxious to bust like a new fo'-pound\n  So, the hood is reacquainted to the New York sound\n  Every verse is a mountain of proof, a man of my words\n  Even on the curb when I'm out of the booth\n  My style's the truth, unlimited amounts to produce\n  And my flow still tight when I'm about to get loose, let's go\n\n  (Hook)\n  Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n  Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n  Any hit that's this hot is an anthem\n  Do ya' dance, love, she need a hand, breh\n  Lyricist that spit pop get stamped up\n  Hit or miss, then flip-flop, them clam up\n  They fearing this to hit blocks and slam clubs\n  Put yo' hands up, here ya' man come\n\n  (Verse 3)\n  The boogey-down, the buck-town mic flavor\n  I'm in yo' hoods like neighbors\n  Operation shut down, 0-60 like \"later\"\n  It's rider, up-town, high-top, nike lacer\n  In the gut of the beast where they don't dwell\n  The gut of the streets but they don't sell\n  I still hold mics and stay so real\n  My flow tight with mo' sight's than AOL\n  I change climates like a plane pilot\n  'Cause hurricanes and rain violent\n  Crack yo' skull, snatch yo' brain out it, uou out ya' mind if it ain't talent\n  And keep it out yo' rhymes if you ain't bought it\n  Raps tsunami, the track's behind me\n  Cats that try me, the raps too grimey\n  I rap a mami in black Armani\n  Clap with a body and tap punani\n\n  (Hook)\n  Ayo, if you miss Hip-Hop, then stand up\n  Reminisce when this drop, get amped up\n  Any hit that's this 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Or an eternalist?\nI'm about to flow, long as I can possibly go\nKeep ya movin' cause the crowd said so\nDance, cuts rip ya pants\nEric B on the blades, bleedin' to death, call a ambulance\n\nPull out my weapon and start to squeeze\nA magnum as a microphone, murderin' emcees\nLet's quote, a rhyme from a record I wrote\n(Follow the leader) Yeah dope\n'Cause everytime I stop it seems ya stuck\nSoon as ya try to step off ya self-destruct\nI came to overcome before I'm gone\nBy showin' and provin' and lettin' knowledge be born\n\nThen after that I'll live forever, you disagree?\nYou say never? Then follow me\nFrom century to century you'll remember me\nIn history, not a mystery, or a memory (Rakim)\nGod by nature, mind raised in Asia\nSince you was tricked, I have to raise ya\nFrom the cradle to the grave\nBut remember, you're not a slave\n\n'Cause we was put here to be much more than that\nBut we couldn't see it because our mind was trapped\nBut I'm here to break away the chains, take away the pains\nRemake the brains, rebuild my name\nI guess nobody told you a little knowledge is dangerous\nIt can't be mixed, diluted, it can't be changed or switched\nHere's a lesson if ya guessin' and borrowin'\nHurry hurry, step right up and keep followin'\nThe leader\n\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader, Rakim'll say\nFollow the leader\n\nA furified freestyle, lyrics of fury\nMy third eye make me shine like 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I hear cuts, then I lust to touch\nMicrophones get clutched by the illustrious\nWord spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid\nBorn with three 7's in my head\n\nIn time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this\nTo find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists\nAstrologists, professors from your smartest colleges\nWith knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this\nSome of the things that I know will be in your next bible\nWhen I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo\nWith the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes\nAlign with the stars, I come back to bless the mic\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around\n\n(Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back\nYaknahmean? 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I hear cuts, then I lust to touch\n[01:59.65] Microphones get clutched by the illustrious\n[02:02.14] Word spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid\n[02:05.51] Born with three 7's in my head\n[02:07.33] In time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this\n[02:09.96] To find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists\n[02:12.55] Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges\n[02:15.15] With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this\n[02:17.50] Some of the things that I know will be in your next bible\n[02:20.26] When I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo\n[02:22.70] With the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes\n[02:25.29] Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic\n[02:27.66] I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n[02:30.59] When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n[02:32.88] From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n[02:35.52] And I rock New York City all year around\n[02:38.03] I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n[02:40.68] When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n[02:43.26] From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n[02:45.64] And I rock New York City all year around\n[02:48.36] (Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back\n[02:51.92] Yaknahmean? 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hot\nHopin' I'll open Rakim Allah seminars\nMassage at the bar, smokin' ten-dollar cigars\nWhile I admire MIDI, with more vision than TVs\nI find it easy catchin' diabetes from fly sweeties\nSit back and wait to hear a slammin' track\nRockin' jams, by popular demand, I'm back\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around\n\nIt's on, so you can swerve when it's heard in clubs\nThought patterns displayed on Persian rugs\nEquations are drawn up in paisley form\nMic, it stay warm, my flow is Evian\nDeep as a Nautilus, you stay dipped in Ra's style\nFrom the shores of Long Island to Panama Canal\nIntellect pitches new trends like a clothes designer\nI'm in effect, quicker than medicines in China\n\nSplit the mic open, fill it with somethin' potent to go in\nAnd take a toke then mental planes start floatin'\nHot science is smokin', altitudes cause chokin'\nProduct is hypnotic, you're soakin' and still smokin'\nShowin' better scenes than grams of amphetamines\nPlans to scheme, means I'll forever fiend\nLong as the mic is loud and the volume's pumpin'\nI'ma move crowds to 2000 and somethin'\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around (yo)\n\nMy rhymes and lyrics find spirits like a séance\nSince fat crayons, I write and display chaos\nMy plan is damage, the diagram to where the jam is\nI take advantage until the crowd go bananas\nWhat a rush! I hear cuts, then I lust to touch\nMicrophones get clutched by the illustrious\nWord spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid\nBorn with three 7's in my head\n\nIn time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this\nTo find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists\nAstrologists, professors from your smartest colleges\nWith knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this\nSome of the things that I know will be in your next bible\nWhen I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo\nWith the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes\nAlign with the stars, I come back to bless the mic\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around\n\nI control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\nWhen it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\nFrom town to town, until it's world-renowned\nAnd I rock New York City all year around\n\n(Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back\nYaknahmean? 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I hear cuts, then I lust to touch\n[01:59.65] Microphones get clutched by the illustrious\n[02:02.14] Word spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid\n[02:05.51] Born with three 7's in my head\n[02:07.33] In time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this\n[02:09.96] To find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists\n[02:12.55] Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges\n[02:15.15] With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this\n[02:17.50] Some of the things that I know will be in your next bible\n[02:20.26] When I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo\n[02:22.70] With the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes\n[02:25.29] Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic\n[02:27.66] I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n[02:30.59] When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n[02:32.88] From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n[02:35.52] And I rock New York City all year around\n[02:38.03] I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n[02:40.68] When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n[02:43.26] From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n[02:45.64] And I rock New York City all year around\n[02:48.36] (Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back\n[02:51.92] Yaknahmean? 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I hear cuts, then I lust to touch\n  Microphones get clutched by the illustrious\n  Word spread, I inherited many ways to say the unsaid\n  Born with three 7's in my head\n\n  In time, no one can seem to blow your mind as far as this\n  To find, you'll need philosophers and anthropologists\n  Astrologists, professors from your smartest colleges\n  With knowledge of scholarships, when Ra be droppin' this\n  Some of the things that I know will be in your next bible\n  When I die, go bury me and my notebook in Cairo\n  With the great God from Egypt, manifest, was writin' rhymes\n  Align with the stars, I come back to bless the mic\n\n  I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n  When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n  From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n  And I rock New York City all year around\n\n  I control the crowd, you know Ra hold it down\n  When it drop, you know it's jiggy when you hear the sound\n  From town to town, until it's world-renowned\n  And I rock New York City all year around\n\n  (Once again, back is the incredible) word up, Rakim Allah the Microphone Fiend is back\n  Yaknahmean? 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niggas)\n[01:18.64] (So all hail the ho-ho-honorable)\n[01:20.76] How about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure\n[01:23.55] Broads on the floor, wall to wall\n[01:25.94] There's more at the door, players ball to score\n[01:28.60] 'Cause this right here is for all of y'all\n[01:30.96] Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro\n[01:33.51] You go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo\n[01:36.27] And DJs play hits with hard bass kicks\n[01:38.83] And then they display tricks like The Matrix\n[01:41.28] Make the record fly undetected by the naked eye\n[01:43.61] So just feel the vibe cause your ears never lie\n[01:46.14] Nowadays DJs bags of tricks, graphic\n[01:48.72] On some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it\n[01:51.21] Classic, this kid got his craft mastered\n[01:53.76] Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic\n[01:56.06] Spin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is\n[02:00.95] There it is\n[02:01.51] (Hardcore, real ill niggas)\n[02:04.17] (I'm 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(*repeat 7X*)\n\nR: Rugged and rough that's how I do it\nA: Allah who I praise to the fullest\nK: Keep it moving,\nI: Stand alone\nM: It's my crown, my world, my throne\n\nAiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax\nThe arm in that, you show me where the party's at\nSeminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs\nBroads and cats screaming \"Oh my God he's back\"\nJust imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'\nA thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns\nChicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms\nKnown to spit a magnum, or split an atom\nWho woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto\nOn that level, and that thorough, like a black hero\nAnd pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal\nThe pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world\nGettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all\nThe crib or the park, play it when you get in the car\nChill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar\nGet with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb\n\nUh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls\nAnd learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll\nThink like the late great Capone when the bank is closed\nIt's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold\nI'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up\nNiggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up\nPut the strap up, you think my name was \"Kid back up\"\nBig niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up\nRaised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists\nAnd convicts, killers and dons\nDrug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers\nStick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods\nHaunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf\nClose by every spirit, that never made it to birth\nSince the Moon separated from Earth\nThat's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse\nIt's the\n\nAy yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs\nTo a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that\nPoet for rap, wrote backs that most slack\nThat know rap before they turned coke to crack\nTo my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms\nOutcome die in wars or behind iron bars\nThe boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve\nTry and rob, my dialogue, I am God\nChicks moan just to get next to my throne\nAnd sniff my cologne and get Ra alone\nSex spot's at home, I'm testosterone\nCaress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone\nHit the floor, it's hot for 2003\nHit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me\nRest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream\nBis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the\n\n- 6X","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.03] Ra! 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(*repeat 7X*)\n\n  R: Rugged and rough that's how I do it\n  A: Allah who I praise to the fullest\n  K: Keep it moving,\n  I: Stand alone\n  M: It's my crown, my world, my throne\n\n  Aiyyo when Rakim Allah attack, it's a wrap y'all relax\n  The arm in that, you show me where the party's at\n  Seminars and tracks, hors, comas, and cardiacs\n  Broads and cats screaming \"Oh my God he's back\"\n  Just imagine, I hit the lab and get it crackin'\n  A thousand styles in one verse, rhythms will switch patterns\n  Chicks get stabbed in the back, till they get spasms\n  Known to spit a magnum, or split an atom\n  Who woulda known that Jesus would come back to the ghetto\n  On that level, and that thorough, like a black hero\n  And pack metal, so rap rebels, will back pedal\n  The pharaoh of five boroughs, and take over the rap world\n  Gettin' bizarre, hardcore, this is for y'all\n  The crib or the park, play it when you get in the car\n  Chill at the bar, sip somethin' or split a cigar\n  Get with your dogs, don't be alarmed, this kid is the bomb\n\n  Uh, yeah yo, I used to paint this flow, on ancient scrolls\n  And learn ta, make this dough, where gangstas roll\n  Think like the late great Capone when the bank is closed\n  It's cats that claim they bold, but they ain't this cold\n  I'm from New York City even pretty chicks act up\n  Niggas get clapped up, you stack up, they stick that up\n  Put the strap up, you think my name was \"Kid back up\"\n  Big niggas (spittin' noise) pick that up, or lift that up\n  Raised by gangstas and gamblers, hustlers, con artists\n  And convicts, killers and dons\n  Drug dealers, playas and pimps, smooth talkers\n  Stick up kids, thugs, real niggas and gods\n  Haunted by every soul that lay dead in the turf\n  Close by every spirit, that never made it to birth\n  Since the Moon separated from Earth\n  That's why they say I'm the greatest that ever orchestrated a verse\n  It's the\n\n  Ay yo, we toast to that, it's the cat that broke backs\n  To a soul slap, a smoke a track, how dope is that\n  Poet for rap, wrote backs that most slack\n  That know rap before they turned coke to crack\n  To my dogs hearin' sirens on and firearms\n  Outcome die in wars or behind iron bars\n  The boulevard, tire frauds when I evolve\n  Try and rob, my dialogue, I am God\n  Chicks moan just to get next to my throne\n  And sniff my cologne and get Ra alone\n  Sex spot's at home, I'm testosterone\n  Caress spots, stress drops, bedrock's the bone\n  Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003\n  Hit's galore, who rock a style as wild as me\n  Rest assure, when I rock dance crowds and scream\n  Bis-Mi-Allah A-Rahman A-Rahim it's the\n\n  - 6X\n"},{"id":27982013,"name":"When I Be On the Mic","trackName":"When I Be On the Mic","artistName":"Rakim","albumName":"Chilled Hip Hop","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(I'm internationally known)\n(When I be on the mic)\n\n(Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n(I'm internationally known, yo)\n\n(Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n(I'm internationally known)\n(When I be on the mic)\n\n(Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n(So all hail the honorable)\n\nIt's to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters\nDough getters, fifty ways to make figures\nMy niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters\nLike they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas\nWhen it's ugly, then the club is lovely\nThugs be sipping Henessey and bubbly\nTo my comrades that keep it flaming hot\nOn dangerous blocks, claiming spots\nWhere the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers\nForty-five holders, one of the high rollers\nGet respect in the hood, credit is good\nKnock it down lumberjack style, baby, extra wood\nRock it all night long, the bang-a-thon baby\nKeep hanging on, we like it with the lights on\nDon't have to blow twenty thou' to get to know honey's style\nShow her the town, steal her heart, no money down\n\nHow about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure\nBroads on the floor, wall to wall\nThere's more at the door, players ball to score\n'Cause this right here is for all of y'all\nRakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro\nYou go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo\nAnd deejays play hits with hard bass kicks\nAnd then they display tricks like The Matrix\nMake the record fly undetected by the naked eye\nSo just feel the vibe 'cause your ears never lie\nNowadays deejays bags of tricks, graphic\nOn some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it\nClassic, this kid got his craft mastered\nHands is mad quick like he mix with magic\nSpin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is...\nThere it is\n\nTo my elite peeps with the murderous mystiques\nI hit the streets with beats and they critique for weeks\nThey be like \"How that kid Ra reach the peak?\"\nPull out the heat and use my technique to speak\nIt's dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids\nWhat part of the game this is and foreign languages\nThey hold Ra's events in different continents\nPut my lyrical contents in monuments\nIn ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh\nMind travel, design style like apparel\nMy fashions last long as a lifetime\nCause I can see the future when the god write rhymes\nThey're mad cause I managed to reign so long\nLike their chance to make money done came and gone\nThis is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night\nAnd the sisters that be keeping this right, when I be on the mic","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: When I Be On the Mic\n  artist: Rakim\n  album: Chilled Hip Hop\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (I'm internationally known)\n  (When I be on the mic)\n\n  (Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n  (I'm internationally known, yo)\n\n  (Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n  (I'm internationally known)\n  (When I be on the mic)\n\n  (Hardcore... real ill niggas)\n  (So all hail the honorable)\n\n  It's to my real ill niggas, heavyweight hitters\n  Dough getters, fifty ways to make figures\n  My niggas, that come on the spot to feel sisters\n  Like they hear real spitters and kids on the zigga-ziggas\n  When it's ugly, then the club is lovely\n  Thugs be sipping Henessey and bubbly\n  To my comrades that keep it flaming hot\n  On dangerous blocks, claiming spots\n  Where the goal is to be one of the top-ranked soldiers\n  Forty-five holders, one of the high rollers\n  Get respect in the hood, credit is good\n  Knock it down lumberjack style, baby, extra wood\n  Rock it all night long, the bang-a-thon baby\n  Keep hanging on, we like it with the lights on\n  Don't have to blow twenty thou' to get to know honey's style\n  Show her the town, steal her heart, no money down\n\n  How about some hardcore, yeah we like it raw for sure\n  Broads on the floor, wall to wall\n  There's more at the door, players ball to score\n  'Cause this right here is for all of y'all\n  Rakim and Primo, yo I got what you need bro\n  You go see a show, smoke an L, mean yo\n  And deejays play hits with hard bass kicks\n  And then they display tricks like The Matrix\n  Make the record fly undetected by the naked eye\n  So just feel the vibe 'cause your ears never lie\n  Nowadays deejays bags of tricks, graphic\n  On some behind the back shit, catch it and scratch it\n  Classic, this kid got his craft mastered\n  Hands is mad quick like he mix with magic\n  Spin it back and forth and grab it, and know just where it is...\n  There it is\n\n  To my elite peeps with the murderous mystiques\n  I hit the streets with beats and they critique for weeks\n  They be like \"How that kid Ra reach the peak?\"\n  Pull out the heat and use my technique to speak\n  It's dangerous, sit calm and explain to kids\n  What part of the game this is and foreign languages\n  They hold Ra's events in different continents\n  Put my lyrical contents in monuments\n  In ghetto garments, I rock a towel like a pharaoh\n  Mind travel, design style like apparel\n  My fashions last long as a lifetime\n  Cause I can see the future when the god write rhymes\n  They're mad cause I managed to reign so long\n  Like their chance to make money done came and gone\n  This is strictly for my listeners on the corners at night\n  And the sisters that be keeping this right, when I be on the mic\n"},{"id":30108572,"name":"114. Eric B. & Rakim - Don't Sweat the Technique","trackName":"114. Eric B. & Rakim - Don't Sweat the Technique","artistName":"Eric B. & Rakim","albumName":"500 of the Greatest Hip-Hop","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Don't sweat the technique\n\nDon't sweat the technique\n\nLet's trace the hints and check the file\nLet see who bit to detect the style\nI flip the script so they can't get foul\nAt least not now, it'll take a while\nI change the pace to complete the beat\nI drop the bass 'til MC's get weak\nFor every word they trace, it's a scar they keep\n'Cause when I speak, they freak to sweat the technique\n\nI made my debut in '86\nWit' a melody and a president's mix\nAnd now I stay on target and refuse to miss\nAnd I still make hits with beats\nParties, clubs in the cars and jeeps\nMy underground sound vibrates the streets\nMC's wanna beef then I play for keeps\nWhen they sweat the technique\n\nDon't sweat the technique\n\nThey wanna know how many rhymes have I ripped in rep\nBut researchers never found all the pieces yet\nScientists try to solve the context\nPhilosophers are wondering what's next\nPieces are took to last who observe 'em\nThey couldn't absorb 'em, they didn't deserve 'em\nMy ideas are only for the audience's ears\nFor my opponents, it might take years\n\nPencils and pens are swords\nLetters put together form a key to chords\nI'm also a sculpture born with structure\nBecause of my culture, I'm a rip and destruct the\nDifficult styles that'll be for the technology\nComplete sights and new heights after I get deep\nYou don't have to speak, just seek\nAnd peep the technique\n\nBut don't sweat the technique\n\nI speak indiscreet 'cause talk is cheap\nThen I get deep and the weak then complete their\nPull with a seat, never weak or obsolete\nThey never grow old techniques become antiques\n\nBetter than something brand new 'cause it's radiant\nAnd the wild style'll have much more volume\nClassical too intelligent to be radical\nMasterful, never irrelevant mathematical\n\nHere's some soothing souvenirs for all the years\nThey fought and sought, the thoughts and ideas\nIt's cool when you freak to the beat\nBut don't sweat the technique\n\nDon't sweat the technique\nDon't sweat the technique","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 114. Eric B. & Rakim - Don't Sweat the Technique\n  artist: Eric B. & Rakim\n  album: 500 of the Greatest Hip-Hop\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Don't sweat the technique\n\n  Don't sweat the technique\n\n  Let's trace the hints and check the file\n  Let see who bit to detect the style\n  I flip the script so they can't get foul\n  At least not now, it'll take a while\n  I change the pace to complete the beat\n  I drop the bass 'til MC's get weak\n  For every word they trace, it's a scar they keep\n  'Cause when I speak, they freak to sweat the technique\n\n  I made my debut in '86\n  Wit' a melody and a president's mix\n  And now I stay on target and refuse to miss\n  And I still make hits with beats\n  Parties, clubs in the cars and jeeps\n  My underground sound vibrates the streets\n  MC's wanna beef then I play for keeps\n  When they sweat the technique\n\n  Don't sweat the technique\n\n  They wanna know how many rhymes have I ripped in rep\n  But researchers never found all the pieces yet\n  Scientists try to solve the context\n  Philosophers are wondering what's next\n  Pieces are took to last who observe 'em\n  They couldn't absorb 'em, they didn't deserve 'em\n  My ideas are only for the audience's ears\n  For my opponents, it might take years\n\n  Pencils and pens are swords\n  Letters put together form a key to chords\n  I'm also a sculpture born with structure\n  Because of my culture, I'm a rip and destruct the\n  Difficult styles that'll be for the technology\n  Complete sights and new heights after I get deep\n  You don't have to speak, just seek\n  And peep the technique\n\n  But don't sweat the technique\n\n  I speak indiscreet 'cause talk is cheap\n  Then I get deep and the weak then complete their\n  Pull with a seat, never weak or obsolete\n  They never grow old techniques become antiques\n\n  Better than something brand new 'cause it's radiant\n  And the wild style'll have much more volume\n  Classical too intelligent to be radical\n  Masterful, never irrelevant mathematical\n\n  Here's some soothing souvenirs for all the years\n  They fought and sought, the thoughts and ideas\n  It's cool when you freak to the beat\n  But don't sweat the technique\n\n  Don't sweat the technique\n  Don't sweat the technique\n"},{"id":2198329,"name":"State of Hip Hop (interlude)","trackName":"State of Hip Hop (interlude)","artistName":"Rakim","albumName":"The Master","duration":39.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The state of hip-hop right now man, as far as the way I see it\nUm I think right now, um, hip-hop is advancing as far as skills\nYou got brothers, namsayin', getting like more witty\nBringing out more styles, you got DJ's\nDoing all kind of crazy shit on the turntables\nSo you know hip-hop is definitely advancing\nWe just get, we just get flack because our lyrical content\nBut um, I like I like the way it's going, and I like you namsayin\nThe creative process brothers that is tryin' to take it to right now\nYou nah mean","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: State of Hip Hop (interlude)\n  artist: Rakim\n  album: The Master\n  duration_ms: 39000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The state of hip-hop right now man, as far as the way I see it\n  Um I think right now, um, hip-hop is advancing as far as skills\n  You got brothers, namsayin', getting like more witty\n  Bringing out more styles, you got DJ's\n  Doing all kind of crazy shit on the turntables\n  So you know hip-hop is definitely advancing\n  We just get, we just get flack because our lyrical content\n  But um, I like I like the way it's going, and I like you namsayin\n  The creative process brothers that is tryin' to take it to right now\n  You nah mean\n"}]