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What could I say?\nTo put it light, the glass shifted, now it talk when I touch it\nCatching fish just to toss 'em in buckets\nBut fuck it, borderline borderline\nCounting up your illnesses\nCount your friendships, bet a thousand bucks will kill them shits\nBig money, holding more scars than you can rip from me\nSleeping on your couch and shit, dreaming of a thousand bricks\nWe gold mining, binding dust and trampled diamonds\nWe never learned to rap, but mastered pantomiming\nTalking with hands, I let it bark at your mans\nWorldstar Hip Hop: we'll spark a demand\nI'm sick of this sickness\nIf it's beef, I'll let it sleep\nIt's 2019, last year is dead to me\nYeah, I'm from the sleepy city, I don't ever wake up\nAlways on borrowed time, boy you better pay up\nFrom the land of the cheats, put the roaches in the water\nWhere there's sharks in the dunk tank, vultures in the foyer\nI don't fear death, bring it near, dress it all in white\nAlways near death, never clear, press the autumn night\nIt's never questions for an answer, it's another chance to talk\nChop me up like I'm fucking slamming Wok\nWhat's the ruckus?\nPut some shit down you can fuck with\nYour favorite rapper's just a clown with a budget\nCircus act, see me kicking nervous raps, stuttering\nThis room's too clean, I had to let some clutter in\nNo biscuit for the buttering, I'm muttering curses\nThere's weirdos on the internet that fuck with my verses\n\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nShit, they just like me\n\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nShit, they just like me\nWho wanna join my cult?\nHey\nWho wanna join my cult?\n\n-What'd you guys think?","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.59] One time, one time for your man\n[00:09.27] One time, one time for your man in the back\n[00:12.46] One time, one time\n[00:18.34] One time, one time for your man\n[00:21.51] One time, one time for your man in the back\n[00:24.37] One time, one time for your man\n[00:29.81] She told me when she smoke, \"It's like she chewin' on candy\"\n[00:32.92] Little globes in her mouth, I let her swallow my galaxy\n[00:35.84] Digest suspect, puffing, I'm dodging chemicals\n[00:39.04] I used to drop Lucy by the pond and talk to minerals\n[00:42.11] Breathe the dirt, decrepit, even the shoulders of my demons hurt\n[00:44.95] Dripping self-loathing, let it splatter on my jeans and shirt\n[00:48.08] I touched the Earth for the very first time\n[00:50.53] I flew a very long way, shit. What could I say?\n[00:53.76] To put it light, the glass shifted, now it talk when I touch it\n[00:57.05] Catching fish just to toss 'em in buckets\n[00:59.49] But fuck it, borderline borderline\n[01:01.12] Counting up your illnesses\n[01:03.06] Count your friendships, bet a thousand bucks will kill them shits\n[01:05.87] Big money, holding more scars than you can rip from me\n[01:08.95] Sleeping on your couch and shit, dreaming of a thousand bricks\n[01:12.16] We gold mining, binding dust and trampled diamonds\n[01:15.10] We never learned to rap, but mastered pantomiming\n[01:18.67] Talking with hands, I let it bark at your mans\n[01:21.83] Worldstar Hip Hop: we'll spark a demand\n[01:24.90] I'm sick of this sickness\n[01:26.07] If it's beef, I'll let it sleep\n[01:27.65] It's 2019, last year is dead to me\n[01:29.22] Yeah, I'm from the sleepy city, I don't ever wake up\n[01:32.10] Always on borrowed time, boy you better pay up\n[01:35.55] From the land of the cheats, put the roaches in the water\n[01:38.71] Where there's sharks in the dunk tank, vultures in the foyer\n[01:41.47] I don't fear death, bring it near, dress it all in white\n[01:44.31] Always near death, never clear, press the autumn night\n[01:47.46] It's never questions for an answer, it's another chance to talk\n[01:51.78] Chop me up like I'm fucking slamming Wok\n[01:54.09] What's the ruckus?\n[01:55.27] Put some shit down you can fuck with\n[01:57.10] Your favorite rapper's just a clown with a budget\n[02:00.13] Circus act, see me kicking nervous raps, stuttering\n[02:03.21] This room's too clean, I had to let some clutter in\n[02:06.41] No biscuit for the buttering, I'm muttering curses\n[02:08.79] There's weirdos on the internet that fuck with my verses\n[02:12.00] Shit, they just like me\n[02:13.55] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:15.05] Shit, they just like me\n[02:16.75] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:18.45] Shit, they just like me\n[02:19.58] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:21.02] Shit, they just like me\n[02:32.72] Shit, they just like me\n[02:33.94] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:35.89] Shit, they just like me\n[02:37.13] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:38.80] Shit, they just like me\n[02:40.32] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:41.53] Hey\n[02:42.68] Who wanna join my cult?\n[03:32.77] -What'd you guys think?\n[03:36.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cult\n  artist: Rav\n  album: New Moon\n  duration_ms: 221553\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 6590\n  end_ms: 9270\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 9270\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: One time, one time\n  start_ms: 12460\n  end_ms: 18340\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 18340\n  end_ms: 21510\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 21510\n  end_ms: 24370\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 24370\n  end_ms: 29810\n- text: She told me when she smoke, \"It's like she chewin' on candy\"\n  start_ms: 29810\n  end_ms: 32920\n- text: Little globes in her mouth, I let her swallow my galaxy\n  start_ms: 32920\n  end_ms: 35840\n- text: Digest suspect, puffing, I'm dodging chemicals\n  start_ms: 35840\n  end_ms: 39040\n- text: I used to drop Lucy by the pond and talk to minerals\n  start_ms: 39040\n  end_ms: 42110\n- text: Breathe the dirt, decrepit, even the shoulders of my demons hurt\n  start_ms: 42110\n  end_ms: 44950\n- text: Dripping self-loathing, let it splatter on my jeans and shirt\n  start_ms: 44950\n  end_ms: 48080\n- text: I touched the Earth for the very first time\n  start_ms: 48080\n  end_ms: 50530\n- text: I flew a very long way, shit. 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What could I say?\n[00:53.43] To put it light, the glass shifted, now it talk when I touch it\n[00:56.73] Catching fish just to toss 'em in buckets\n[00:59.34] But fuck it, borderline borderline\n[01:01.20] Counting up your illnesses\n[01:02.80] Count your friendships, bet a thousand bucks will kill them shits\n[01:05.91] Big money, holding more scars than you can rip from me\n[01:08.72] Sleeping on your couch and shit, dreaming of a thousand bricks\n[01:12.13] We gold mining, binding dust and trampled diamonds\n[01:14.99] We never learned to rap, but mastered pantomiming\n[01:17.98] Talking with hands, I let it bark at your mans\n[01:20.88] Worldstar Hip Hop: we'll spark a demand\n[01:23.66] I'm sick of this sickness\n[01:25.10] If it's beef, I'll let it sleep\n[01:26.54] It's 2019, last year is dead to me\n[01:29.44] Yeah, I'm from the sleepy city, I don't ever wake up\n[01:32.36] Always on borrowed time, boy you better pay up\n[01:35.60] From the land of the cheats, put the roaches in the water\n[01:38.38] Where there's sharks in the dunk tank, vultures in the foyer\n[01:41.61] I don't fear death, bring it near, dress it all in white\n[01:44.60] Always near death, never clear, press the autumn night\n[01:47.26] It's never questions for an answer, it's another chance to talk\n[01:50.94] Chop me up like I'm fucking slamming Wok\n[01:53.70] What's the ruckus?\n[01:54.69] Put some shit down you can fuck with\n[01:56.94] Your favorite rapper's just a clown with a budget\n[01:59.70] Circus act, see me kicking nervous raps, stuttering\n[02:03.06] This room's too clean, I had to let some clutter in\n[02:05.79] No biscuit for the buttering, I'm muttering curses\n[02:08.78] There's weirdos on the internet that fuck with my verses\n[02:11.49] Shit, they just like me\n[02:13.04] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:14.41] Shit, they just like me\n[02:15.91] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:17.50] Shit, they just like me\n[02:18.82] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:20.43] Shit, they just like me\n[02:32.31] Shit, they just like me\n[02:33.93] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:35.35] Shit, they just like me\n[02:36.81] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:38.42] Shit, they just like me\n[02:39.73] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:41.56] Hey\n[02:42.83] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:47.06] \n[03:31.97] -What'd you guys think?\n[03:33.61] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 'Cult Feat. 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What could I say?\n[00:53.45] To put it light, the glass shifted, now it talk when I touch it\n[00:56.74] Catching fish just to toss 'em in buckets\n[00:59.31] But fuck it, borderline borderline\n[01:01.25] Counting up your illnesses\n[01:02.80] Count your friendships, bet a thousand bucks will kill them shits\n[01:05.98] Big money, holding more scars than you can rip from me\n[01:08.76] Sleeping on your couch and shit, dreaming of a thousand bricks\n[01:12.18] We gold mining, binding dust and trampled diamonds\n[01:14.94] We never learned to rap, but mastered pantomiming\n[01:17.98] Talking with hands, I let it bark at your mans\n[01:20.83] Worldstar Hip Hop: we'll spark a demand\n[01:23.66] I'm sick of this sickness\n[01:25.16] If it's beef, I'll let it sleep\n[01:26.52] It's 2019, last year is dead to me\n[01:29.45] Yeah, I'm from the sleepy city, I don't ever wake up\n[01:32.35] Always on borrowed time, boy you better pay up\n[01:35.54] From the land of the cheats, put the roaches in the water\n[01:38.38] Where there's sharks in the dunk tank, vultures in the foyer\n[01:41.65] I don't fear death, bring it near, dress it all in white\n[01:44.60] Always near death, never clear, press the autumn night\n[01:47.22] It's never questions for an answer, it's another chance to talk\n[01:50.94] Chop me up like I'm fucking slamming Wok\n[01:53.69] What's the ruckus?\n[01:54.65] Put some shit down you can fuck with\n[01:56.94] Your favorite rapper's just a clown with a budget\n[01:59.73] Circus act, see me kicking nervous raps, stuttering\n[02:03.08] This room's too clean, I had to let some clutter in\n[02:05.75] No biscuit for the buttering, I'm muttering curses\n[02:08.76] There's weirdos on the internet that fuck with my verses\n[02:11.47] Shit, they just like me\n[02:13.02] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:14.42] Shit, they just like me\n[02:15.91] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:17.45] Shit, they just like me\n[02:18.87] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:20.43] Shit, they just like me\n[02:32.33] Shit, they just like me\n[02:33.93] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:35.31] Shit, they just like me\n[02:36.88] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:38.42] Shit, they just like me\n[02:39.74] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:41.54] Hey\n[02:42.89] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:47.06] \n[03:31.96] -What'd you guys think?\n[03:33.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cult\n  artist: 'Rav; Kill Bill: The Rapper'\n  album: New Moon\n  duration_ms: 222000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 6230\n  end_ms: 9190\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 9190\n  end_ms: 12150\n- text: One time, one time\n  start_ms: 12150\n  end_ms: 18050\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 18050\n  end_ms: 21110\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 21110\n  end_ms: 24390\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 24390\n  end_ms: 29520\n- text: She told me when she smoke, \"It's like she chewin' on candy\"\n  start_ms: 29520\n  end_ms: 32580\n- text: Little globes in her mouth, I let her swallow my galaxy\n  start_ms: 32580\n  end_ms: 35650\n- text: Digest suspect, puffing, I'm dodging chemicals\n  start_ms: 35650\n  end_ms: 38720\n- text: I used to drop Lucy by the pond and talk to minerals\n  start_ms: 38720\n  end_ms: 41920\n- text: Breathe the dirt, decrepit, even the shoulders of my demons hurt\n  start_ms: 41920\n  end_ms: 44920\n- text: Dripping self-loathing, let it splatter on my jeans and shirt\n  start_ms: 44920\n  end_ms: 48200\n- text: I touched the Earth for the very first time\n  start_ms: 48200\n  end_ms: 50470\n- text: I flew a very long way, shit. 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What could I say?\n[00:53.44] To put it light, the glass shifted, now it talk when I touch it\n[00:56.78] Catching fish just to toss 'em in buckets\n[00:59.32] But fuck it, borderline borderline\n[01:01.25] Counting up your illnesses\n[01:02.86] Count your friendships, bet a thousand bucks will kill them shits\n[01:05.91] Big money, holding more scars than you can rip from me\n[01:08.75] Sleeping on your couch and shit, dreaming of a thousand bricks\n[01:12.15] We gold mining, binding dust and trampled diamonds\n[01:14.93] We never learned to rap, but mastered pantomiming\n[01:17.98] Talking with hands, I let it bark at your mans\n[01:20.85] Worldstar Hip Hop: we'll spark a demand\n[01:23.70] I'm sick of this sickness\n[01:25.12] If it's beef, I'll let it sleep\n[01:26.55] It's 2019, last year is dead to me\n[01:29.48] Yeah, I'm from the sleepy city, I don't ever wake up\n[01:32.35] Always on borrowed time, boy you better pay up\n[01:35.54] From the land of the cheats, put the roaches in the water\n[01:38.33] Where there's sharks in the dunk tank, vultures in the foyer\n[01:41.69] I don't fear death, bring it near, dress it all in white\n[01:44.56] Always near death, never clear, press the autumn night\n[01:47.25] It's never questions for an answer, it's another chance to talk\n[01:50.97] Chop me up like I'm fucking slamming Wok\n[01:53.63] What's the ruckus?\n[01:54.61] Put some shit down you can fuck with\n[01:56.92] Your favorite rapper's just a clown with a budget\n[01:59.74] Circus act, see me kicking nervous raps, stuttering\n[02:03.06] This room's too clean, I had to let some clutter in\n[02:05.72] No biscuit for the buttering, I'm muttering curses\n[02:08.73] There's weirdos on the internet that fuck with my verses\n[02:11.43] Shit, they just like me\n[02:13.01] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:14.48] Shit, they just like me\n[02:15.92] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:17.44] Shit, they just like me\n[02:18.84] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:20.49] Shit, they just like me\n[02:32.36] Shit, they just like me\n[02:33.99] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:35.34] Shit, they just like me\n[02:36.90] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:38.47] Shit, they just like me\n[02:39.79] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:41.59] Hey\n[02:42.81] Who wanna join my cult?\n[02:47.06] \n[03:31.94] -What'd you guys think?\n[03:33.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cult\n  artist: Kill Bill The Rapper & Rav\n  album: New Moon\n  duration_ms: 221547\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 6250\n  end_ms: 9130\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 9130\n  end_ms: 12110\n- text: One time, one time\n  start_ms: 12110\n  end_ms: 18030\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 18030\n  end_ms: 21200\n- text: One time, one time for your man in the back\n  start_ms: 21200\n  end_ms: 24370\n- text: One time, one time for your man\n  start_ms: 24370\n  end_ms: 29550\n- text: She told me when she smoke, \"It's like she chewin' on candy\"\n  start_ms: 29550\n  end_ms: 32540\n- text: Little globes in her mouth, I let her swallow my galaxy\n  start_ms: 32540\n  end_ms: 35610\n- text: Digest suspect, puffing, I'm dodging chemicals\n  start_ms: 35610\n  end_ms: 38750\n- text: I used to drop Lucy by the pond and talk to minerals\n  start_ms: 38750\n  end_ms: 41910\n- text: Breathe the dirt, decrepit, even the shoulders of my demons hurt\n  start_ms: 41910\n  end_ms: 44980\n- text: Dripping self-loathing, let it splatter on my jeans and shirt\n  start_ms: 44980\n  end_ms: 48170\n- text: I touched the Earth for the very first time\n  start_ms: 48170\n  end_ms: 50480\n- text: I flew a very long way, shit. 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