[{"id":28578557,"name":"Soul Rebels (Feat. De La Soul)","trackName":"Soul Rebels (Feat. De La Soul)","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Reflection Eternal","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels (Feat. De La Soul)\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Reflection Eternal\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":24659607,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Reflection Eternal - Train of Thought","duration":242.950385,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Reflection Eternal - Train of Thought\n  duration_ms: 242950\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":4211808,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Train Of Thought","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Train Of Thought\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":26904297,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Train Of Thought (Instrumental","duration":237.549083,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Train Of Thought (Instrumental\n  duration_ms: 237549\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":25907270,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Train Of Thought","duration":240.1232,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Train Of Thought\n  duration_ms: 240123\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":28514515,"name":"15 Soul Rebels","trackName":"15 Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Train Of Thought","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 15 Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal\n  album: Train Of Thought\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":13611948,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal / De La Soul","albumName":"Train Of Thought","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal / De La Soul\n  album: Train Of Thought\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":1633591,"name":"Soul Rebels (feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels (feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":16726957,"name":"Soul Rebels (Ft. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":1633590,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":31443727,"name":"Soul Rebels","trackName":"Soul Rebels","artistName":"Reflection Eternal feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(Don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels\n  artist: Reflection Eternal feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (Don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":22654804,"name":"Soul Rebels (feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels (feat. 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I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"},{"id":18207466,"name":"Soul Rebels Feat. 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De La Soul","artistName":"Talib Kweli and Hi Tek Reflection Eternal","albumName":"Train of Thought","duration":242.906667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Kweli)\n\nWe do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\nIt lives for us\nWe don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\nIt's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\nSoul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\nBefore this here blow like a volcano\nWe get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\nYou try to front and play the role\nWhen you more like a pimp who pay the ho\nWith my name up in your mouth like fellatio\nI lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\nOf Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\nUnderground classics is what they used to say before\nNow we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\nThey hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\nWe still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\nThe stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\nSo I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\nWe all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\nBut y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n(, Maseo)\n\nDe La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\nWe got the masters of the ceremonies\nBlessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\nFrom LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\nLet me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\nParty to party, body to body\nWhen we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n(Posdnous)\nYo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\nIt's the extravaganza we glad you came\nMade only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\nFor such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n(don't sleep on a nigga)\nI ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\nBeen known to mic spit, infinite per frame\nWhile these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\nAin't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\nSince the day I came\nIf you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\nMost recognized leo with my size in mane\nMatter a fact track is simple and Plain\nCuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\nReflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\nWe be shinin' the same\n\n(Dave)\nY'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\nShoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\nCame to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\nStay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\nContinue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\nI told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\nWhile I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\nBaby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\nBut they want to come spit your way so\nSo was I supposed to go and say no\nRight emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\nI get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\nI'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\nAnd scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\nSee once you bet it all against reflects eternal\nYou lose every rapper on a dept\nY'all need to pay ya dues","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Soul Rebels Feat. De La Soul\n  artist: Talib Kweli and Hi Tek Reflection Eternal\n  album: Train of Thought\n  duration_ms: 242907\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Kweli)\n\n  We do not (under no circumstances) live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop)\n  It lives for us\n  We don't live for Hip-Hop (Hip-Hop), it lives for us (repeat 3x)\n\n  It's the eternalist, y'all burn to this, blaze da dro'\n  Soul rebels trap up, we got a long way to go\n  Before this here blow like a volcano\n  We get eternal, this is what you waitin' for\n  You try to front and play the role\n  When you more like a pimp who pay the ho\n  With my name up in your mouth like fellatio\n  I lace the flow on purpose even up the ratio\n  Of Hip-Hop to that shit they drop on the radio\n  Underground classics is what they used to say before\n  Now we break the surface quiet like an alligator nose\n  They hate it, cuz they know if they don't get it, then they may be slow\n  We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio\n  The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul\n  So I got Wonder Why, my man Dave and Maseo\n  We all got babies so we embrace the taste of dough\n  But y'all already know so I ain't gotta say no mo'\n\n  (, Maseo)\n\n  De La is whatcha need, Reflection is whatcha need\n  We got the masters of the ceremonies\n  Blessin' emcees lip professin' emcees\n  From LI to Brooklyn to Cinncinnati, Hi-Tek and Kweli got this on lock D\n  Let me hear you scream out loud if you're somebody\n  Party to party, body to body\n  When we come into the jam we do it wildstyle\n\n  (Posdnous)\n  Yo! I'm homegrown for the bain, once I rock the mic plain\n  It's the extravaganza we glad you came\n  Made only for them heads, it's infra-red Aim\n  For such a world figure, we got figures to gain\n  (don't sleep on a nigga)\n  I ain't Icabod Crane get that ass cooked hard cuz we raw like Kane\n  Been known to mic spit, infinite per frame\n  While these girls throw me plenty like jenny to jane\n  Ain't some old school G poppin' memory lane, been on it future robotic\n  Since the day I came\n  If you don't know Plug Wonder Why is my name\n  Most recognized leo with my size in mane\n  Matter a fact track is simple and Plain\n  Cuz the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain\n  Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'\n  We be shinin' the same\n\n  (Dave)\n  Y'all think these challengers is here to make a man fold\n  Shoot I've been holdin' these joints since I was yea old\n  Came to confirm the fact that I've been on the payroll\n  Stay cold til one day make it hot and fade old\n  Continue til I'm dyin, rottin' out gray and old\n  I told them fool before they pass they have to pay toll\n  While I've been sittin' at the table eatin' steak whole, side of greens\n  Baby yams you know it stay soul, pre-natal\n  But they want to come spit your way so\n  So was I supposed to go and say no\n  Right emcees some walking straight, some take the gay stroll\n  I get my man to clamp they asses like they staples\n  I'm from LI we take it far as out as naples\n  And scrape hoes who'll be willing to take clothes off (off)\n  See once you bet it all against reflects eternal\n  You lose every rapper on a dept\n  Y'all need to pay ya dues\n"}]