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\"]\nI know you really want to know who's\nComin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\nGotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n\n[Saigon:]\nYa'll niggas flows is dookie\nI flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\nBurning whoever closest to me\nThe verbalize meat that ya'll eat\nLaying back on the concrete\nRip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\nNiggas can't resist to put the bond first\nIf I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\nBorn worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\nAsk the families of the people I put in that long hearst\nO nine we flipping this into some other different shit\nReal niggas come get your certificates if you interested\nFirst off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\nPrison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\nThis is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\nSee what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\nYou kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\nLook nigga see what life did to me\nTurn me colder than my older raps\nColder than polar caps\nCold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\nI used to cook crack they took that\nI learn to jux cats\nWhere the brook at\nWe got this locked put that back\nAnd new yiddy is back in full effect\nFuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\nRespect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\nI'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\nYep!\n\n[Chorus x2]","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.13] [Saigon:]\n[00:03.16] I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n[00:07.05] My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n[00:14.15] Of my priority list\n[00:15.50] This is the difference between me and them\n[00:24.76] [Saigon:]\n[00:25.30] Check\n[00:26.29] New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n[00:28.56] We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n[00:31.18] We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n[00:33.67] Ain't dick sucking the south\n[00:35.42] You still will get punched in ya mouth\n[00:36.92] You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n[00:39.07] I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n[00:41.66] I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n[00:44.24] I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n[00:46.86] Since two thou I came with another style\n[00:49.61] My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n[00:52.16] But I was never rocking a perm\n[00:53.78] If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n[00:57.26] I could try to take the popular term\n[00:59.35] Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n[01:02.43] Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n[01:05.34] Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n[01:08.21] I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n[01:10.79] How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n[01:13.34] [Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! \"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules\n  artist: Saigon\n  album: All In A Day's Work\n  duration_ms: 186593\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 2130\n  end_ms: 3160\n- text: I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n  start_ms: 3160\n  end_ms: 7050\n- text: My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n  start_ms: 7050\n  end_ms: 14150\n- text: Of my priority list\n  start_ms: 14150\n  end_ms: 15500\n- text: This is the difference between me and them\n  start_ms: 15500\n  end_ms: 24760\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 24760\n  end_ms: 25300\n- text: Check\n  start_ms: 25300\n  end_ms: 26290\n- text: New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n  start_ms: 26290\n  end_ms: 28560\n- text: We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n  start_ms: 28560\n  end_ms: 31180\n- text: We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n  start_ms: 31180\n  end_ms: 33670\n- text: Ain't dick sucking the south\n  start_ms: 33670\n  end_ms: 35420\n- text: You still will get punched in ya mouth\n  start_ms: 35420\n  end_ms: 36920\n- text: You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 36920\n  end_ms: 39070\n- text: I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 39070\n  end_ms: 41660\n- text: I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n  start_ms: 41660\n  end_ms: 44240\n- text: I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n  start_ms: 44240\n  end_ms: 46860\n- text: Since two thou I came with another style\n  start_ms: 46860\n  end_ms: 49610\n- text: My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n  start_ms: 49610\n  end_ms: 52160\n- text: But I was never rocking a perm\n  start_ms: 52160\n  end_ms: 53780\n- text: If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n  start_ms: 53780\n  end_ms: 57260\n- text: I could try to take the popular term\n  start_ms: 57260\n  end_ms: 59350\n- text: Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n  start_ms: 59350\n  end_ms: 62430\n- text: Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n  start_ms: 62430\n  end_ms: 65340\n- text: Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n  start_ms: 65340\n  end_ms: 68210\n- text: I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n  start_ms: 68210\n  end_ms: 70790\n- text: How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n  start_ms: 70790\n  end_ms: 73340\n- text: '[Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! 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\"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: \"The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\n  I know you really want to know who's\n  Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n  Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n\n  [Saigon:]\n  Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n  I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n  Burning whoever closest to me\n  The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n  Laying back on the concrete\n  Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n  Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n  If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n  Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n  Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n  O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n  Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n  First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n  Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n  This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n  See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n  You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n  Look nigga see what life did to me\n  Turn me colder than my older raps\n  Colder than polar caps\n  Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n  I used to cook crack they took that\n  I learn to jux cats\n  Where the brook at\n  We got this locked put that back\n  And new yiddy is back in full effect\n  Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n  Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n  I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n  Yep!\n\n  [Chorus x2]\n"},{"id":20220771,"name":"The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\nI know you really want to know who's\nComin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\nGotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n\n[Saigon:]\nYa'll niggas flows is dookie\nI flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\nBurning whoever closest to me\nThe verbalize meat that ya'll eat\nLaying back on the concrete\nRip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\nNiggas can't resist to put the bond first\nIf I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\nBorn worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\nAsk the families of the people I put in that long hearst\nO nine we flipping this into some other different shit\nReal niggas come get your certificates if you interested\nFirst off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\nPrison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\nThis is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\nSee what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\nYou kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\nLook nigga see what life did to me\nTurn me colder than my older raps\nColder than polar caps\nCold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\nI used to cook crack they took that\nI learn to jux cats\nWhere the brook at\nWe got this locked put that back\nAnd new yiddy is back in full effect\nFuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\nRespect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\nI'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\nYep!\n\n[Chorus x2]","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.13] [Saigon:]\n[00:03.16] I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n[00:07.05] My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n[00:14.15] Of my priority list\n[00:15.50] This is the difference between me and them\n[00:24.76] [Saigon:]\n[00:25.30] Check\n[00:26.29] New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n[00:28.56] We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n[00:31.18] We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n[00:33.67] Ain't dick sucking the south\n[00:35.42] You still will get punched in ya mouth\n[00:36.92] You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n[00:39.07] I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n[00:41.66] I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n[00:44.24] I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n[00:46.86] Since two thou I came with another style\n[00:49.61] My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n[00:52.16] But I was never rocking a perm\n[00:53.78] If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n[00:57.26] I could try to take the popular term\n[00:59.35] Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n[01:02.43] Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n[01:05.34] Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n[01:08.21] I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n[01:10.79] How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n[01:13.34] [Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! \"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\n[01:18.99]I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43]Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18]Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31][Saigon:]\n[01:39.76]Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05]I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56]Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52]The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45]Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53]Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42]Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44]If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70]Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10]Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91]O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62]Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23]First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99]Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48]This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37]See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76]You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20]Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13]Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84]Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76]Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09]I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78]I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70]Where the brook at\n[02:30.89]We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36]And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94]Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59]Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19]I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03]Yep!\n[02:44.40][Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. 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\"]\nI know you really want to know who's\nComin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\nGotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n\n[Saigon:]\nYa'll niggas flows is dookie\nI flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\nBurning whoever closest to me\nThe verbalize meat that ya'll eat\nLaying back on the concrete\nRip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\nNiggas can't resist to put the bond first\nIf I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\nBorn worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\nAsk the families of the people I put in that long hearst\nO nine we flipping this into some other different shit\nReal niggas come get your certificates if you interested\nFirst off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\nPrison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\nThis is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\nSee what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\nYou kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\nLook nigga see what life did to me\nTurn me colder than my older raps\nColder than polar caps\nCold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\nI used to cook crack they took that\nI learn to jux cats\nWhere the brook at\nWe got this locked put that back\nAnd new yiddy is back in full effect\nFuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\nRespect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\nI'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\nYep!\n\n[Chorus x2]","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.13] [Saigon:]\n[00:03.16] I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n[00:07.05] My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n[00:14.15] Of my priority list\n[00:15.50] This is the difference between me and them\n[00:24.76] [Saigon:]\n[00:25.30] Check\n[00:26.29] New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n[00:28.56] We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n[00:31.18] We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n[00:33.67] Ain't dick sucking the south\n[00:35.42] You still will get punched in ya mouth\n[00:36.92] You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n[00:39.07] I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n[00:41.66] I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n[00:44.24] I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n[00:46.86] Since two thou I came with another style\n[00:49.61] My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n[00:52.16] But I was never rocking a perm\n[00:53.78] If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n[00:57.26] I could try to take the popular term\n[00:59.35] Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n[01:02.43] Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n[01:05.34] Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n[01:08.21] I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n[01:10.79] How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n[01:13.34] [Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! \"]\n[01:18.99] I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43] Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18] Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31] [Saigon:]\n[01:39.76] Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05] I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56] Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52] The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45] Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53] Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42] Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44] If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70] Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10] Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91] O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62] Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23] First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99] Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48] This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37] See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76] You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20] Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13] Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84] Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76] Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09] I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78] I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70] Where the brook at\n[02:30.89] We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36] And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94] Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59] Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19] I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03] Yep!\n[02:44.40] [Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules\n  artist: Saigon & Statik Selektah\n  album: All in a Day's Work\n  duration_ms: 186000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 2130\n  end_ms: 3160\n- text: I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n  start_ms: 3160\n  end_ms: 7050\n- text: My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n  start_ms: 7050\n  end_ms: 14150\n- text: Of my priority list\n  start_ms: 14150\n  end_ms: 15500\n- text: This is the difference between me and them\n  start_ms: 15500\n  end_ms: 24760\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 24760\n  end_ms: 25300\n- text: Check\n  start_ms: 25300\n  end_ms: 26290\n- text: New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n  start_ms: 26290\n  end_ms: 28560\n- text: We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n  start_ms: 28560\n  end_ms: 31180\n- text: We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n  start_ms: 31180\n  end_ms: 33670\n- text: Ain't dick sucking the south\n  start_ms: 33670\n  end_ms: 35420\n- text: You still will get punched in ya mouth\n  start_ms: 35420\n  end_ms: 36920\n- text: You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 36920\n  end_ms: 39070\n- text: I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 39070\n  end_ms: 41660\n- text: I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n  start_ms: 41660\n  end_ms: 44240\n- text: I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n  start_ms: 44240\n  end_ms: 46860\n- text: Since two thou I came with another style\n  start_ms: 46860\n  end_ms: 49610\n- text: My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n  start_ms: 49610\n  end_ms: 52160\n- text: But I was never rocking a perm\n  start_ms: 52160\n  end_ms: 53780\n- text: If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n  start_ms: 53780\n  end_ms: 57260\n- text: I could try to take the popular term\n  start_ms: 57260\n  end_ms: 59350\n- text: Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n  start_ms: 59350\n  end_ms: 62430\n- text: Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n  start_ms: 62430\n  end_ms: 65340\n- text: Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n  start_ms: 65340\n  end_ms: 68210\n- text: I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n  start_ms: 68210\n  end_ms: 70790\n- text: How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n  start_ms: 70790\n  end_ms: 73340\n- text: '[Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! 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\"]\n[01:18.99]I know you really want to know who's\n[01:21.43]Comin' through leaving bloodstains and residues\n[01:24.18]Gotta pay your dues baby you know the rules\n[01:37.31][Saigon:]\n[01:39.76]Ya'll niggas flows is dookie\n[01:41.05]I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's and shocazuki\n[01:43.56]Burning whoever closest to me\n[01:45.52]The verbalize meat that ya'll eat\n[01:47.45]Laying back on the concrete\n[01:48.53]Rip open your chest and rhyme to ya heartbeat\n[01:50.42]Niggas can't resist to put the bond first\n[01:52.44]If I am what I eat then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on earth\n[01:55.70]Born worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n[01:58.10]Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearst\n[02:00.91]O nine we flipping this into some other different shit\n[02:03.62]Real niggas come get your certificates if you interested\n[02:06.23]First off we gon build this Abandoned Nation censorship\n[02:08.99]Prison don't even mention it if you ain't experience it\n[02:11.48]This is some serious shit go head think I'm playing then\n[02:14.37]See what you saying when it's a puddle of blood you laying in\n[02:16.76]You kidding me I'm lyrically the epitome of verbal validity\n[02:20.20]Look nigga see what life did to me\n[02:22.13]Turn me colder than my older raps\n[02:23.84]Colder than polar caps\n[02:24.76]Cold as the common cold perhaps without no lookback\n[02:27.09]I used to cook crack they took that\n[02:28.78]I learn to jux cats\n[02:29.70]Where the brook at\n[02:30.89]We got this locked put that back\n[02:32.36]And new yiddy is back in full effect\n[02:34.94]Fuck around you gon get my hands wrapped around ya neck\n[02:37.59]Respect to all the kids still trapped in the jects'\n[02:40.19]I'm a rep watch how much of this cash I'm a collect\n[02:43.03]Yep!\n[02:44.40][Chorus x2]\n[03:05.26]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules\n  artist: Saigon & Statik Selektah\n  album: Anti Autotune Mixtape\n  duration_ms: 184272\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 2130\n  end_ms: 3160\n- text: I wrote all them raps cause I was in jail with nothing to do\n  start_ms: 3160\n  end_ms: 7050\n- text: My nigga, now that I got things to do, writing raps is like last\n  start_ms: 7050\n  end_ms: 14150\n- text: Of my priority list\n  start_ms: 14150\n  end_ms: 15500\n- text: This is the difference between me and them\n  start_ms: 15500\n  end_ms: 24760\n- text: '[Saigon:]'\n  start_ms: 24760\n  end_ms: 25300\n- text: Check\n  start_ms: 25300\n  end_ms: 26290\n- text: New New Yiddy is back in full effect\n  start_ms: 26290\n  end_ms: 28560\n- text: We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n  start_ms: 28560\n  end_ms: 31180\n- text: We one of the few left that ain't riding the west\n  start_ms: 31180\n  end_ms: 33670\n- text: Ain't dick sucking the south\n  start_ms: 33670\n  end_ms: 35420\n- text: You still will get punched in ya mouth\n  start_ms: 35420\n  end_ms: 36920\n- text: You ever fuck around luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 36920\n  end_ms: 39070\n- text: I like the way that sound luck buck'em down\n  start_ms: 39070\n  end_ms: 41660\n- text: I'm bucking the fuck out of this duck nigga now\n  start_ms: 41660\n  end_ms: 44240\n- text: I uppercut the sucker the fucker gon touch the ground\n  start_ms: 44240\n  end_ms: 46860\n- text: Since two thou I came with another style\n  start_ms: 46860\n  end_ms: 49610\n- text: My shit was \"sharp-then\" just like brother Al\n  start_ms: 49610\n  end_ms: 52160\n- text: But I was never rocking a perm\n  start_ms: 52160\n  end_ms: 53780\n- text: If I was anything I try to teach the people not gonna learn\n  start_ms: 53780\n  end_ms: 57260\n- text: I could try to take the popular term\n  start_ms: 57260\n  end_ms: 59350\n- text: Rap about a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n  start_ms: 59350\n  end_ms: 62430\n- text: Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n  start_ms: 62430\n  end_ms: 65340\n- text: Nigga I know the game what the fuck is you telling me\n  start_ms: 65340\n  end_ms: 68210\n- text: I love this hip hop shit nigga you smelling me\n  start_ms: 68210\n  end_ms: 70790\n- text: How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies\n  start_ms: 70790\n  end_ms: 73340\n- text: '[Chorus x2: Busta Rhymes \"Woo-Hah! 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Stupid motherfuckers, haha\nYo, what up, nigga?\n\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\n\nY'all niggas flows is dookie\nI flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's\nOr Sho Kosugi, burnin' whoever closest to me\nA verbalized beat that y'all eat, layin' back on the concrete\nRip open your chest and rhyme to your heartbeat\nNiggas can't resist it, put the bomb first\nIf I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on Earth\nA poem worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\nAsk the families of the people I put in that long hearse\n'09, We flippin', listen to some other different shit\nReal niggas, come get your certificates if you interested\nFirst off, we gon' build this abandoned nation censorship\nPrison, don't even mention it, if you ain't experienced it\nThis is some serious shit, go 'head, think of playin' this\nSee what you sayin' when it's a puddle of blood you layin' in\nYou kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of verbal validity\nLook, nigga, see what life did to me\nTurned me colder than my older raps, colder than polar caps\nCold as the common cold, perhaps without no look back\nI used to cook crack, they took that, I learned to jux that\nWhere the Brook at? We got this shit locked, put that back\nAnd New Guinea is back in full effect\nFuck around, you gon' get my hands wrapped around your neck\nRespect to all the fiends that's still trapped in the 'jects\nI'ma rap, watch how much of this cash I'ma collect, yep\n\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) 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Stupid motherfuckers, haha\n  Yo, what up, nigga?\n\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n\n  Y'all niggas flows is dookie\n  I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's\n  Or Sho Kosugi, burnin' whoever closest to me\n  A verbalized beat that y'all eat, layin' back on the concrete\n  Rip open your chest and rhyme to your heartbeat\n  Niggas can't resist it, put the bomb first\n  If I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on Earth\n  A poem worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n  Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearse\n  '09, We flippin', listen to some other different shit\n  Real niggas, come get your certificates if you interested\n  First off, we gon' build this abandoned nation censorship\n  Prison, don't even mention it, if you ain't experienced it\n  This is some serious shit, go 'head, think of playin' this\n  See what you sayin' when it's a puddle of blood you layin' in\n  You kiddin' me? 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Stupid motherfuckers, haha\nYo, what up, nigga?\n\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\n\nY'all niggas flows is dookie\nI flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's\nOr Sho Kosugi, burnin' whoever closest to me\nA verbalized beat that y'all eat, layin' back on the concrete\nRip open your chest and rhyme to your heartbeat\nNiggas can't resist it, put the bomb first\nIf I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on Earth\nA poem worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\nAsk the families of the people I put in that long hearse\n'09, We flippin', listen to some other different shit\nReal niggas, come get your certificates if you interested\nFirst off, we gon' build this abandoned nation censorship\nPrison, don't even mention it, if you ain't experienced it\nThis is some serious shit, go 'head, think of playin' this\nSee what you sayin' when it's a puddle of blood you layin' in\nYou kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of verbal validity\nLook, nigga, see what life did to me\nTurned me colder than my older raps, colder than polar caps\nCold as the common cold, perhaps without no look back\nI used to cook crack, they took that, I learned to jux that\nWhere the Brook at? We got this shit locked, put that back\nAnd New Guinea is back in full effect\nFuck around, you gon' get my hands wrapped around your neck\nRespect to all the fiends that's still trapped in the 'jects\nI'ma rap, watch how much of this cash I'ma collect, yep\n\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You\nI know you really wanna know who's\nComin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\nIt's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n(Who's that?) You","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Rules (Prod. by Statik Selektah)\n  artist: Saigon\n  album: Defiant's HipHop & Underground Rap Collection Vol.3\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I wrote all them raps 'cause I was\n  In jail with nothin' to do, my nigga\n  Now that I got things to do\n  Writin' raps is like last on my priority list\n  Statik (Uh-huh, ya heard?)\n  Y'all folk\n  This is the difference between me and them\n\n  Check, new New Guinea is back in full effect\n  We the kind that don't throw gang signs or claim sets\n  We one of the few left that ain't ride in the West\n  Ain't dick suckin' the South, we still'll get first in your mouth\n  You ever fuck around, Luck buck 'em down\n  I like the way that sound, Luck buck 'em down\n  A buck I'ma fuck outta this duck, knuckled down\n  A uppercut the sucker, the fucker gon' touch the ground\n  Since two thou', I came with another style\n  My shit was sharp then, just like Brother Al\n  But I was never rockin' a perm\n  If I was, anything I tried to teach, the people not gonna learn\n  I could try to take the popular turn\n  Rappin' 'bout a bunch of bullshit that's not really not my concern\n  Or I could do some old dumb shit that come with a melody\n  Nigga, I know the game, what the fuck is you tellin' me?\n  I love this hip-hop shit, nigga, you smellin' me?\n  How else could a nigga get rich with two felonies?\n  Huh? Stupid motherfuckers, haha\n  Yo, what up, nigga?\n\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n\n  Y'all niggas flows is dookie\n  I flip styles like one of them old Suzuki's\n  Or Sho Kosugi, burnin' whoever closest to me\n  A verbalized beat that y'all eat, layin' back on the concrete\n  Rip open your chest and rhyme to your heartbeat\n  Niggas can't resist it, put the bomb first\n  If I am what I eat, then I guess that I'm every wack lyricist on Earth\n  A poem worse, couldn't really explain in a song verse\n  Ask the families of the people I put in that long hearse\n  '09, We flippin', listen to some other different shit\n  Real niggas, come get your certificates if you interested\n  First off, we gon' build this abandoned nation censorship\n  Prison, don't even mention it, if you ain't experienced it\n  This is some serious shit, go 'head, think of playin' this\n  See what you sayin' when it's a puddle of blood you layin' in\n  You kiddin' me? I'm literally the epitome of verbal validity\n  Look, nigga, see what life did to me\n  Turned me colder than my older raps, colder than polar caps\n  Cold as the common cold, perhaps without no look back\n  I used to cook crack, they took that, I learned to jux that\n  Where the Brook at? We got this shit locked, put that back\n  And New Guinea is back in full effect\n  Fuck around, you gon' get my hands wrapped around your neck\n  Respect to all the fiends that's still trapped in the 'jects\n  I'ma rap, watch how much of this cash I'ma collect, yep\n\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n  I know you really wanna know who's\n  Comin' through leavin' blunt stains and residues\n  It's time to pay your dues, baby, you know the rules\n  (Who's that?) You\n"}]