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Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (what!), One\nYou done when I see (see), you (you) (ya days are numbered shawty)\nFive (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One run\nYou done when I see (see), you (you) (countdown pimp)\n\n[Verse 2:]\nI treat the beats like the streets\nOn em I do what I want to\nI ain? t gotta confront you, I? ll kill you if I want to\nRoam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you\nThat lil nigga swearin he bad, eat him for lunch too\nFuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz\nSucker punch aan one of you niggaz\nI was being nice at first now I? m runnin thru niggaz\nWhole crews, not just one or two niggaz\nCuz you aint representin the south, you just embarassin\nSee you on tv in New York, them niggaz laugh at us\nThe reason why D.J.? s didn? t have a clue I was fabulous\nNow a days, not playin my records well, hell it? s hazardous\nAll this cussin, fussin, loud discussion? s out of my character\nBustin these niggaz melons and threatnin all of they managers\nP.$.C. is Atlanta, so how you playin and handlin\nGorillaz wit bananaz, without playin and banishing\nKing of the south, it was said once then\nTook a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in\nOn the low, deal a mil, I ain? t done, come again\nRoom dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp\n\n[Chorus (2x)]\n\n[Verse 3:]\nComin live from the terror dome\nShinin lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on\nAll I have ever known, is 28 in the zone\nGive me a day and its gon, a brick of yay and it? s on\nYou have never known, me to run less I? m gunnin at niggaz domes\nAnd runnin em out the own territory\nEvery story got a flip side to it, and ya disc ain? t shit less the click ride to it\nAnd I? m gon show you how the Westside do it\nIn the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley\nEvery crack in every alley, sellin crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry\nEvery Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up\nA big enough knot to buy me a yacht\nSo then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got\nI? m not, playin at all, I? m sprayin em all\nStill drop em down to size if they say that I? m small man\nPussy cats can? t worry ya dawg\nThrowin stones at the throne, I? m a bury ya all man\nKnow ya faggot niggaz hate that I? m ballin\nMakin 30k a day and blow it all at the mall and man I\nCan? t relate to what you rap on stage\nNigga cuz I been sellin yay since I was bow wow? s age nigga\nHear my daddy and cousin talking to me from the grave\nAnd all they sayin is young nigga get paid\n\n[Chorus (4x)]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.66] [Chorus:]\n[00:01.13] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One\n[00:03.06] You done when I see you (David Banner, banner)\n[00:06.02] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah) Two (2), (ay) One\n[00:09.35] You done when I see you (ay)\n[00:11.35] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah, yeah), Two (2), One run\n[00:15.18] You done when I see (see) you (you) (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ay)\n[00:18.38] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One (what it is pimp I know ya? ll miss me man)\n[00:22.56] You done when I see (see) you (you)\n[00:25.67] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (here I am muthafucker), One run\n[00:27.36] You done when I see (see) you (you) (ay)\n[00:29.12] [Verse 1:]\n[00:29.61] What it is the king back in the building\n[00:31.75] Still stacking and building\n[00:33.04] Still rappin to children\n[00:34.48] Jeopardizing ya deals, ballin buyin ya wheels\n[00:36.85] Like it? s back when we was lil and it? s still time to kill\n[00:39.70] Quick displayin ya skills\n[00:41.52] Way underpayin ya bills\n[00:43.08] Spend a day in the field\n[00:44.83] So how you sayin you real\n[00:46.18] Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain? t deserving\n[00:49.05] My lifestyle? s urban, never met me in person\n[00:51.33] Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban\n[00:53.87] On 24? s, 20 hoes givin head, I? m swerving\n[00:57.07] Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous\n[00:59.85] I? m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service\n[01:02.56] Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin\n[01:05.36] The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect\n[01:08.35] Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop\n[01:11.16] Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga\n[01:14.32] [Chorus (2x):]\n[01:14.99] Five (5). Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), (what!), One\n[01:18.43] You done when I see (see), you (you) (ya days are numbered shawty)\n[01:20.96] Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One run\n[01:23.64] You done when I see (see), you (you) (countdown pimp)\n[01:26.28] [Verse 2:]\n[01:27.03] I treat the beats like the streets\n[01:39.22] On em I do what I want to\n[01:40.84] I ain? t gotta confront you, I? ll kill you if I want to\n[01:43.30] Roam amongst monsters, kill homes and front you\n[01:46.28] That lil nigga swearin he bad, eat him for lunch too\n[01:49.07] Fuck you niggaz, Dominique slam dunk you niggaz\n[01:52.12] Sucker punch aan one of you niggaz\n[01:55.03] I was being nice at first now I? m runnin thru niggaz\n[01:57.62] Whole crews, not just one or two niggaz\n[02:01.11] Cuz you aint representin the south, you just embarassin\n[02:03.59] See you on tv in New York, them niggaz laugh at us\n[02:06.51] The reason why D.J.? s didn? t have a clue I was fabulous\n[02:09.53] Now a days, not playin my records well, hell it? s hazardous\n[02:12.57] All this cussin, fussin, loud discussion? s out of my character\n[02:15.46] Bustin these niggaz melons and threatnin all of they managers\n[02:18.22] P.$.C. is Atlanta, so how you playin and handlin\n[02:21.22] Gorillaz wit bananaz, without playin and banishing\n[02:23.99] King of the south, it was said once then\n[02:26.69] Took a while to comprehend, now it all sunk in\n[02:29.50] On the low, deal a mil, I ain? t done, come again\n[02:32.33] Room dead, scene fled, fo the fedz runnin in pimp\n[02:35.36] [Chorus (2x)]\n[02:57.26] [Verse 3:]\n[02:57.89] Comin live from the terror dome\n[03:00.32] Shinin lights on niggaz who got they skirts on tight wit mascara on\n[03:03.58] All I have ever known, is 28 in the zone\n[03:07.18] Give me a day and its gon, a brick of yay and it? s on\n[03:10.26] You have never known, me to run less I? m gunnin at niggaz domes\n[03:14.23] And runnin em out the own territory\n[03:16.13] Every story got a flip side to it, and ya disc ain? t shit less the click ride to it\n[03:21.34] And I? m gon show you how the Westside do it\n[03:24.27] In the A, not Cali, Bankhead, Simpson Valley\n[03:27.25] Every crack in every alley, sellin crack to every Tom, Dick, and Harry\n[03:31.09] Every Kim, Sue, and Sally, till I tally up\n[03:33.28] A big enough knot to buy me a yacht\n[03:35.83] So then my pistols and my patnaz really all that I got\n[03:38.56] I? m not, playin at all, I? m sprayin em all\n[03:41.40] Still drop em down to size if they say that I? m small man\n[03:44.77] Pussy cats can? t worry ya dawg\n[03:47.38] Throwin stones at the throne, I? m a bury ya all man\n[03:50.11] Know ya faggot niggaz hate that I? m ballin\n[03:53.67] Makin 30k a day and blow it all at the mall and man I\n[03:55.90] Can? t relate to what you rap on stage\n[03:58.75] Nigga cuz I been sellin yay since I was bow wow? s age nigga\n[04:02.24] Hear my daddy and cousin talking to me from the grave\n[04:05.55] And all they sayin is young nigga get paid\n[04:08.27] [Chorus (4x)]\n[04:43.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Countdown\n  artist: T.I.\n  album: Urban Legend\n  duration_ms: 296000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Chorus:]'\n  start_ms: 660\n  end_ms: 1130\n- text: Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One\n  start_ms: 1130\n  end_ms: 3060\n- text: You done when I see you (David Banner, banner)\n  start_ms: 3060\n  end_ms: 6020\n- text: Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah) Two (2), (ay) One\n  start_ms: 6020\n  end_ms: 9350\n- text: You done when I see you (ay)\n  start_ms: 9350\n  end_ms: 11350\n- text: Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), (yeah, yeah, yeah), Two (2), One run\n  start_ms: 11350\n  end_ms: 15180\n- text: You done when I see (see) you (you) (ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ay)\n  start_ms: 15180\n  end_ms: 18380\n- text: Five (5), Four (4), Three (3), Two (2), One (what it is pimp I know ya? 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s back when we was lil and it? s still time to kill\n  Quick displayin ya skills\n  Way underpayin ya bills\n  Spend a day in the field\n  So how you sayin you real\n  Niggaz could never live how I live, you ain? t deserving\n  My lifestyle? s urban, never met me in person\n  Just my bread suburban, in a red suburban\n  On 24? s, 20 hoes givin head, I? m swerving\n  Fuck boys piss they pants, scared and nervous\n  I? m shell-shocked, black out like I been in the service\n  Clean cut and reserved, but I tote George Garvin\n  The closest thang you hoes seen to picture perfect\n  Your rose gold king, my ring tight as a virgin cop\n  Your dream I stopped fo I seen the top, nigga\n\n  [Chorus (2x):]\n  Five (5). 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The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\n\nSometime in the next 10000 years a comet's gonna wipe out all trace of Man\nI'm banking on it coming before my end of year exams\nThe rich kid becomes a junkie, the poor kid an advertiser\nWhat a tragic waste of potential! (Bein' a junkie's not so good either)\nYour folks worked hard for what you've got, you're the fruit of their vine\nWho cares what you sow when what you reap is, \"Greg, you missed the stop sign!\"\n\nBought a car just the other day\nMan, could that baby run!\nBut you know what they always say\nThere's always a better one\nGot a tumor in my brain\nIt's creeping to my lungs\nAnd I've searched around in vain\nCan't find me a better one\n\nHardwired into everyone's head is the person they're gonna be\nGrowin' up's not a matter of choice, it's a matter of wait and see\nSo kids, yeah, you can do it, you can be your best!\nGirls can do anything, you can pass the test!\nI'm OK, you're OK, we're OK, we're fine!\nI thought I heard a semi-trailer, \"Greg, you missed the stop sign!\"\n\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\n\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! The stop sign!!\nGreg! 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The stop sign!!\n[00:59.39] Greg! The stop sign!!\n[01:03.05] Greg! The stop sign!!\n[01:06.52] Sometime in the next 10000 years a comet's gonna wipe out all trace of Man\n[01:10.42] I'm banking on it coming before my end of year exams\n[01:14.04] The rich kid becomes a junkie, the poor kid an advertiser\n[01:17.58] What a tragic waste of potential! 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no stopping\n[01:22.35] \n[01:32.30] Now I'm bored and there's no stopping\n[01:33.97] I need another celeb to fill a coffin\n[01:35.66] Where'll I get my next drug action?\n[01:37.17] Odds on it'll be Michael Jackson\n[01:38.47] I'm on the drug, I'm on the drug\n[01:40.03] I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix\n[01:41.60] I'm on the drug, I'm on the drug\n[01:42.93] I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix\n[01:46.40] \n[01:55.70] I'm on the drug\n[01:58.72] I'm on the drug\n[02:01.63] I'm on the drug\n[02:04.64] I'm on the drug\n[02:08.45] Drug\n[02:10.81] I'm on the drug\n[02:13.66] I'm on the drug\n[02:16.58] I'm on the drug\n[02:18.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: (He'll Never be An) Ol' Man River\n  artist: T.I.S.M\n  album: Triple J 1995 Hottest 100 Full Countdown\n  duration_ms: 145000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm on the drug, I'm on the drug\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2900\n- text: I'm on the drug that killed River Phoenix\n  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