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Experience","duration":256.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ever since I was young I wanted to be somethin' like what I am\n\nWe promote violins, yeah, check me out\nWe promote violins, E-Swiftulaus, Kurupt\nYoung Gotti, Neo Deastro, Franklin Gostra the Sixth, Sixth\n\nMay I laugh to yourself shells, before honor and war I just can't tell\nI can't fake these soliloquies,\nsilencers off, the art of warfare in here Violence\nis off, Po po's gone, periscopes on, telescopes on\nAnd tell her that hope gone and show her that war is war\nFours and forty-fours banana peelin' clips stacked ceilin' to floor\nBoards head up the concourse, like in concourse, scissorhands\n\nBulldoze ran like Honda Accords, I'm perfect with every note\n'Til the periscope's on, play like the accordian perfect with every chord\nWe combine, mental body and soul's Columbine, Hope floats\nLike public streams, ravines, harm forces that bear armed forces\nPuttin' body parts all over walls and public signs anxious as Ginuwine\n\nCongressional street scholar, professional street soldier\nIntellectual Manitoba, California to Cuba, goodin' like Cuba\nGoodin' gettin' blown like a tuba,\ndead in the head shells, shed red October,\nshed and spread, cock and pop the glock only, I'm with\nKing Tee and Tha Liks, Alkahol it up like, bitch, get the fuck off my dick\nI got pistols, pills, acid, bombs, crank, crystalized coke in lines\n\nI don't give a fuck\n(We don't give a fuck about nuttin')\nI don't give a fuck\n(We don't give a fuck about nuttin')\nI don't give a fuck\n(We don't give a fuck about nuttin')\n\nYou the only one walkin' around with a hot stolen gun\nThinkin' you Napolean and dream of holdin' some while I'm rollin'\nOne it's like a medieval upheaval, the Regal get chopped up\nAnd found on both coasts, gettin' ate up by the seagulls, now\nYou out for the season, J-Ro is the reason you freezin'\nin the cold Sneezin' while I'm takin' pictures cheesin'\nat the Likwid meetin' eatin'\n\nAnd we all got heat that be repeatin' for you knee gaz\nWe trippin' sippin' on Hen and ready to quench yo' thirst\nEvery time I kick a verse you wish you'd thought of it first\nI need a nurse, before my head burst from divin' headfirst\nInto your local networks some people think hip-hop is so obnoxious\nSome people get a kick out of it like shoe boxes\n\nI hope that, MC's all get a lot of G's per rap\n'Cause while the microphones are on the place I'll spit my words at\nIf I was in the ring with four men they'd have to get more men\nWith mops and towels for all the liquid pourin',\nKing Tee and Tha Liks And Kurupt fuck it up like,\nbitch, get the fuck off my dick\nI got hookers, hoes, tramps, pigeons, bitches, rats, sluts with big butts\n\nI don't give a fuck\n(I don't give a fuck)\nI don't give a fuck\n(I don't give a motherfuck)\n\nSo while the clock be tock tickin' Tha Liks be hop hippin'\nStraight drop-kickin' victims 'til they egos stop trippin', bitchin'\nWhile my set is on set to set it off, while they set to set-trippin'\nBut still can't get it off this section sectioned off for the fly hoes\nAnd Alkies, y'all niggaz know the rules you can't pop bottles\n\nWithout me, it's Likwid and all my niggaz is Don Kings\nGettin' drunk, writin' rhymes by the pool in Palm Springs\n'Cause ain't nuttin' changed but the size of the bottles, we still rock\nThe shows with a Rollo-ass wobble so look but don't\ntouch 'cause Everybody know the facts is Tash a maniac, Tash had tracks\nWith actors still with Tha Liks alcoholed it up like, bitch\nGet the fuck off my dick, I got juice,\ngin, Mo', Hen, walkin' in the mall With thirty thousand\nto spend so fuck y'all we, don't give a\n\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\n\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck\n(Fuck, don't, give, a)\nI don't give a fuck","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Promote Violins\n  artist: Tha Alkaholiks\n  album: X.O. 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