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name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nWe do it this way\nWe do it this way\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nWe do it this way\nWe do it this way\nI step toward the MIC grinnin'\nThe lyrical imperial award winnin'\nRhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it\nBecause my shit be poppin'\nLike gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose\nWhen I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums\nLike my nigga Def Jef\nMy style is more unknown than what happens after death\nI come fresh like your breath after your brush\nWack MC's like that orange soda got crushed\nWell it's apparent that many\nAre so transparent you\nCan't believe ya eyes when\nYa starin it's ghostly and\nMostly the wise who\nYeah they just run these games\nBefore ya eyes to tell you\nLies framed in gold 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man\n[00:56.94] Who don't hate it\n[00:57.70] So let it be stated\n[00:58.72] Niggas couldn't fade it with an\n[01:00.32] Edit\n[01:00.86] And Xerox M.C.'s\n[01:02.05] Are pathetic, they tryin' to\n[01:03.37] Duplicate but their comin'\n[01:04.42] Out synthetic\n[01:05.24] The name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it\n[01:07.88] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:10.48] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:12.89] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:15.56] We do it this way\n[01:16.90] We do it this way\n[01:18.23] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:20.74] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:23.39] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:26.06] We do it this way\n[01:27.27] We do it this way\n[01:28.65] I step toward the MIC grinnin'\n[01:29.78] The lyrical imperial award winnin'\n[01:31.44] Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it\n[01:33.90] Because my shit be poppin'\n[01:35.76] Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose\n[01:38.28] When I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums\n[01:40.23] Like my nigga Def Jef\n[01:41.74] My style is more unknown than what happens after death\n[01:44.44] I come fresh like your breath after your brush\n[01:46.73] Wack MC's like that orange soda got crushed\n[01:49.48] Well it's apparent that many\n[01:50.89] Are so transparent you\n[01:52.09] Can't believe ya eyes when\n[01:53.53] Ya starin it's ghostly and\n[01:54.97] Mostly the wise who\n[01:56.49] Yeah they just run these games\n[01:58.01] Before ya eyes to tell you\n[01:59.50] Lies framed in gold glitter\n[02:00.87] For many moons I've been a go getter\n[02:02.69] took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters\n[02:05.20] Now them muthafuckas ain't wit us to get us\n[02:07.79] M-walk shake the cut through their neuro-transmitter\n[02:10.50] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:13.16] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:15.57] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:18.13] 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I'm cute\n(Say what?)\nYo man, I pay them no\nAttention I stay deep into\nThe cut cause I leave the\nTricks alone cause my name\nIs not David Copper-Filled\nPockets, never net a man\nWho don't hate it\nSo let it be stated\nNiggas couldn't fade it with an\nEdit\nAnd Xerox M.C.'s\nAre pathetic, they tryin' to\nDuplicate but their comin'\nOut synthetic\nThe name is Bootie Brown and phony M.C.'s forget it\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nWe do it this way\nWe do it this way\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nImani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\nWe do it this way\nWe do it this way\nI step toward the MIC grinnin'\nThe lyrical imperial award winnin'\nRhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it\nBecause my shit be poppin'\nLike gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose\nWhen I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums\nLike my nigga Def Jef\nMy 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Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:20.74] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:23.39] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[01:26.06] We do it this way\n[01:27.27] We do it this way\n[01:28.65] I step toward the MIC grinnin'\n[01:29.78] The lyrical imperial award winnin'\n[01:31.44] Rhymes like a balloon that got a pin in it\n[01:33.90] Because my shit be poppin'\n[01:35.76] Like gin and juice I seduce these iahps to get loose\n[01:38.28] When I'm droppin' these rhymes on drums\n[01:40.23] Like my nigga Def Jef\n[01:41.74] My style is more unknown than what happens after death\n[01:44.44] I come fresh like your breath after your brush\n[01:46.73] Wack MC's like that orange soda got crushed\n[01:49.48] Well it's apparent that many\n[01:50.89] Are so transparent you\n[01:52.09] Can't believe ya eyes when\n[01:53.53] Ya starin it's ghostly and\n[01:54.97] Mostly the wise who\n[01:56.49] Yeah they just run these games\n[01:58.01] Before ya eyes to tell you\n[01:59.50] Lies framed in gold glitter\n[02:00.87] For many moons I've been a go getter\n[02:02.69] took miles of manure from the purest bullshitters\n[02:05.20] Now them muthafuckas ain't wit us to get us\n[02:07.79] M-walk shake the cut through their neuro-transmitter\n[02:10.50] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:13.16] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:15.57] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:18.13] We do it this way\n[02:19.83] We do it this way\n[02:20.87] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:23.37] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:25.93] Imani Bootie Brown Fatlip and Slimkid Tre\n[02:28.59] We do it this way\n[02:30.20] We do it this way\n[02:31.40] You must respect me\n[02:32.30] Because I come directly from my internal\n[02:33.98] While my eternal\n[02:35.23] Infernos steadily towering\n[02:36.47] And over-powering\n[02:37.89] All sour sounding wishin' wishy-washy\n[02:40.92] Competition\n[02:41.82] Definitely wack and 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","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Otha Fish\n artist: The Pharcyde\n album: The Pharcyde\n duration_ms: 322000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, bam, bam, bam, hey, hey, what's up? 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Will you go tumbling after\n start_ms: 124630\n end_ms: 128000\n- text: Your man and take a stand or will you help him roll faster?\n start_ms: 128000\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: The reason why I ask you is because I'm sick of this\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134450\n- text: Bitch licking drip drip from a nigga's benefits\n start_ms: 134450\n end_ms: 137320\n- text: He doesn't even suit you and he's surely not your size\n start_ms: 137320\n end_ms: 140200\n- text: I'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide\n start_ms: 140200\n end_ms: 143250\n- text: And when you open up your eyes, babe mermaid, I really wish\n start_ms: 143250\n end_ms: 146510\n- text: That you don't bruise a limb as I swim with other fish in the sea\n start_ms: 146510\n end_ms: 150470\n- text: In the sea, that is\n start_ms: 150470\n end_ms: 151110\n- text: In the sea, in the sea that is\n start_ms: 151110\n end_ms: 153160\n- text: You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n start_ms: 153160\n 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about the hips or the lips or the tits or\n start_ms: 177650\n end_ms: 181250\n- text: Even the pussy whip, Elizabeth, this is it\n start_ms: 181250\n end_ms: 183880\n- text: Because I slipped and I tripped into a shoe that didn't fit\n start_ms: 183880\n end_ms: 186920\n- text: And now the next man is stealing my heart away\n start_ms: 186920\n end_ms: 190320\n- text: I'd charge him like a bull, but his pull never fades me\n start_ms: 190320\n end_ms: 193630\n- text: The kid is going crazy, they stepping with my lady\n start_ms: 193630\n end_ms: 196690\n- text: They're working on a baby, I'm pushing up the daisies\n start_ms: 196690\n end_ms: 199830\n- text: But hey diddle diddle, I won't play second fiddle\n start_ms: 199830\n end_ms: 202610\n- text: To no man and stand firm on this\n start_ms: 202610\n end_ms: 204830\n- text: And seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss\n start_ms: 204830\n end_ms: 207630\n- text: Just call me Big Gibraltar, miss\n start_ms: 207630\n end_ms: 209590\n- text: No, I won't diss, I'm just like off to other fish in the sea\n start_ms: 209590\n end_ms: 212280\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 212280\n end_ms: 212750\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea\n start_ms: 212750\n end_ms: 215100\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 215100\n end_ms: 215840\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea\n start_ms: 215840\n end_ms: 218170\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 218170\n end_ms: 218960\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 218960\n end_ms: 221350\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 221350\n end_ms: 222030\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 222030\n end_ms: 224460\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 224460\n end_ms: 225140\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (You know there's other, you know that there's 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other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 256390\n end_ms: 258720\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 258720\n end_ms: 259590\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 259590\n end_ms: 261950\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 261950\n end_ms: 262630\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 262630\n end_ms: 264920\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 264920\n end_ms: 265730\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 265730\n end_ms: 268190\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 268190\n end_ms: 268870\n- text: You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n start_ms: 268870\n end_ms: 271250\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 271250\n end_ms: 272040\n- text: You know there's other, you know that there's other\n start_ms: 272040\n end_ms: 274320\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 274320\n end_ms: 275050\n- text: You know there's other, you know that there's other\n start_ms: 275050\n end_ms: 277500\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 277500\n end_ms: 278290\n- text: You know there's other, you know that there's other\n start_ms: 278290\n end_ms: 280560\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 280560\n end_ms: 283690\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 283690\n end_ms: 286950\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 286950\n end_ms: 289990\n- text: In the sea, baby\n start_ms: 289990\n end_ms: 292420\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 292420\nplain: |-\n Yeah, bam, bam, bam, hey, hey, what's up? Yeah\n We was like that, you know?\n Yeah, now you got laid back\n Yeah, I'ma, uh, I'ma just sit in here for a couple of hours\n Man, don't sweat it, yo, we gonna catch some stuff, dude\n Oh, no, I'm kinda tired\n Nah, we got a basket, we gon' fill this basket before we go, yo\n Alright, bruh\n 'Cause the other fish is better\n\n It took a second to register up in my branium\n My dome, my head, my skull, my cranium\n My eyes have had enough, it was time to do some talking\n I had to creep through the hound dogs that were stalking\n This slimmy caught me peeping\n This means she wasn't sleeping on who I was\n So she crept in like a hawk\n In a minute's time, we adjourned to the floor\n Ooh, I hit a high note 'cause of the way that she was walking\n\n We got into the groove, I didn't bust no, uh, hip-hop moves\n I just kept it nice and smooth\n Next thing you know, we got together, word, I thought we'd be forever\n Didn't have an umbrella, now I'm soaked in stormy weather\n Whether two birds of a feather fly or fall it'll be together\n Never simp, pimp, and leave your love life limp\n There'll be no suicide attempts for this slim-trim kid\n 'Cause you know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n\n In the sea, in the sea, that is\n In the sea, in the sea, that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n In the sea, in the sea, that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n In the sea, in the sea, that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n You know there's other fish in the sea\n\n I reminisce, try to clear up all the myths\n For an imaginary kiss with you again\n Not even friends, though I wish that I could mend\n Like a tailor and be Olive Oyl's number one sailor\n I ams what I am, still I falls like an anvil\n She's heavy on the mind, sometimes it's more than I can handle\n But men aren't supposed to tumble into the den\n Be macho, but a honcho like Pancho will give in\n\n Family oriented, but not Oriental\n A dame is supposed to claim you even if you drive a Pinto\n A hero is a sandwich and a Manwich is a meal\n A marriage is a paper; are they fakin' or for real?\n\n What's the deal, dabbers? Will you go tumbling after\n Your man and take a stand or will you help him roll faster?\n The reason why I ask you is because I'm sick of this\n Bitch licking drip drip from a nigga's benefits\n He doesn't even suit you and he's surely not your size\n I'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide\n And when you open up your eyes, babe mermaid, I really wish\n That you don't bruise a limb as I swim with other fish in the sea\n In the sea, that is\n\n In the sea, in the sea that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n In the sea, in the sea that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n In the sea, in the sea that is\n You know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n\n Now, if there ain't no mountain high enough\n Why ain't you climbing up?\n My hand has been extended ever since the day I lent it to ya\n I thought I knew ya, but I didn't even know ya\n Bro, you're stupid 'cause you thought you captured Cupid\n And you found that love ain't two bits of shit\n So I resign and quit\n It ain't even about the hips or the lips or the tits or\n Even the pussy whip, Elizabeth, this is it\n Because I slipped and I tripped into a shoe that didn't fit\n\n And now the next man is stealing my heart away\n I'd charge him like a bull, but his pull never fades me\n The kid is going crazy, they stepping with my lady\n They're working on a baby, I'm pushing up the daisies\n But hey diddle diddle, I won't play second fiddle\n To no man and stand firm on this\n And seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss\n Just call me Big Gibraltar, miss\n No, I won't diss, I'm just like off to other fish in the sea\n\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (You know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other, you know that there's other\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other, you know that there's other\n In the sea, baby\n You know there's other, you know that there's other\n\n In the sea, baby\n In the sea, baby\n In the sea, baby\n In the sea, baby\n"},{"id":13504127,"name":"Otha Fish In theSea","trackName":"Otha Fish In theSea","artistName":"The Pharcyde","albumName":"The Pharcyde","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, bam, bam, bam, hey, hey, what's up? Yeah\nWe was like that, you know?\nYeah, now you got laid back\nYeah, I'ma, uh, I'ma just sit in here for a couple of hours\nMan, don't sweat it, yo, we gonna catch some stuff, dude\nOh, no, I'm kinda tired\nNah, we got a basket, we gon' fill this basket before we go, yo\nAlright, bruh\n'Cause the other fish is better\n\nIt took a second to register up in my branium\nMy dome, my head, my skull, my cranium\nMy eyes have had enough, it was time to do some talking\nI had to creep through the hound dogs that were stalking\nThis slimmy caught me peeping\nThis means she wasn't sleeping on who I was\nSo she crept in like a hawk\nIn a minute's time, we adjourned to the floor\nOoh, I hit a high note 'cause of the way that she was walking\n\nWe got into the groove, I didn't bust no, uh, hip-hop moves\nI just kept it nice and smooth\nNext thing you know, we got together, word, I thought we'd be forever\nDidn't have an umbrella, now I'm soaked in stormy weather\nWhether two birds of a feather fly or fall it'll be together\nNever simp, pimp, and leave your love life limp\nThere'll be no suicide attempts for this slim-trim kid\n'Cause you know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n\nIn the sea, in the sea, that is\nIn the sea, in the sea, that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\nIn the sea, in the sea, that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\nIn the sea, in the sea, that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\nYou know there's other fish in the sea\n\nI reminisce, try to clear up all the myths\nFor an imaginary kiss with you again\nNot even friends, though I wish that I could mend\nLike a tailor and be Olive Oyl's number one sailor\nI ams what I am, still I falls like an anvil\nShe's heavy on the mind, sometimes it's more than I can handle\nBut men aren't supposed to tumble into the den\nBe macho, but a honcho like Pancho will give in\n\nFamily oriented, but not Oriental\nA dame is supposed to claim you even if you drive a Pinto\nA hero is a sandwich and a Manwich is a meal\nA marriage is a paper; are they fakin' or for real?\n\nWhat's the deal, dabbers? Will you go tumbling after\nYour man and take a stand or will you help him roll faster?\nThe reason why I ask you is because I'm sick of this\nBitch licking drip drip from a nigga's benefits\nHe doesn't even suit you and he's surely not your size\nI'm surprised that you slept on a heart that's worldwide\nAnd when you open up your eyes, babe mermaid, I really wish\nThat you don't bruise a limb as I swim with other fish in the sea\nIn the sea, that is\n\nIn the sea, in the sea that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\nIn the sea, in the sea that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\nIn the sea, in the sea that is\nYou know there's other fish, in the sea, that is\n\nNow, if there ain't no mountain high enough\nWhy ain't you climbing up?\nMy hand has been extended ever since the day I lent it to ya\nI thought I knew ya, but I didn't even know ya\nBro, you're stupid 'cause you thought you captured Cupid\nAnd you found that love ain't two bits of shit\nSo I resign and quit\nIt ain't even about the hips or the lips or the tits or\nEven the pussy whip, Elizabeth, this is it\nBecause I slipped and I tripped into a shoe that didn't fit\n\nAnd now the next man is stealing my heart away\nI'd charge him like a bull, but his pull never fades me\nThe kid is going crazy, they stepping with my lady\nThey're working on a baby, I'm pushing up the daisies\nBut hey diddle diddle, I won't play second fiddle\nTo no man and stand firm on this\nAnd seal up on the bliss with a big juicy kiss\nJust call me Big Gibraltar, miss\nNo, I won't diss, I'm just like off to other fish in the sea\n\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (You know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\n\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other fish that's in the sea (you know there's other, you know that there's other)\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other, you know that there's other\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other, you know that there's other\nIn the sea, baby\nYou know there's other, you know that there's other\n\nIn the sea, baby\nIn the sea, baby\nIn the sea, baby\nIn the sea, baby","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.23] Yeah, bam, bam, bam, hey, hey, what's up? 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obsolete is the punk\nThat talks more junk than Sanford sells\nI jet propel at a rate, that complicate their mental state\nAs I invade their Masquerade, they couldn't fade with a clipper blade\n10 years in the trade is not enough, you can't cut it\nI let you take a swing, and you bunted for an easy out\nI leave emcees with doubt of exceeding\nMy name is Bootie Brown and I'm proceeding, leading\nThey try to follow, but they're shallow and hollow\n\nI can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle of O.E\nThey have no key or no clue\nTo the game at all, now they washed up\nHung out to dry\nStand there looking stupid, wondering why\n(Why man?)\nIt was the fame (fame), that they tried to get\nNow they walking around talkin' about represent\nAnd keep it real, but I got to appeal\n'Cause they existing in a fantasy when holding the steel\n\nDrop!\nDrop!\nDrop!\nDrop!\nDrop!\nDrop!\n\nRock-a-bye baby\nListen to your heartbeat pumping to a fine\nRavine of all things it's a vain of a shrine\nAll missions impossible are possible, 'cause I'm\nHeaded for a new sector 365\nDays from now, I'll wipe the sweat from my eye\nAnd each and every true will stick or fall from the skies\nOf my cloud nine\n\nFrom homies all the way to chicks, no matter how fine\nControlling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind\nYou hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying\nTear after tear in the puppet man's hands\nEvery time you take a stance you do the puppet man's dance\nAnd the world's at a standstill, deep in broken-man's-ville\nTrapped in the moat with an anvil, still\nKilling yourself (uh-huh), and dogging ya health\nYou ain't amphibious, so grab a hold of yourself\n\n(Shit is, shit is ill)\nBut through my will, my flow still will spill\nToxic slick to shock sick like electrocute\nWhen I execute acutely over the rhythm\nOn those that pollute, extra dosages is what I gotta give 'em\nGot 'em mad and tremblin'\n'Cause I been up in my lab assemblin'\n\nMissiles to bomb the 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ride now\nThis is gonna last, at least five minutes of your time\n\nShit is crazy (drop!)\nBut a whole (drop!) Lifetime\nWow (drop!) Shit is amazing\nOf the real rides (drop!)\nNow if you are to look out your right window\n(Need to get a hold of myself)\nYou'll see a map (hanging on for your life)\nThat's Labcabincalifornia (I'ma be there)\nRight over there (drop!)\nIt's just now flying over Hollywood (drop!)\nGet a good glimpse now (cuts, Pharcyde, forever)\n\nHold on now (infinity)\nA little turbulence, a little turbulence (Infinite and forever)\n(Droppin' these nuts)\nWe're going down, we're going down\nWhere's Quentin?\nM.O. (yeah) looks like you're gonna have to\nGrab the parachutes (I think I'm going)\nIt's time to drop down on Labcabincalifornia (outta my mind)\n\nThat'll be the spot\nWe just blew an engine\nWe're going down\nIt's going down\nIt's going down\nIt's going down\n(Emecees are phony) it's going down\n(Only the real survive)\nOnly the real survive\n\n(That's why we gotta drop it)\nOnly the real survive\n(That's why we gotta stop it)\nSurvive\n(That's why we gotta drop it)\nOnly the real survive\n(That's why we gotta stop it)\nHaha\nOn all open mic (drop!)\n\nStand strong (drop!)\nYeah\nInfinity\nThousand feet\nNine hundred feet\nFive hundred feet\nZero\nGround zero","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Drop\n artist: The Pharcyde\n album: The Pharcyde\n duration_ms: 334467\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Drop!\n\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n\n Let me freak the funk, obsolete is the punk\n That talks more junk than Sanford sells\n I jet propel at a rate, that complicate their mental state\n As I invade their Masquerade, they couldn't fade with a clipper blade\n 10 years in the trade is not enough, you can't cut it\n I let you take a swing, and you bunted for an easy out\n I leave emcees with doubt of exceeding\n My name is Bootie Brown and I'm proceeding, leading\n They try to follow, but they're shallow and hollow\n\n I can see right through them like an empty 40 bottle of O.E\n They have no key or no clue\n To the game at all, now they washed up\n Hung out to dry\n Stand there looking stupid, wondering why\n (Why man?)\n It was the fame (fame), that they tried to get\n Now they walking around talkin' about represent\n And keep it real, but I got to appeal\n 'Cause they existing in a fantasy when holding the steel\n\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n Drop!\n\n Rock-a-bye baby\n Listen to your heartbeat pumping to a fine\n Ravine of all things it's a vain of a shrine\n All missions impossible are possible, 'cause I'm\n Headed for a new sector 365\n Days from now, I'll wipe the sweat from my eye\n And each and every true will stick or fall from the skies\n Of my cloud nine\n\n From homies all the way to chicks, no matter how fine\n Controlling is a swollen way to wreck a proud mind\n You hold it in your hands and watch a man start crying\n Tear after tear in the puppet man's hands\n Every time you take a stance you do the puppet man's dance\n And the world's at a standstill, deep in broken-man's-ville\n Trapped in the moat with an anvil, still\n Killing yourself (uh-huh), and dogging ya health\n You ain't amphibious, so grab a hold of yourself\n\n (Shit is, shit is ill)\n But through my will, my flow still will spill\n Toxic slick to shock sick like electrocute\n When I execute acutely over the rhythm\n On those that pollute, extra dosages is what I gotta give 'em\n Got 'em mad and tremblin'\n 'Cause I been up in my lab assemblin'\n\n Missiles to bomb the enemy\n Because they envy me and the making of my mad currency\n Currently I think we're in a state of an emergency\n 'Cause niggas done sold their souls, and now their souls is hollow\n And I think they can't follow\n They can't swallow the truth because it hurts\n This is how I put it down, this is my Earth, my turf\n The worth of my birth is a billion\n And you know what time it is I'm gonna make a million\n\n Yeah, you know what time is it?\n Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time is it?\n Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time is it?\n Believe it or not, it's so divine\n Yeah, uh-huh, you know what time?\n I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind\n Believe it or not, it's so divine\n I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind\n We all like to welcome you to this here flight\n\n Believe it or not, it's so divine\n Now entering 50 thousand feet\n I got the supersonic shit that'll blow your mind\n Get you higher than the sky\n All day and all night\n You have to enjoy the ride, haha\n You got to enjoy the ride now\n This is gonna last, at least five minutes of your time\n\n Shit is crazy (drop!)\n But a whole (drop!) Lifetime\n Wow (drop!) Shit is amazing\n Of the real rides (drop!)\n Now if you are to look out your right window\n (Need to get a hold of myself)\n You'll see a map (hanging on for your life)\n That's Labcabincalifornia (I'ma be there)\n Right over there (drop!)\n It's just now flying over Hollywood (drop!)\n Get a good glimpse now (cuts, Pharcyde, forever)\n\n Hold on now (infinity)\n A little turbulence, a little turbulence (Infinite and forever)\n (Droppin' these nuts)\n We're going down, we're going down\n Where's Quentin?\n M.O. (yeah) looks like you're gonna have to\n Grab the parachutes (I think I'm going)\n It's time to drop down on Labcabincalifornia (outta my mind)\n\n That'll be the spot\n We just blew an engine\n We're going down\n It's going down\n It's going down\n It's going down\n (Emecees are phony) it's going down\n (Only the real survive)\n Only the real survive\n\n (That's why we gotta drop it)\n Only the real survive\n (That's why we gotta stop it)\n Survive\n (That's why we gotta drop it)\n Only the real survive\n (That's why we gotta stop it)\n Haha\n On all open mic (drop!)\n\n Stand strong (drop!)\n Yeah\n Infinity\n Thousand feet\n Nine hundred feet\n Five hundred feet\n Zero\n Ground zero\n"}]