[{"id":5334035,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"Roots, The","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: Roots, The\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  start_ms: 11660\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: Better believe it\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 19030\n- text: '''Cause it is comin'''\n  start_ms: 19030\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 31150\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 31150\n  end_ms: 36080\n- text: Yo! 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":23871,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  start_ms: 11660\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: Better believe it\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 19030\n- text: '''Cause it is comin'''\n  start_ms: 19030\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 31150\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 31150\n  end_ms: 36080\n- text: Yo! 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":29475405,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":364.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 364000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":31399886,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"Roots, The","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":375.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: Roots, The\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 375000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":19087502,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":432.66187,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 432662\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":24844683,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife (Original)","duration":356.44,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife (Original)\n  duration_ms: 356440\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":22108177,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife [Explicit]","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife [Explicit]\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":13047205,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"[standalone recordings]","duration":356.403084,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[background voice]\n. in my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: '[standalone recordings]'\n  duration_ms: 356403\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  start_ms: 11660\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: Better believe it\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 19030\n- text: '''Cause it is comin'''\n  start_ms: 19030\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 31150\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 31150\n  end_ms: 36080\n- text: Yo! 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  . in my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":36851225,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":361.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 361000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":36448662,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":273.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife\n  duration_ms: 273000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Voice in background]\n  Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  Another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":30000684,"name":"Episodes [Explicit]","trackName":"Episodes [Explicit]","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife (Explicit Version)","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nYo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\nDiddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin' outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transformed to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\nGame slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\nStreets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\nMy cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\nGot caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nThis is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\nGo out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\nHe even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\nAnd when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\nThen the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\nFuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\nAnd sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\nN— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nIt was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\nThe year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\nEven got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man, real bold\nTryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\nWhen n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\nN— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\nTakin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\nBack then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\nN— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\nN— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\nWhen you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\nIt ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nBetter believe it, 'cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nBetter believe it, 'cause it is comin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes [Explicit]\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife (Explicit Version)\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  start_ms: 11660\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: Better believe it\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 19030\n- text: '''Cause it is comin'''\n  start_ms: 19030\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 31150\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 31150\n  end_ms: 36080\n- text: Yo! 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Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n  Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin' outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n  Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n  My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n  Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n\n  Better believe it\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  'Cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\n  This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n  Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n  He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n  And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n  Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n  Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n  And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n  N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n\n  Better believe it\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  'Cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\n  It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n  The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n  Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man, real bold\n  Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n  When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n  N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n  Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n  N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n  N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n  When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n  It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  Better believe it\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  'Cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\n  Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n"},{"id":39415339,"name":"Episodes [Explicit]","trackName":"Episodes [Explicit]","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife [Explicit]","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nYo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\nDiddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin' outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transformed to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\nGame slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\nStreets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\nMy cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\nGot caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nThis is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\nGo out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\nHe even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\nAnd when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\nThen the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\nFuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\nAnd sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\nN— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nIt was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\nThe year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\nEven got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man, real bold\nTryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\nWhen n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\nN— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\nTakin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\nBack then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\nN— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\nN— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\nWhen you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\nIt ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\nBetter believe it\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\n'Cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\nBetter believe it, 'cause it is comin'\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nYou won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\nBetter believe it, 'cause it is comin'","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66]Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53]Better believe it\n[00:16.17]All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03]'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08]Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87]Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56]Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27]Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77]They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82]They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62]Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15]As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14]Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49]Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35]Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09]Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93]Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79]Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54]Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18]Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35]My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03]Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78]So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68]Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65]Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57]Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46]Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05]To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67]Better believe it\n[01:47.13]All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10]'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45]This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48]You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23]I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22]Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95]You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90]Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68]Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67]He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43]From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23]They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92]It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02]And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09]Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61]'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53]Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88]Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75]I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93]'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73]And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69]How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60]But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31]Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14]N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27]America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67]Better believe it\n[03:18.49]All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02]'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56]It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53]The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44]Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64]Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67]The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05]Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70]Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59]Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43]A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17]When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01]Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47]St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79]H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81]N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17]You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50]And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76]You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85]And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86]Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08]Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88]Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24]N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78]N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57]When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58]It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74]So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64]In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89]Better believe it\n[05:01.07]All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52]'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56]Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07]You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43]Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes [Explicit]\n  artist: The Roots\n  album: Illadelph Halflife [Explicit]\n  duration_ms: 356441\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n  start_ms: 11660\n  end_ms: 13530\n- text: Better believe it\n  start_ms: 13530\n  end_ms: 16170\n- text: All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  start_ms: 16170\n  end_ms: 19030\n- text: '''Cause it is comin'''\n  start_ms: 19030\n  end_ms: 25450\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 25450\n  end_ms: 31150\n- text: You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  start_ms: 31150\n  end_ms: 36080\n- text: Yo! 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N— thinks life's a dream\n  Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n  He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n  And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n  Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n  Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n  And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n  N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n\n  Better believe it\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  'Cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\n  It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n  The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n  Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man, real bold\n  Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n  When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n  N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n  Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n  N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n  N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n  When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n  It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  Better believe it\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  'Cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n\n  Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n  Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n"},{"id":5025930,"name":"Episodes (Album Version)","trackName":"Episodes (Album Version)","artistName":"The Roots","albumName":"Illadelph Halflife","duration":356.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Voice in background]\nYeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAnother episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Verse One: Black Thought]\nJust push the panic button on your remote control\nThen enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\nDiddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\nWho got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\nThey peepin outta closed windows\nThey not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\nWitness another episode with titanic panoramic view\nAs this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\nWild like a son sold for cash\nGuns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\nEntire crews pass not makin the news flash\nBrews pass a memory and spark not to blast\nWhatever Ave. transform to the war path\nPure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\nGame slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\nStreets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\nMy cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\nGot caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\nSo many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\nLick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\nKids run far from traditional credit cards scams\nVeterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\nStick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\nTo jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\nYo, the episodes to my area code\nJust another episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\nIt's just an episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n[Verse Two: Dice Raw]\nThis is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\nYou ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\nI'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\nLots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\nYou remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\nGo out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\nNever seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\nHe even got his little brother actin all outrageous\nFrom dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\nThey do anything and everything, tryin to come up\nIt's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\nAnd when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\nAin't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\nCause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\nThen the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\nFuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\nI guess the young boy just did not know the truth\nCause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\nAnd sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\nHow nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\nBut I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\nThought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\nNiggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\nAmerica's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice]\n. In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":9499267,"name":"Episodes","trackName":"Episodes","artistName":"The Roots feat. 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Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes\n  artist: The Roots feat. 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  . in my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":2716515,"name":"Episodes (Feat. 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In my area code\nIt's another episode in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code\nJust another episode in my area code\nAll sorts of episodes in my area code\nWhere the blocks explode,? back and unload\nI seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n[Verse Three: Malik B]\nIt was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\nThe year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\nEven got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\nMan that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\nThe first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\nStrolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\nWas just a little man real bold\nTryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\nA hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\nWhen niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\nRemember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice]\n  . In my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"},{"id":13049978,"name":"Episodes (ft. 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Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\nSt. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\nH-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\nNiggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\nYou wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\nAnd niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\nYou proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\nAnd never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\nAggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\nTakin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\nBack then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\nNiggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\nNiggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\nWhen you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\nIt ain't no tellin what they could do to you\nSo you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\nIn another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n[Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n[background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\nThis another episode in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code, yo\nWell this another episode\nYeah, they in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah, this in my area code\nEpisodes in my area code\nExplode. unload.\nUnfold in my area code\nYeah\n\n[The Jazzyfatnastees]\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nYou won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\nBetter believe it. cause it is co-min.","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.66] Yeah, you in tune to another episode in my area code\n[00:13.53] Better believe it\n[00:16.17] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[00:19.03] 'Cause it is comin'\n[00:25.45] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:31.15] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[00:36.08] Yo! Just push the panic button on your remote control\n[00:38.87] Then enter the zone where I patrol this wicked realm cold soul\n[00:42.56] Diddly Bo, leave her feelin' a saga foretold\n[00:45.27] Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n[00:48.77] They peepin' outta closed windows\n[00:50.82] They not secure as they supposed, I watched it all unfold\n[00:53.62] Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n[00:57.15] As this manic-depressant un-load with this gung-ho\n[01:00.14] Wild like a son sold for cash\n[01:02.49] Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n[01:05.35] Entire crews pass, not makin' the news flash\n[01:08.09] Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n[01:10.93] Whatever Ave. transformed to the war path\n[01:13.79] Pure wrath from North down to 24th & Task\n[01:16.54] Game slaughter half the n— you acquainted with\n[01:19.18] Streets tainted with camouflage, guerilla sabotage\n[01:22.35] My cousins Jarette and Todd was livin' type large\n[01:25.03] Got caught then blast, crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n[01:27.78] So many so-called hearts scarred, they buried in the yard\n[01:30.68] Lick shots at Babylon, de one comfy bombard\n[01:33.65] Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n[01:36.57] Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n[01:39.46] Stick-up kids is jumpin' outta plated Dodge Rams\n[01:42.05] To jam you and your man, it's mad drama and\n[01:44.67] Better believe it\n[01:47.13] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[01:50.10] 'Cause it is comin'\n[01:56.24] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:01.96] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[02:07.45] This is for all of my n— that are R.I.P.'s\n[02:10.48] You ain't missin' nothin', life ain't what it should be\n[02:13.23] I'll pass across soon, you know who's the enemy\n[02:16.22] Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n[02:18.95] You remember Tauseen? N— thinks life's a dream\n[02:21.90] Go out fast for the buck, do anythin' for the C.R.E.A.M\n[02:24.68] Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contagious\n[02:27.67] He even got his little brother actin' all outrageous\n[02:30.43] From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n[02:33.23] They do anythin' and everythin' tryin' to come up\n[02:35.92] It's kinda sickenin' how the cash is so fuckin' addictive\n[02:39.02] And when I say son wild, they say that that's conflicted\n[02:42.09] Ain't nothin' but a contradiction in this world we live in\n[02:44.61] 'Cause the loot is for the takin', and not for the givin'\n[02:47.53] Then the youngest one will say \"I'ma die hustlin'\n[02:50.88] Fuck everybody, except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n[02:53.75] I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n[02:55.93] 'Cause the followin' week, Tauseen threw him off a roof\n[02:58.73] And sometimes, I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n[03:01.69] How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin' less than a pack\n[03:04.60] But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rep\n[03:07.31] Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that!\n[03:10.14] N— causin' mayhem from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n[03:13.27] America's worst nightmare — guns in kids' hands\n[03:15.67] Better believe it\n[03:18.49] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[03:21.02] 'Cause it is comin'\n[03:27.38] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:33.09] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[03:38.56] It was the year of '84, I was tryin' to get in the mix\n[03:41.53] The year when n— rolled with sheepskins, Cazals and kicks\n[03:44.44] Even got the patent-leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n[03:47.64] Man, that talk is cheap, the crippled can't walk for weeks\n[03:50.67] The first stoge was rolled to Penn & Teller's\n[03:53.05] Strolled in the dollar house parties in search for Cinderella\n[03:56.70] Was just a little man, real bold\n[03:58.59] Tryin' to act grown and old so that respect'll be shown\n[04:01.43] A hip-hop, a little bop and the break-dancin'\n[04:04.17] When n— wore windbreakers, plot to take lambskins\n[04:07.01] Remember Zigglers? Uptown, the bottom's not quite the same\n[04:10.47] St. Charles in South Phil, the Ooh Mob gang\n[04:12.79] H-R-M Ogontz Ave., Brickyard to Hollow\n[04:15.81] N— was snatchin' Cazals and flippin' pockets for the dallo\n[04:19.17] You wore your little rope chain in West Oak Lane\n[04:21.50] And niggas from Logan came to extort, we know the game\n[04:24.76] You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n[04:26.85] And never even seen your man shot or bodies in chalk\n[04:29.86] Aggravated assault, another weekend in the precinct\n[04:33.08] Takin' everybody for a vic', man, that's how we think\n[04:35.88] Back then, you'd catch a sucker-punch off-guard\n[04:38.24] N— would pull your card, tryin' to walk around all hard\n[04:41.78] N— quick to flip your pockets if you lip-service\n[04:44.57] When you see fifteen niggas deep with scully's, get nervous!\n[04:47.58] It ain't no tellin' what they could do to you\n[04:49.74] So you clutch up, thinkin' and knowin' you gettin' stuck up\n[04:52.64] In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n[04:57.89] Better believe it\n[05:01.07] All sorts of episodes in my area code\n[05:03.52] 'Cause it is comin'\n[05:09.78] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:15.33] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:20.56] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:32.51] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:38.07] You won't believe the sight you see before your eyes\n[05:43.43] Better believe it, 'cause it is comin'\n[05:54.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Episodes (ft. 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back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [Verse One: Black Thought]\n  Just push the panic button on your remote control\n  Then enter the zone where our patrollers will get round cold soul\n  Diddly Bo leave her feelin a saga foretold\n  Who got caught 'pon the block for gold, got the old heads froze\n  They peepin outta closed windows\n  They not secure as they supposed I watched it all unfold\n  Witness another episode with titanic panoramic view\n  As this manic-depressin un-load with his gun hold\n  Wild like a son sold for cash\n  Guns traded for sensi and hash, crack for ass\n  Entire crews pass not makin the news flash\n  Brews pass a memory and spark not to blast\n  Whatever Ave. transform to the war path\n  Pure wrath from North down to 24th and Task\n  Game slaughter half, the niggas you were prayin with\n  Streets tainted with camouflage - guerilla sabotage\n  My cousin's Jarette and Todd, was livin type large\n  Got caught then blast crashed off on Broad and Lombard\n  So many so-called hearts scarred they buried in the yard\n  Lick shots at Babylon de one comfy bombard\n  Kids run far from traditional credit cards scams\n  Veterans is nipped in the butt with large plans\n  Stick up kids is jumpin outta plated Dodge Rams\n  To jam, you and your man it's mad drama and -\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  Yo, the episodes to my area code\n  Just another episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode, where the temperature is cold\n  It's just an episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it\n\n  [Verse Two: Dice Raw]\n  This is for all of my niggaz, that are R.I.P.'s\n  You ain't missin nothin, life ain't what it should be\n  I'll pass across soon, who know who's the enemy\n  Lots of shit has changed and it's kinda fucked up to see\n  You remember Tauseen nigga thick slice of dream\n  Go out fast for the buck do anything for the cream\n  Never seen a case like this, although it's quite contageous\n  He even got his little brother actin all outrageous\n  From dusk to dawn, and from dawn back to dusk\n  They do anything and everything, tryin to come up\n  It's kinda sickenin, how the cash is so fuckin addicted\n  And when I say son wild they say that that's conflicted\n  Ain't nothin but a contradiction in this world we live in\n  Cause the loot is for the takin, and not for the givin\n  Then the youngest one, will say \"I'ma die hustlin\n  Fuck everybody except my brother who I'm trusted in\"\n  I guess the young boy just did not know the truth\n  Cause the following week Tauseen threw him off the roof\n  And sometimes I wonder what the fuck I think about that\n  How nowadays kids get whacked for somethin less than a pat\n  But I guess that's how it goes when there ain't no more rap\n  Thought he was his brother's keeper, but fuck all that\n  Niggaz causin mayhem, from the P.M.'s to A.M.'s\n  America's worst nightmare -- guns in kids' hands\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice]\n  . in my area code\n  It's another episode in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code\n  Just another episode in my area code\n  All sorts of episodes in my area code\n  Where the blocks explode,? back and unload\n  I seen it unfold in my area code, check it, yo\n\n  [Verse Three: Malik B]\n  It was the year of '84 I was tryin to get in the mix\n  The year when niggaz rolled with sheepskins gazelles and kicks\n  Even got the patent leather Adidas snatched off your feet\n  Man that talk is cheap the crippled can't walk for weeks\n  The first sto was word to Penn and Teller's\n  Strolled in the dollar house parties; in search for Cinderella\n  Was just a little man real bold\n  Tryin to act grown and old so the respect'll be shown\n  A hip-hop a little pop and the breakdancin\n  When niggaz wore windbreakers plot to take lambskins\n  Remember Zigglers? Uptown the bottom's not quite the same\n  St. Charles in South Phil the ooh mob gang\n  H-R-M Ogontz Ave. Brickyard to hollow\n  Niggaz was snatchin gazzeles and flippin pockets for the dallo\n  You wore your little wolf chain in West Oak Lane\n  And niggaz from Logan came to extort we know the game\n  You proclaim this gangster bullshit talk\n  And never even seen your man shot, or bodies in chalk\n  Aggravated assualt another weekend in the precinct\n  Takin everybody for their ring man that's how we think\n  Back then you catch a suckerpunch off guard\n  Niggaz will pull your card, tryin to walk around all hard\n  Niggaz quick to flip your pockets if you lip service\n  When you see fifteen niggaz deep - with scully's get nervous\n  It ain't no tellin what they could do to you\n  So you clutch up, thinkin and knowin you gettin stuck up\n  In another episode in my area code, episode in my area code\n\n  [Chorus: The Jazzyfatnastees + background voice]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n\n  [background voice over last line of Verse Three onward]\n  This another episode in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code, yo\n  Well this another episode\n  Yeah, they in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah, this in my area code\n  Episodes in my area code\n  Explode. unload.\n  Unfold in my area code\n  Yeah\n\n  [The Jazzyfatnastees]\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  You won't believe the site you see before your eyes.\n  Better believe it. cause it is co-min.\n"}]