[{"id":9004686,"name":"Fear & Doubt (feat. Kenna & Joey Purp)","trackName":"Fear & Doubt (feat. Kenna & Joey Purp)","artistName":"Vic Mensa","albumName":"INNANETAPE","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\nLighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\nStarin' of the narrow-point reflection of myself\nQuestionin' what is my life to become?\nI wonder if I'll ever be the man, my momma wish I was\nOr will I end up victim to the hand of a gun?\nGiven the current circumstances I stand alone\nNo one to hold me but me, I mean it's hard not to be stressed\nStretchin' myself to the bone, can't feel my chest\nI been heavin' cause all this smoke I been breathin' in just to not be depressed\nAll the pressures from record labels around me\nIn a benz still trynna sign me\nFinally in a position to put all that shit behind me\nHow many mothers have a son they never know?\nNobody questions what they do, nobody wonders where they go\nI'm goin' around in circles chasin' myself in contradiction\nWith a pistol to the back of my head\nProlly pull the trigger the moment after I make it big\nPretty white seats in the Lambo all plastered in red\nMy nigga, me? Naturally I forever be fly\nIt's in my blood, it has to be, how could I ever be not?\nAin't a question when and where cause I forever get mine\nStand in my way, that be the day they get a deputy shot\nGoin' back? Fuck that. That used to be me\nI used to be weak, we used to be thieves\nStill my shoes for a second, think about it\nWhat if you could be me? What would you do? Fuck would you do?\nI live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\nLighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\nHolla at your boy, it's Purple baby they label me\nA problem and I probably am, so I don't knock 'em\nHow I pull up in that Caddy on trims? Clean chakras\nWith a Oscar-winning bitch, she got on door knockers\nAnd I'm knocking down your door if it's war, partner\nDeepak Purple, that boy conscious\nJack four Biancis, come back with a pound a\nBroccoli like how he? Why he? Cause I be\nMoving through the city like a IV, trynna be monogamous\nBut I got bitches on my dick like I'm the shit cause I'm the shit\nAnd I only promise this\nTo my little girl, I'm a bring you the world\nYo fuck that\nNiggas love to talk, but that talkin' shit out the conversation\nYou young niggas gon' fuck up and start some complications\nYour baby mothers, your cousins, grandmother's congregatin'\nOne more time and your fuckin' life confiscated\nI seen good niggas die over less so how you trippin'?\nA higher power sent you and your niggas on your mission?\nThe Muslims preach to the Jews to preach to the Catholics and Christians\nMy brother's serving a life sentence, nigga how you livin'?\nMy homie get it on the boat, nigga how you get it?\nMy momma usually like to snort, nigga how you feel it?\nI asked him if it's easy to kill, he said hardly\nKilled a nigga in the club, took the life out the party, huh?\n\nI live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\nLighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\nGoin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n\nThis is me at the end of the day\nForget the talkin', forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras\nWho's who and who's watchin'?\nThe water for my soul for the day I hit the coffin\nKnow I'm a get mine, I'm a get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine, I'm a hit mine\nYou know I'ma get mine, I-I'ma get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\nYou know I'm a get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\nYou know I'm-I'ma get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine\nI'm-I'ma get mine\n(You know I gotta get mine)\n\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.68] I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\n[00:16.78] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[00:22.74] Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\n[00:27.14] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[00:31.96] Starin' of the narrow-point reflection of myself\n[00:34.45] Questionin' what is my life to become?\n[00:36.86] I wonder if I'll ever be the man, my momma wish I was\n[00:39.76] Or will I end up victim to the hand of a gun?\n[00:42.17] Given the current circumstances I stand alone\n[00:44.46] No one to hold me but me, I mean it's hard not to be stressed\n[00:47.39] Stretchin' myself to the bone, can't feel my chest\n[00:49.32] I been heavin' cause all this smoke I been breathin' in just to not be depressed\n[00:52.73] All the pressures from record labels around me\n[00:54.71] In a benz still trynna sign me\n[00:56.38] Finally in a position to put all that shit behind me\n[00:58.95] How many mothers have a son they never know?\n[01:01.26] Nobody questions what they do, nobody wonders where they go\n[01:04.18] I'm goin' around in circles chasin' myself in contradiction\n[01:06.50] With a pistol to the back of my head\n[01:08.51] Prolly pull the trigger the moment after I make it big\n[01:11.16] Pretty white seats in the Lambo all plastered in red\n[01:14.17] My nigga, me? Naturally I forever be fly\n[01:17.19] It's in my blood, it has to be, how could I ever be not?\n[01:19.94] Ain't a question when and where cause I forever get mine\n[01:22.62] Stand in my way, that be the day they get a deputy shot\n[01:25.29] Goin' back? Fuck that. That used to be me\n[01:27.66] I used to be weak, we used to be thieves\n[01:29.73] Still my shoes for a second, think about it\n[01:32.08] What if you could be me? What would you do? Fuck would you do?\n[01:37.50] I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\n[01:42.52] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[01:48.07] Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\n[01:52.62] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[01:57.58] Holla at your boy, it's Purple baby they label me\n[01:59.90] A problem and I probably am, so I don't knock 'em\n[02:02.49] How I pull up in that Caddy on trims? Clean chakras\n[02:05.18] With a Oscar-winning bitch, she got on door knockers\n[02:07.83] And I'm knocking down your door if it's war, partner\n[02:10.91] Deepak Purple, that boy conscious\n[02:13.53] Jack four Biancis, come back with a pound a\n[02:16.20] Broccoli like how he? Why he? Cause I be\n[02:18.80] Moving through the city like a IV, trynna be monogamous\n[02:21.71] But I got bitches on my dick like I'm the shit cause I'm the shit\n[02:24.74] And I only promise this\n[02:26.15] To my little girl, I'm a bring you the world\n[02:28.73] Yo fuck that\n[02:29.71] Niggas love to talk, but that talkin' shit out the conversation\n[02:32.41] You young niggas gon' fuck up and start some complications\n[02:35.08] Your baby mothers, your cousins, grandmother's congregatin'\n[02:37.72] One more time and your fuckin' life confiscated\n[02:40.52] I seen good niggas die over less so how you trippin'?\n[02:42.99] A higher power sent you and your niggas on your mission?\n[02:45.94] The Muslims preach to the Jews to preach to the Catholics and Christians\n[02:48.30] My brother's serving a life sentence, nigga how you livin'?\n[02:50.96] My homie get it on the boat, nigga how you get it?\n[02:53.70] My momma usually like to snort, nigga how you feel it?\n[02:56.36] I asked him if it's easy to kill, he said hardly\n[02:58.69] Killed a nigga in the club, took the life out the party, huh?\n[03:01.44] \n[03:02.83] I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\n[03:07.42] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[03:13.49] Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\n[03:18.11] Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n[03:22.58] \n[03:22.95] This is me at the end of the day\n[03:25.10] Forget the talkin', forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras\n[03:28.97] Who's who and who's watchin'?\n[03:30.48] The water for my soul for the day I hit the coffin\n[03:32.64] Know I'm a get mine, I'm a get mine\n[03:35.29] I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm a hit mine\n[03:37.83] You know I'ma get mine, I-I'ma get mine\n[03:40.26] I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:43.02] You know I'm a get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:45.69] I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:48.46] You know I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:49.57] I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:50.83] I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:52.52] I'm-I'ma get mine\n[03:53.40] (You know I gotta get mine)\n[04:03.46] \n","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fear & Doubt (feat. 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Naturally I forever be fly\n  It's in my blood, it has to be, how could I ever be not?\n  Ain't a question when and where cause I forever get mine\n  Stand in my way, that be the day they get a deputy shot\n  Goin' back? Fuck that. That used to be me\n  I used to be weak, we used to be thieves\n  Still my shoes for a second, think about it\n  What if you could be me? What would you do? Fuck would you do?\n  I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\n  Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n  Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\n  Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n  Holla at your boy, it's Purple baby they label me\n  A problem and I probably am, so I don't knock 'em\n  How I pull up in that Caddy on trims? Clean chakras\n  With a Oscar-winning bitch, she got on door knockers\n  And I'm knocking down your door if it's war, partner\n  Deepak Purple, that boy conscious\n  Jack four Biancis, come back with a pound a\n  Broccoli like how he? Why he? Cause I be\n  Moving through the city like a IV, trynna be monogamous\n  But I got bitches on my dick like I'm the shit cause I'm the shit\n  And I only promise this\n  To my little girl, I'm a bring you the world\n  Yo fuck that\n  Niggas love to talk, but that talkin' shit out the conversation\n  You young niggas gon' fuck up and start some complications\n  Your baby mothers, your cousins, grandmother's congregatin'\n  One more time and your fuckin' life confiscated\n  I seen good niggas die over less so how you trippin'?\n  A higher power sent you and your niggas on your mission?\n  The Muslims preach to the Jews to preach to the Catholics and Christians\n  My brother's serving a life sentence, nigga how you livin'?\n  My homie get it on the boat, nigga how you get it?\n  My momma usually like to snort, nigga how you feel it?\n  I asked him if it's easy to kill, he said hardly\n  Killed a nigga in the club, took the life out the party, huh?\n\n  I live in a daze, ridin' through the phase\n  Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n  Lighting in the flames, burnin' in the raids\n  Goin' out in a blaze and I blaze and I blaze\n\n  This is me at the end of the day\n  Forget the talkin', forget all of the lies and forget all of the cameras\n  Who's who and who's watchin'?\n  The water for my soul for the day I hit the coffin\n  Know I'm a get mine, I'm a get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm a hit mine\n  You know I'ma get mine, I-I'ma get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n  You know I'm a get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine, I'm-I'ma get mine\n  You know I'm-I'ma get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine\n  I'm-I'ma get mine\n  (You know I gotta get mine)\n\n"}]