[{"id":20233869,"name":"Auditorium","trackName":"Auditorium","artistName":"Yasiin Bey","albumName":"The Ecstatic","duration":375.414615,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\nThings are so passionate, times are so real\nSometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\nSmile on my face but it's really no joke\n\nYou feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\nThey goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\nThe focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\nAnd the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\nI speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\nI push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\nI feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\nThat I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\nAnd it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\nMy presence speak volumes before I say a word\nI'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nQuiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\nMind is a vital force, high level right across\nShoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\nI swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\nShocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\nThe world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\nSuttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\nAnd the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\nEverywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nSit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\nI'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\nWell, say about noonish commin' out the whip\nAnd lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\nCarrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\nNo, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\nAnd in Arabian barkin' other stuff\nTill his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\nI'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\nWhite apples, I'm breakin' on\nYou take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\nI don't understand it, on another planet?\nFifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\nAnd increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\nGettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\nRealized trappin' is crap\nWalk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\nArab they well wished they glad wrapped\nNow the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\nWhat it is?\nWhat it is?\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Auditorium\n  artist: Yasiin Bey\n  album: The Ecstatic\n  duration_ms: 375415\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\n  Things are so passionate, times are so real\n  Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\n  Smile on my face but it's really no joke\n\n  You feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\n  They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\n  The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\n  And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\n  I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\n  I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\n  I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\n  That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\n  And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\n  My presence speak volumes before I say a word\n  I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\n  Mind is a vital force, high level right across\n  Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\n  I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\n  Shocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\n  The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\n  Suttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\n  And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\n  Everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  Sit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\n  I'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\n  Well, say about noonish commin' out the whip\n  And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\n  Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\n  No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\n  And in Arabian barkin' other stuff\n  Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\n  I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\n  White apples, I'm breakin' on\n  You take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\n  I don't understand it, on another planet?\n  Fifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\n  And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\n  Gettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\n  Realized trappin' is crap\n  Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\n  Arab they well wished they glad wrapped\n  Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\n  What it is?\n  What it is?\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n"},{"id":20544700,"name":"Auditorium","trackName":"Auditorium","artistName":"Yasiin Bey","albumName":"The REcstatic","duration":199.1759999,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\nThings are so passionate, times are so real\nSometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\nSmile on my face but it's really no joke\n\nYou feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\nThey goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\nThe focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\nAnd the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\nI speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\nI push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\nI feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\nThat I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\nAnd it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\nMy presence speak volumes before I say a word\nI'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nQuiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\nMind is a vital force, high level right across\nShoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\nI swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\nShocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\nThe world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\nSuttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\nAnd the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\nEverywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nSit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\nI'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\nWell, say about noonish commin' out the whip\nAnd lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\nCarrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\nNo, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\nAnd in Arabian barkin' other stuff\nTill his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\nI'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\nWhite apples, I'm breakin' on\nYou take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\nI don't understand it, on another planet?\nFifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\nAnd increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\nGettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\nRealized trappin' is crap\nWalk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\nArab they well wished they glad wrapped\nNow the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\nWhat it is?\nWhat it is?\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Auditorium\n  artist: Yasiin Bey\n  album: The REcstatic\n  duration_ms: 199176\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\n  Things are so passionate, times are so real\n  Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\n  Smile on my face but it's really no joke\n\n  You feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\n  They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\n  The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\n  And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\n  I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\n  I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\n  I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\n  That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\n  And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\n  My presence speak volumes before I say a word\n  I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\n  Mind is a vital force, high level right across\n  Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\n  I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\n  Shocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\n  The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\n  Suttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\n  And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\n  Everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  Sit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\n  I'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\n  Well, say about noonish commin' out the whip\n  And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\n  Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\n  No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\n  And in Arabian barkin' other stuff\n  Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\n  I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\n  White apples, I'm breakin' on\n  You take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\n  I don't understand it, on another planet?\n  Fifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\n  And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\n  Gettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\n  Realized trappin' is crap\n  Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\n  Arab they well wished they glad wrapped\n  Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\n  What it is?\n  What it is?\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n"},{"id":9932084,"name":"Auditorium","trackName":"Auditorium","artistName":"Yasiin Bey","albumName":"The Ecstatic","duration":274.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\nThings are so passionate, times are so real\nSometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\nSmile on my face but it's really no joke\n\nYou feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\nThey goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\nThe focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\nAnd the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\nI speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\nI push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\nI feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\nThat I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\nAnd it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\nMy presence speak volumes before I say a word\nI'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nQuiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\nMind is a vital force, high level right across\nShoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\nI swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\nShocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\nThe world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\nSuttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\nAnd the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\nEverywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nSit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\nI'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\nWell, say about noonish commin' out the whip\nAnd lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\nCarrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\nNo, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\nAnd in Arabian barkin' other stuff\nTill his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\nI'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\nWhite apples, I'm breakin' on\nYou take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\nI don't understand it, on another planet?\nFifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\nAnd increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\nGettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\nRealized trappin' is crap\nWalk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\nArab they well wished they glad wrapped\nNow the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\nWhat it is?\nWhat it is?\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Auditorium\n  artist: Yasiin Bey\n  album: The Ecstatic\n  duration_ms: 274000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\n  Things are so passionate, times are so real\n  Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\n  Smile on my face but it's really no joke\n\n  You feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\n  They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\n  The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\n  And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\n  I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\n  I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\n  I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\n  That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\n  And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\n  My presence speak volumes before I say a word\n  I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\n  Mind is a vital force, high level right across\n  Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\n  I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\n  Shocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\n  The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\n  Suttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\n  And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\n  Everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  Sit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\n  I'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\n  Well, say about noonish commin' out the whip\n  And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\n  Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\n  No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\n  And in Arabian barkin' other stuff\n  Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\n  I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\n  White apples, I'm breakin' on\n  You take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\n  I don't understand it, on another planet?\n  Fifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\n  And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\n  Gettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\n  Realized trappin' is crap\n  Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\n  Arab they well wished they glad wrapped\n  Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\n  What it is?\n  What it is?\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n"},{"id":11963887,"name":"Auditorium","trackName":"Auditorium","artistName":"Yasiin Bey","albumName":"The REcstatic","duration":275.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\nThings are so passionate, times are so real\nSometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\nSmile on my face but it's really no joke\n\nYou feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\nThey goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\nThe focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\nAnd the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\nI speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\nI push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\nI feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\nThat I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\nAnd it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\nMy presence speak volumes before I say a word\nI'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nQuiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\nMind is a vital force, high level right across\nShoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\nI swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\nShocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\nThe world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\nSuttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\nAnd the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\nEverywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\nCradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\nUniversal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nSit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\nI'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\nWell, say about noonish commin' out the whip\nAnd lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\nCarrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\nNo, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\nAnd in Arabian barkin' other stuff\nTill his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\nI'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\nWhite apples, I'm breakin' on\nYou take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\nI don't understand it, on another planet?\nFifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\nAnd increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\nGettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\nRealized trappin' is crap\nWalk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\nArab they well wished they glad wrapped\nNow the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\nWhat it is?\nWhat it is?\n\nWhat it is? You know, they know\nWhat it is? We know, y'all know\nWhat is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\nWhat it is? You know, we know\nWhat it is? They know, y'all know\nWhat it is? You don't know? Here it is","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Auditorium\n  artist: Yasiin Bey\n  album: The REcstatic\n  duration_ms: 275000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  The way I feel sometimes it's too hard to sit still\n  Things are so passionate, times are so real\n  Sometimes I try an chill mellow down blowin' smoke\n  Smile on my face but it's really no joke\n\n  You feel it in the streets, the people breathe without hope\n  They goin' through the motion, they dimmin' down, they focus\n  The focus gettin' clear and the light turn sharp\n  And the eyes go teary, the mind grow weary\n\n  I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya don't hear me\n  I push it past the bass, no nations gotta feel me\n  I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\n  That I hardly ever sleep, my flows forever deep\n  And it's volumes or scriptures when I breath on a beat\n\n  My presence speak volumes before I say a word\n  I'm everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  Quiet storm, vital form pen pushed it right across\n  Mind is a vital force, high level right across\n  Shoulders the lions raw voice is the siren\n  I swing round, ring out and bring down the tyrant\n\n  Shocked, a small act could knock a giant lopsided\n  The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fightin'\n  Suttins tryna hide like the struggle won't find 'em\n  And the sun bust through the clouds to clearly remind him\n\n  Everywhere, penthouse, pavement and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, talk'll lead you on a shell\n  Universal ghetto life holla black, you know it well\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  Sit and come, relax, riddle off the mac, it's the patch\n  I'ma soldier in the middle of Iraq\n  Well, say about noonish commin' out the whip\n  And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid\n\n  Carrying laundry, what's wrong G, hungry?\n  No, gimme oil or get fuck out my country\n  And in Arabian barkin' other stuff\n  Till his moms come grab him and they walk off in a rush\n\n  I'm like surely hope that we can fix our differences soon\n  White apples, I'm breakin' on\n  You take everything, why not just take the damn food like\n\n  I don't understand it, on another planet?\n  Fifty one of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\n  And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\n  Gettin' down on that middle eastern instruments\n\n  Realized trappin' is crap\n  Walk over kicked one of my fabulous raps\n  Arab they well wished they glad wrapped\n  Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\n  What it is?\n  What it is?\n\n  What it is? You know, they know\n  What it is? We know, y'all know\n  What is is? Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n\n  What it is? You know, we know\n  What it is? They know, y'all know\n  What it is? You don't know? Here it is\n"},{"id":14899546,"name":"Auditorium feat. Slick Rick","trackName":"Auditorium feat. 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'[[Mos Def and Slick Rick]]'\n  start_ms: 206340\n  end_ms: 206860\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 206860\n  end_ms: 212350\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 212350\n  end_ms: 217440\n- text: '[[Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick]]'\n  start_ms: 217440\n  end_ms: 223800\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 223800\n  end_ms: 227460\n- text: You know, they know\n  start_ms: 227460\n  end_ms: 229610\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 229610\n  end_ms: 230570\n- text: We know, ya'll know\n  start_ms: 230570\n  end_ms: 231830\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 231830\n  end_ms: 232780\n- text: Ecstatic, there it is\n  start_ms: 232780\n  end_ms: 235910\n- text: Huh, what it is\n  start_ms: 235910\n  end_ms: 237540\n- text: You know, we know\n  start_ms: 237540\n  end_ms: 239820\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 239820\n  end_ms: 240610\n- text: They know, ya'll know\n  start_ms: 240610\n  end_ms: 242060\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 242060\n  end_ms: 243360\n- text: You don't know?\n  start_ms: 243360\n  end_ms: 244250\n- text: Here it is\n  start_ms: 244250\n  end_ms: 247210\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 247210\n  end_ms: 248270\n- text: You know, we know\n  start_ms: 248270\n  end_ms: 249920\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 249920\n  end_ms: 250790\n- text: They know, ya'll know\n  start_ms: 250790\n  end_ms: 252530\n- text: What it is\n  start_ms: 252530\n  end_ms: 253420\n- text: You don't know?\n  start_ms: 253420\n  end_ms: 254370\n- text: Here it is\n  start_ms: 254370\n  end_ms: 257790\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 257790\nplain: |-\n  [[Intro: Mos Def]]\n  Peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, peace, power\n  Mad Liberator, Def Operator\n  Rock the data, amazing flavor\n\n  [[Verse: Mos Def]]\n  Yo, the way I feel, sometime it's too hard to sit still\n  Things are so passionate, times are so real\n  Sometimes I try to chill, mellow down, blowin' smoke\n  Smile on my face but it's really no joke\n\n  You feel it in the street, the people breathe without hope\n  They going through the motion, they dimming down the focus\n  Their focus get cleared, then their light turn sharp\n  And the eyes grow teary, the mind grow weary\n\n  I speak it so clearly, sometimes ya'll don't hear me\n  I push it past the bass, no nations got to feel me\n  I feel it in my bones, black, I'm so wide awake\n  That I'm hardly ever asleep, my flow forever deep\n  And it's volumes or scriptures when I breathe on the beat\n\n  My presence speak volumes, before I say a word\n  I'm everywhere penthouse, pavement, and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell\n  Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well\n\n  Quiet storm, vital form, pen pushed it right across\n  Mind is a vital force, high level right across\n  Shoulders, the lions raw voice is the siren\n  I swing round, ring out, and bring down the tyrant\n  Shocked a small act, could knock a giant lopsided\n  The world is so dangerous, there's no need for fighting\n  Suttins trying to hide, like the struggle won't find him\n  And the sun bust through the clouds, to clearly remind him\n  He's everywhere: penthouse, pavement, and curb\n  Cradle to the grave, tall cathedral of a shell\n  Universal, ghetto life, holla black, you know it well\n\n  [[Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick]]\n  What it is\n  You know, they know\n  What it is\n  We know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  Huh, what it is\n  You know, we know\n  What it is\n  They know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  You don't know?\n  Here it is\n\n  What it is\n  You know, we know\n  What it is\n  They know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  You don't know?\n  Here it is\n\n  [[Ad lib: Mos Def]]\n  Peace, power, fantastic, original\n  And always on time, and rocking your mind, it's like\n\n  [[Verse: Slick Rick]]\n  Sit and come relax, riddle of the Mack\n  It's the patch, I'm a soldier in the middle of Iraq\n  Well say about noonish, coming out the whip\n  And lookin' at me curious, a young Iraqi kid (Awww)\n  Carrying laundry, whats wrong G? Hungry?\n  No, give me my oil, get fuck out my country\n  In an Arabian market, other stuff\n  Till his moms come grab him, and they walk off in a rush\n\n  Distrust, bitter like I's pissed off on moon\n  I'm like \"Shorty, hope that we can fix our differences soon! Bye!\"\n  Buying apples, I'm breaking 'em\n  Brooklyn take everything, why not just take the damn food Black bastard\n  I don't understand it, on another planet?\n  15 months of this stuff, how I'm gonna manage?\n  And increasing the sentiment, gentlemen\n  Getting down on their Middle-Eastern instruments\n  Realized trapped in this crap\n  Walk over, kicked one of my fabulous raps (La-dee Da-dee)\n  Arab jaws dropped, they well wished, they glad wrapped\n  Now the kid considered like an Elvis of Baghdad\n\n  [[Mos Def and Slick Rick]]\n  What it is\n  What it is\n\n  [[Chorus: Mos Def and Slick Rick]]\n  What it is\n  You know, they know\n  What it is\n  We know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  Ecstatic, there it is\n\n  Huh, what it is\n  You know, we know\n  What it is\n  They know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  You don't know?\n  Here it is\n\n  What it is\n  You know, we know\n  What it is\n  They know, ya'll know\n  What it is\n  You don't know?\n  Here it is\n"}]