[{"id":18462201,"name":"$UICIDEBOY$ - AVALON (Official Lyric Video)","trackName":"$UICIDEBOY$ - AVALON (Official Lyric Video)","artistName":"$uicideboy$","albumName":"$uicideboy$ Videos","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to- put the thang up to his brain\nLay down you- put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to the- thang up to- the thang up to his brain put\nWah wah\n\nPsycho ward, to the mental, i'm a Don (yeah yeah)\nIn the wards got the Fenty in my 'ron (yeah yeah)\nScare the block of them Xannies, so i'm calm (wah wah)\nCough a lot from the damage to my lungs ayy\nDope smoker, gun-totin', i'm a killer's killer\nPill popper, i don't know a lot who really sicker\nFull of liquor, codeine drinker, fucking up my liver\nPull the trigger up to the thriller to the highest bidder\nOoh la-la, what's the vibe, pussy boy?\nAK boom, put 'em in their tomb, take lives just because\nSay, \"nah i'm on fire from the drugs\"\nBend that hoe, gave that bitch some dick, she get off of my nut\n(ayy ayy)\nShe gon' deepthroath it till she cry\nGot my face tatted on her thigh\nRealest mother fucker from the Five\nEvery meal the last supper when you God\n\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to- the thang up to his brain\nLay down you- put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to- the thang up to- the thang up to his brain\nAight bet\n\nSend me the fucking addy and i'll see y'all in a second\nKeys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911\nDrive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\nTryna save me, it's all because i suck her titties like a baby\nHate me all you want, better watch your back, i never front\nYou got problems? i got a bunch\nNothing has changed except the chunk, ah\nKnock the piss out a pussy boy, trust\nSnort a thirty off the .40, let it bust\nGive me bread, watch how quick i start to duck\nI put FENTY on her toes, she put fenty in my cup, uh\nWhat with all this racket? what the fuck with this fuss?\nRuby unapproachable, but still, the bum rush\nOh my, $uicide, you're that guy\nYou're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign?\nShe a nine, personality borderline\nShe tried to stand me up but i dicked her down and bent her spine\n\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to- put the thang up to his brain\nLay down you- put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to the- thang up to- the thang up to his brain","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: $UICIDEBOY$ - AVALON (Official Lyric Video)\n  artist: $uicideboy$\n  album: $uicideboy$ Videos\n  duration_ms: 141000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to- put the thang up to his brain\n  Lay down you- put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to the- thang up to- the thang up to his brain put\n  Wah wah\n\n  Psycho ward, to the mental, i'm a Don (yeah yeah)\n  In the wards got the Fenty in my 'ron (yeah yeah)\n  Scare the block of them Xannies, so i'm calm (wah wah)\n  Cough a lot from the damage to my lungs ayy\n  Dope smoker, gun-totin', i'm a killer's killer\n  Pill popper, i don't know a lot who really sicker\n  Full of liquor, codeine drinker, fucking up my liver\n  Pull the trigger up to the thriller to the highest bidder\n  Ooh la-la, what's the vibe, pussy boy?\n  AK boom, put 'em in their tomb, take lives just because\n  Say, \"nah i'm on fire from the drugs\"\n  Bend that hoe, gave that bitch some dick, she get off of my nut\n  (ayy ayy)\n  She gon' deepthroath it till she cry\n  Got my face tatted on her thigh\n  Realest mother fucker from the Five\n  Every meal the last supper when you God\n\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to- the thang up to his brain\n  Lay down you- put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to- the thang up to- the thang up to his brain\n  Aight bet\n\n  Send me the fucking addy and i'll see y'all in a second\n  Keys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911\n  Drive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\n  Tryna save me, it's all because i suck her titties like a baby\n  Hate me all you want, better watch your back, i never front\n  You got problems? i got a bunch\n  Nothing has changed except the chunk, ah\n  Knock the piss out a pussy boy, trust\n  Snort a thirty off the .40, let it bust\n  Give me bread, watch how quick i start to duck\n  I put FENTY on her toes, she put fenty in my cup, uh\n  What with all this racket? what the fuck with this fuss?\n  Ruby unapproachable, but still, the bum rush\n  Oh my, $uicide, you're that guy\n  You're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign?\n  She a nine, personality borderline\n  She tried to stand me up but i dicked her down and bent her spine\n\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to- put the thang up to his brain\n  Lay down you- put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to his brain\n  Put the thang up to the- thang up to- the thang up to his brain\n"},{"id":33919354,"name":"Avalon","trackName":"Avalon","artistName":"$uicideboy$","albumName":"$uicideboy$","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Put the thang up to his brain (you did good, $lick)\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\nLay you down, you, put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\nWah, wah\nPsycho ward, to the mental, I'm a don (yeah, yeah)\nIn the ward's got the Fenty in my 'ron (yeah, yeah)\nSkate the block off them Xannies, so I'm calm (wah, wah)\nCough a lot from that damage to my lungs, ayy (ayy)\nDope-smoker, gun-totin', I'm a killer's killer (wah)\nPill-popper, I don't know a lot who really sicker (ayy)\nFull of liquor, Codeine-drinker, fuckin' up my liver (wah)\nPull the trigger, up the thriller to the highest bidder (ayy, ayy)\nOoh-la-la, what's the vibe, pussy boy? (Wah)\nAK boom, put 'em in their tomb, take lives just because (brr, brr)\nSay, \"Nah, I'm on fire from the drugs\" (yeah)\nBend that ho, gave that bitch some dick, she get off of my nut (ayy, ayy)\nShe gon' deepthroat it 'til she cry (cry)\nGot my face tatted on her thigh (thigh)\nRealest motherfucker from the five (five)\nEvery meal the last supper when you God (God)\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\nLay you down, you, put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to, the thang up to his brain (aight, bet)\nSend me the fuckin' addy and I'll see y'all in a second\nKeys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911 (vroom, vroom)\nDrive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\nTryna save me, it's all because I suck her titties like a baby\nHate me all you want, better watch your back, I never front\nYou want problems? I got a bunch\nAin't nothing changed except the chunk, ah\nKnock the piss out a pussy boy, trust\nSnort a thirty off the .40, let it bust (baow, baow)\nGimme bread, watch how quick I start to duck (quack)\nI put Fenty on her toes, she put Fenty in my cup, uh\nWhat with all this racket? What the fuck with all this fuss? (Uh)\nRuby unapproachable, but still, they bum rush (yeah, yeah)\nOh my, $uicide, you're that guy (you're that guy)\nYou're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign? (Taurus?)\nShe a nine, personality borderline\nShe tried to stand me up but I dicked her down and bent her spine\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\nLay you down, you, put the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to his brain\nPut the thang up to, the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] Put the thang up to his brain (you did good, $lick)\n[00:01.42] Put the thang up to his brain\n[00:03.07] Put the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\n[00:05.65] Lay you down, you, put the thang up to his brain\n[00:07.93] Put the thang up to his brain\n[00:09.65] Put the thang up to, the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\n[00:12.18] Wah, wah\n[00:12.95] Psycho ward, to the mental, I'm a don (yeah, yeah)\n[00:16.22] In the ward's got the Fenty in my 'ron (yeah, yeah)\n[00:19.49] Skate the block off them Xannies, so I'm calm (wah, wah)\n[00:22.59] Cough a lot from that damage to my lungs, ayy (ayy)\n[00:25.89] Dope-smoker, gun-totin', I'm a killer's killer (wah)\n[00:28.89] Pill-popper, I don't know a lot who really sicker (ayy)\n[00:32.19] Full of liquor, Codeine-drinker, fuckin' up my liver (wah)\n[00:35.39] Pull the trigger, up the thriller to the highest bidder (ayy, ayy)\n[00:39.39] Ooh-la-la, what's the vibe, pussy boy? (Wah)\n[00:42.41] AK boom, put 'em in their tomb, take lives just because (brr, brr)\n[00:45.79] Say, \"Nah, I'm on fire from the drugs\" (yeah)\n[00:48.69] Bend that ho, gave that bitch some dick, she get off of my nut (ayy, ayy)\n[00:52.63] She gon' deepthroat it 'til she cry (cry)\n[00:55.74] Got my face tatted on her thigh (thigh)\n[00:58.97] Realest motherfucker from the five (five)\n[01:01.90] Every meal the last supper when you God (God)\n[01:04.34] Put the thang up to his brain\n[01:05.64] Put the thang up to his brain\n[01:06.96] Put the thang up to, the thang up to his brain\n[01:09.58] Lay you down, you, put the thang up to his brain\n[01:11.87] Put the thang up to his brain\n[01:13.47] Put the thang up to, the thang up to, the thang up to his brain (aight, bet)\n[01:16.54] Send me the fuckin' addy and I'll see y'all in a second\n[01:19.78] Keys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911 (vroom, vroom)\n[01:23.10] Drive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\n[01:25.74] Tryna save me, it's all because I suck her titties like a baby\n[01:29.50] Hate me all you want, better watch your back, I never front\n[01:32.30] You want problems? I got a bunch\n[01:33.56] Ain't nothing changed except the chunk, ah\n[01:37.11] Knock the piss out a pussy boy, trust\n[01:40.27] Snort a thirty off the .40, let it bust (baow, baow)\n[01:43.52] Gimme bread, watch how quick I start to duck (quack)\n[01:46.30] I put Fenty on her toes, she put Fenty in my cup, uh\n[01:49.30] What with all this racket? What the fuck with all this fuss? (Uh)\n[01:52.74] Ruby unapproachable, but still, they bum rush (yeah, yeah)\n[01:56.26] Oh my, $uicide, you're that guy (you're that guy)\n[01:59.50] You're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign? 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(Uh)\nRuby unapproachable, but still, they bum rush (yeah, yeah)\nOh my, $uicide, you're that guy (you're that guy)\nYou're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign? 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(Wah)\nAK boom, put him in they tomb, take lives just because (brr, brr)\nSay, \"Nah, I'm a five from the drugs\" (yeah)\nWhen that ho get up in some dick, she get off of my nut (ayy, ayy)\nShe gon' deepthroat it 'til she cry (cry)\nGot my face tatted on her thigh (thigh)\nRealest motherfucker from the five (five)\nEvery meal the last supper when you God (God)\n\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to-the banger to his brain\nLay you down, you-put the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to-the banger to-the banger to his brain (a'ight, bet)\n\nSend me the fuckin' addy and I'll see y'all in a second\nKeys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911 (vroom, vroom)\nDrive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\nTryna save me, it's all because I suck her titties like a baby\nHate me all you want, better watch your back, I never front\nYou got problems, I got a bunch\nAin't nothing changed except the chop', ah\n\nKnock the piss out a pussy boy, truss\nSnort a 30 off the .40, let it bust (bow, bow!)\nGimme bread, watch how quick I start to duck (quack)\nI put FENTY on her toes, she put fenty' in my cup, uh\nWhat with all this racket, what the fuck with all this fuss? (Uh)\nRuby unapproachable, but still, they bum rush (yeah, yeah)\nOh my, $uicide, you're that guy (you're that guy)\nYou're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign? (Taurus?)\nShe and I, personality borderline\nShe tried to stand me up but I dicked her down and bent her spine\n\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to-the banger to his brain\nLay you down, you-put the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to his brain\nPut the banger to-the banger to-the banger to his brain","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Put the banger to his brain (You did good, $lick)\n[00:01.24] Put the banger to his brain\n[00:02.98] Put the banger to-the banger to his brain\n[00:05.32] Lay you down, you-put the banger to his brain\n[00:07.85] Put the banger to his brain\n[00:09.36] Put the banger to-the banger to-the banger to his brain\n[00:12.21] Wah, wah\n[00:13.15] Psycho ward, to the mental, I'm a Don (yeah, yeah)\n[00:16.05] And the warrant's got the 50 in my bond (yeah, yeah)\n[00:19.23] Escaped the block off them Xanny's, so I'm calm (wah, wah)\n[00:22.48] Cough a lot from the damage to my lungs, ayy (ayy)\n[00:25.74] Dope smoker, gun totin', I'ma kill his killer (wah)\n[00:28.99] Pill popper, I don't know a lot, but look sicker (ayy)\n[00:31.92] Full of liquor, codeine drinker, fuckin' up my liver (wah)\n[00:35.24] Pull the trigger of thе thriller to the highest biddеr (ayy, ayy)\n[00:38.99] Ooh, la-la, what's the vibe, pussy boy? (Wah)\n[00:42.05] AK boom, put him in they tomb, take lives just because (brr, brr)\n[00:45.43] Say, \"Nah, I'm a five from the drugs\" (yeah)\n[00:48.73] When that ho get up in some dick, she get off of my nut (ayy, ayy)\n[00:52.48] She gon' deepthroat it 'til she cry (cry)\n[00:55.45] Got my face tatted on her thigh (thigh)\n[00:58.75] Realest motherfucker from the five (five)\n[01:01.77] Every meal the last supper when you God (God)\n[01:04.22] Put the banger to his brain\n[01:05.42] Put the banger to his brain\n[01:06.92] Put the banger to-the banger to his brain\n[01:09.34] Lay you down, you-put the banger to his brain\n[01:11.76] Put the banger to his brain\n[01:13.32] Put the banger to-the banger to-the banger to his brain (a'ight, bet)\n[01:16.52] Send me the fuckin' addy and I'll see y'all in a second\n[01:19.63] Keys to the Fleetwood Caddy, push to start the 911 (vroom, vroom)\n[01:22.91] Drive these bitches crazy, yeah, they always tryna date me\n[01:25.87] Tryna save me, it's all because I suck her titties like a baby\n[01:29.32] Hate me all you want, better watch your back, I never front\n[01:32.33] You got problems, I got a bunch\n[01:33.83] Ain't nothing changed except the chop', ah\n[01:36.98] Knock the piss out a pussy boy, truss\n[01:39.85] Snort a 30 off the .40, let it bust (bow, bow!)\n[01:43.29] Gimme bread, watch how quick I start to duck (quack)\n[01:45.94] I put FENTY on her toes, she put fenty' in my cup, uh\n[01:49.49] What with all this racket, what the fuck with all this fuss? (Uh)\n[01:52.57] Ruby unapproachable, but still, they bum rush (yeah, yeah)\n[01:56.18] Oh my, $uicide, you're that guy (you're that guy)\n[01:59.28] You're that guy who wanna die, what's your sign? 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