[{"id":35754993,"name":"God Bless The Dead","trackName":"God Bless The Dead","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz\nThat's right bwoy\nIt's goin on, right here\nThug Life\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead, and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first\nTell him shit got worse, I ain't mad\nI know you representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlers, caught up in the whirlwind\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy\nSayin' shit don't stop nigga no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' motherfuckers plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time\nMy epitaph, will read, was the last of G's\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\nGod bless the dead (yeah don't stop)\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook, all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts, same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nI keep a gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\nGod bless the dead\n(God bless the dead) Yeah, rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime (God bless the dead)\nReal motherfuckin G's, this one is for you, yo Stretch, Biggy\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis Crew, Thug Life, YG'z\nSendin' they respect, ya know what I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\nI pray before I go to sleep \"Dear God\"\nSay my grace before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm droppin to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton\nNiggas terrified of drama from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin' so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nBut spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggy Smallz and the thuggin' clique, yeah\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.20] Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz\n[00:07.24] That's right bwoy\n[00:08.73] It's goin on, right here\n[00:11.23] Thug Life\n[00:12.93] God bless the dead\n[00:19.17] God bless the dead, and buried nigga\n[00:21.56] Don't worry if you see God first\n[00:23.58] Tell him shit got worse, I ain't mad\n[00:25.58] I know you representin' the crew\n[00:27.29] And I can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew\n[00:29.71] Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n[00:32.29] If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n[00:34.71] My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n[00:37.31] Straight hustlers, caught up in the whirlwind\n[00:39.75] The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy\n[00:42.23] Sayin' shit don't stop nigga no pity\n[00:44.89] We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n[00:47.28] Money makin' motherfuckers plot scandalous schemes\n[00:49.89] In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n[00:52.19] I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time\n[00:54.47] My epitaph, will read, was the last of G's\n[00:57.29] Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n[00:59.45] God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\n[01:03.96] God bless the dead (yeah don't stop)\n[01:09.90] God bless the dead\n[01:14.00] God bless the dead\n[01:19.00] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n[01:21.73] I been caught up in this game\n[01:23.00] Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n[01:25.53] I can see 'em in my head, pow\n[01:27.33] Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n[01:29.56] Lookin' back in my yearbook, all the years took\n[01:32.88] Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n[01:34.80] And if I die will they all shed tears?\n[01:36.86] Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n[01:39.92] Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n[01:41.89] Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n[01:44.80] See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n[01:48.00] And all the courts, same way they fucked us\n[01:50.20] And why the hell am I locked in jail\n[01:52.42] They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n[01:54.94] In my mind I can see it comin'\n[01:56.74] And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n[01:59.23] I keep a gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n[02:01.46] Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n[02:04.29] God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\n[02:08.96] God bless the dead\n[02:14.00] (God bless the dead) Yeah, rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too early\n[02:17.51] All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime (God bless the dead)\n[02:20.20] Real motherfuckin G's, this one is for you, yo Stretch, Biggy\n[02:25.70] Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n[02:28.46] Springfield Hollis Crew, Thug Life, YG'z\n[02:31.54] Sendin' they respect, ya know what I mean?\n[02:34.11] You my nigga for life, forever\n[02:36.14] You're always gonna be with a nigga\n[02:38.11] No matter what, don't forget that\n[02:44.00] I pray before I go to sleep \"Dear God\"\n[02:46.00] Say my grace before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n[02:48.37] So I'm droppin to my knees, oh why?\n[02:51.04] Why you had to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye?\n[02:53.24] You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton\n[02:56.78] Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun\n[02:58.93] Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n[03:01.35] But it's mind blowin' so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n[03:03.74] Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n[03:07.00] He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n[03:08.51] But spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n[03:11.17] Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did\n[03:13.96] Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n[03:16.57] The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n[03:19.12] Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n[03:21.27] The spirit Biggy Smallz and the thuggin' clique, yeah\n[03:24.60] God bless the dead\n[03:29.22] God bless the dead\n[03:34.20] God bless the dead\n[03:39.40] God bless the dead","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: God Bless The Dead\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: God Bless The Dead\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz\n  start_ms: 4200\n  end_ms: 7240\n- text: That's right bwoy\n  start_ms: 7240\n  end_ms: 8730\n- text: It's goin on, right here\n  start_ms: 8730\n  end_ms: 11230\n- text: Thug Life\n  start_ms: 11230\n  end_ms: 12930\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 12930\n  end_ms: 19170\n- text: God bless the dead, and buried nigga\n  start_ms: 19170\n  end_ms: 21560\n- text: Don't worry if you see God first\n  start_ms: 21560\n  end_ms: 23580\n- text: Tell him shit got worse, I ain't mad\n  start_ms: 23580\n  end_ms: 25580\n- text: I know you 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  start_ms: 199120\n  end_ms: 201270\n- text: The spirit Biggy Smallz and the thuggin' clique, yeah\n  start_ms: 201270\n  end_ms: 204600\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 204600\n  end_ms: 209220\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 209220\n  end_ms: 214200\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 214200\n  end_ms: 219400\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 219400\nplain: |-\n  Rest in peace to my motherfucker Biggy Smallz\n  That's right bwoy\n  It's goin on, right here\n  Thug Life\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead, and buried nigga\n  Don't worry if you see God first\n  Tell him shit got worse, I ain't mad\n  I know you representin' the crew\n  And I can picture you in heaven with a blunt and a brew\n  Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n  If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n  My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n  Straight hustlers, caught up in the whirlwind\n  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggy\n  Sayin' shit don't stop nigga no pity\n  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n  Money makin' motherfuckers plot scandalous schemes\n  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n  I was addicted to tryin, never meant to do time\n  My epitaph, will read, was the last of G's\n  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n  God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\n  God bless the dead (yeah don't stop)\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n  I been caught up in this game\n  Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n  I can see 'em in my head, pow\n  Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n  Lookin' back in my yearbook, all the years took\n  Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n  And if I die will they all shed tears?\n  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n  Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n  And all the courts, same way they fucked us\n  And why the hell am I locked in jail\n  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n  In my mind I can see it comin'\n  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n  I keep a gun and never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n  God bless the dead (that's right) (that's right)\n  God bless the dead\n  (God bless the dead) Yeah, rest in peace to all the motherfuckers that passed too early\n  All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime (God bless the dead)\n  Real motherfuckin G's, this one is for you, yo Stretch, Biggy\n  Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n  Springfield Hollis Crew, Thug Life, YG'z\n  Sendin' they respect, ya know what I mean?\n  You my nigga for life, forever\n  You're always gonna be with a nigga\n  No matter what, don't forget that\n  I pray before I go to sleep \"Dear God\"\n  Say my grace before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n  So I'm droppin to my knees, oh why?\n  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock-a-bye?\n  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin a ton\n  Niggas terrified of drama from the young gun\n  Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n  But it's mind blowin' so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  But spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  Now ya bout to smell the aftermath of what the mag did\n  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  The teflon's bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggy Smallz and the thuggin' clique, yeah\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":30890843,"name":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","trackName":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: God Bless The Dead\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n  That's right boy, it's goin' on\n  Right here, Thug Life\n  God bless the dead\n\n  God bless the dead and buried nigga\n  Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n  I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n  And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n  Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n  If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n  My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n  Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\n  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n  Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n  Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n  I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n  My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n  God bless the dead\"\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n  I been caught up in this game\n  Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n  I can see 'em in my head, pow\n  Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n  Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n  Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n  And if I die will they all shed tears?\n\n  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n  Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n  And all the courts same way they fucked us\n  And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n  In my mind I can see it comin'\n\n  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n  By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n  All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n  Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n  Yo Stretch, Biggie\n\n  Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n  Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n  Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n  You my nigga for life, forever\n  You're always gonna be with a nigga\n  No matter what, don't forget that\n\n  I pray before I go to sleep\n  Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n  So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n  Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n  Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n  But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\n  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":14631039,"name":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","trackName":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead","duration":263.7355,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: God Bless The Dead\n  duration_ms: 263736\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n  That's right boy, it's goin' on\n  Right here, Thug Life\n  God bless the dead\n\n  God bless the dead and buried nigga\n  Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n  I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n  And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n  Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n  If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n  My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n  Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\n  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n  Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n  Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n  I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n  My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n  God bless the dead\"\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n  I been caught up in this game\n  Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n  I can see 'em in my head, pow\n  Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n  Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n  Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n  And if I die will they all shed tears?\n\n  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n  Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n  And all the courts same way they fucked us\n  And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n  In my mind I can see it comin'\n\n  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n  By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n  All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n  Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n  Yo Stretch, Biggie\n\n  Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n  Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n  Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n  You my nigga for life, forever\n  You're always gonna be with a nigga\n  No matter what, don't forget that\n\n  I pray before I go to sleep\n  Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n  So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n  Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n  Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n  But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\n  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":14630598,"name":"God Bless The Dead (LP Version)","trackName":"God Bless The Dead (LP Version)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead","duration":260.39175,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: God Bless The Dead (LP Version)\n  artist: 2Pac\n  album: God Bless The Dead\n  duration_ms: 260392\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n  That's right boy, it's goin' on\n  Right here, Thug Life\n  God bless the dead\n\n  God bless the dead and buried nigga\n  Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n  I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n  And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n  Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n  If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n  My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n  Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\n  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n  Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n  Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n  I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n  My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n  God bless the dead\"\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n  I been caught up in this game\n  Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n  I can see 'em in my head, pow\n  Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n  Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n  Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n  And if I die will they all shed tears?\n\n  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n  Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n  And all the courts same way they fucked us\n  And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n  In my mind I can see it comin'\n\n  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n  By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n  All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n  Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n  Yo Stretch, Biggie\n\n  Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n  Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n  Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n  You my nigga for life, forever\n  You're always gonna be with a nigga\n  No matter what, don't forget that\n\n  I pray before I go to sleep\n  Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n  So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n  Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n  Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n  But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\n  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  Guess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.85] Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n[00:08.03] That's right boy, it's goin' on\n[00:11.13] Right here, Thug Life\n[00:14.38] God bless the dead\n[00:17.18] \n[00:20.35] God bless the dead and buried nigga\n[00:22.55] Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n[00:25.67] I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n[00:28.02] And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n[00:30.51] Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n[00:33.01] If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n[00:35.54] My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n[00:38.06] Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n[00:40.42] The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n[00:43.02] Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n[00:45.33] We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n[00:48.01] Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n[00:50.67] In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n[00:52.92] I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n[00:55.53] My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n[00:58.03] Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n[01:00.18] God bless the dead\"\n[01:04.95] God bless the dead\n[01:07.98] \n[01:10.30] God bless the dead\n[01:13.10] \n[01:15.14] God bless the dead\n[01:19.89] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n[01:22.47] I been caught up in this game\n[01:23.78] Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n[01:26.28] I can see 'em in my head, pow\n[01:27.90] Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n[01:30.43] Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n[01:33.57] Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n[01:35.66] And if I die will they all shed tears?\n[01:37.56] Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n[01:40.61] Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n[01:42.44] Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n[01:45.62] See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n[01:48.87] And all the courts same way they fucked us\n[01:51.01] And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n[01:53.05] They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n[01:55.58] In my mind I can see it comin'\n[01:57.43] And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n[01:59.89] By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n[02:02.35] Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n[02:04.96] God bless the dead\n[02:07.85] \n[02:10.12] God bless the dead\n[02:13.15] \n[02:15.18] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n[02:18.48] All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n[02:21.29] Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n[02:24.21] Yo Stretch, Biggie\n[02:26.30] Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n[02:29.13] Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n[02:32.40] Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n[02:34.96] You my nigga for life, forever\n[02:36.92] You're always gonna be with a nigga\n[02:38.93] No matter what, don't forget that\n[02:44.75] I pray before I go to sleep\n[02:46.20] Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n[02:49.41] So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n[02:51.54] Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n[02:54.00] You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n[02:57.34] Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n[02:59.72] Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n[03:02.17] But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n[03:04.61] Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n[03:07.53] He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n[03:09.22] For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n[03:12.23] Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n[03:14.61] Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n[03:17.54] The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n[03:19.78] Guess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":20558840,"name":"God Bless the Dead (LP)","trackName":"God Bless the Dead (LP)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless the Dead / Troublesome ’96","duration":253.884082,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":25685016,"name":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","trackName":"God Bless The Dead (Instrumental)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead (Promo CD)","duration":263.758367,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"},{"id":22450422,"name":"God Bless The Dead (LP)","trackName":"God Bless The Dead (LP)","artistName":"2Pac","albumName":"God Bless The Dead b/w Troublesome '96","duration":258.123312,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\nThat's right boy, it's goin' on\nRight here, Thug Life\nGod bless the dead\n\nGod bless the dead and buried nigga\nDon't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\nI ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\nAnd I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\nFuck the world, pain was a part of the game\nIf you a baller, money went as quick as it came\nMy role models gone or they locked in the pen\nStraight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\nThe other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\nSayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\nWe all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\nMoney makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\nIn the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\nI was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\nMy epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\nKicked the shit to make the white man bleed\nGod bless the dead\"\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nMan, ain't nobody promised me a thang\nI been caught up in this game\nEver since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\nI can see 'em in my head, pow\nMemories of my nigga but he dead now\nLookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\nHalf my peers, they're stretched for years\nAnd if I die will they all shed tears?\n\nTwo to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\nParanoid got me lookin' in the mirror\nBehind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\nSee I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\nAnd all the courts same way they fucked us\nAnd why the hell am I locked in jail?\nThey let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\nIn my mind I can see it comin'\n\nAnd all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\nBy keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\nCry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\n\nRest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\nAll the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\nReal motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\nYo Stretch, Biggie\n\nYo Big, this is to you my nigga\nSpringfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\nSendin' they respect, know I mean?\nYou my nigga for life, forever\nYou're always gonna be with a nigga\nNo matter what, don't forget that\n\nI pray before I go to sleep\nDear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\nSo I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\nWhy you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\nYou had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\nNiggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\nHearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\nBut it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\nSlip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\nHe shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\nFor spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\nNow ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\nWannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\nThe teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\nGuess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.85] Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n[00:08.03] That's right boy, it's goin' on\n[00:11.13] Right here, Thug Life\n[00:14.38] God bless the dead\n[00:17.18] \n[00:20.35] God bless the dead and buried nigga\n[00:22.55] Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n[00:25.67] I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n[00:28.02] And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n[00:30.51] Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n[00:33.01] If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n[00:35.54] My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n[00:38.06] Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n[00:40.42] The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n[00:43.02] Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n[00:45.33] We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n[00:48.01] Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n[00:50.67] In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n[00:52.92] I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n[00:55.53] My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n[00:58.03] Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n[01:00.18] God bless the dead\"\n[01:04.95] God bless the dead\n[01:07.98] \n[01:10.30] God bless the dead\n[01:13.10] \n[01:15.14] God bless the dead\n[01:19.89] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n[01:22.47] I been caught up in this game\n[01:23.78] Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n[01:26.28] I can see 'em in my head, pow\n[01:27.90] Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n[01:30.43] Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n[01:33.57] Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n[01:35.66] And if I die will they all shed tears?\n[01:37.56] Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n[01:40.61] Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n[01:42.44] Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n[01:45.62] See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n[01:48.87] And all the courts same way they fucked us\n[01:51.01] And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n[01:53.05] They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n[01:55.58] In my mind I can see it comin'\n[01:57.43] And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n[01:59.89] By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n[02:02.35] Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n[02:04.96] God bless the dead\n[02:07.85] \n[02:10.12] God bless the dead\n[02:13.15] \n[02:15.18] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n[02:18.48] All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n[02:21.29] Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n[02:24.21] Yo Stretch, Biggie\n[02:26.30] Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n[02:29.13] Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n[02:32.40] Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n[02:34.96] You my nigga for life, forever\n[02:36.92] You're always gonna be with a nigga\n[02:38.93] No matter what, don't forget that\n[02:44.75] I pray before I go to sleep\n[02:46.20] Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n[02:49.41] So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n[02:51.54] Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n[02:54.00] You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n[02:57.34] Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n[02:59.72] Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n[03:02.17] But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n[03:04.61] Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n[03:07.53] He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n[03:09.22] For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n[03:12.23] Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n[03:14.61] Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n[03:17.54] The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n[03:19.78] Guess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.82] Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n[00:08.04] That's right boy, it's goin' on\n[00:11.16] Right here, Thug Life\n[00:14.37] God bless the dead\n[00:17.17] \n[00:20.39] God bless the dead and buried nigga\n[00:22.58] Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n[00:25.62] I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n[00:28.02] And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n[00:30.58] Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n[00:33.08] If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n[00:35.50] My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n[00:38.00] Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n[00:40.46] The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n[00:43.03] Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n[00:45.36] We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n[00:48.02] Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n[00:50.65] In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n[00:52.95] I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n[00:55.58] My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n[00:58.07] Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n[01:00.16] God bless the dead\"\n[01:04.97] God bless the dead\n[01:07.99] \n[01:10.27] God bless the dead\n[01:13.07] \n[01:15.12] God bless the dead\n[01:19.81] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n[01:22.45] I been caught up in this game\n[01:23.74] Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n[01:26.28] I can see 'em in my head, pow\n[01:27.95] Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n[01:30.49] Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n[01:33.52] Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n[01:35.68] And if I die will they all shed tears?\n[01:37.53] Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n[01:40.68] Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n[01:42.45] Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n[01:45.63] See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n[01:48.87] And all the courts same way they fucked us\n[01:51.07] And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n[01:53.05] They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n[01:55.56] In my mind I can see it comin'\n[01:57.46] And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n[01:59.85] By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n[02:02.36] Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n[02:04.92] God bless the dead\n[02:07.81] \n[02:10.20] God bless the dead\n[02:15.13] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n[02:18.46] All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n[02:21.24] Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n[02:24.28] Yo Stretch, Biggie\n[02:26.33] Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n[02:29.13] Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n[02:32.35] Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n[02:34.90] You my nigga for life, forever\n[02:36.98] You're always gonna be with a nigga\n[02:38.97] No matter what, don't forget that\n[02:44.72] I pray before I go to sleep\n[02:46.23] Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n[02:49.42] So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n[02:51.51] Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n[02:54.09] You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n[02:57.31] Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n[02:59.73] Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n[03:02.17] But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n[03:04.65] Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n[03:07.52] He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n[03:09.22] For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n[03:12.28] Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n[03:14.69] Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n[03:17.50] The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n[03:19.73] Guess who? 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I'll make a mess of your crew quick\nThe spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead\nGod bless the dead","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.60] Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n[00:07.53] That's right boy, it's goin' on\n[00:10.60] Right here, Thug Life\n[00:13.06] God bless the dead\n[00:16.19] God bless the dead and buried nigga\n[00:22.27] Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n[00:25.69] I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n[00:27.84] And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n[00:30.50] Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n[00:33.01] If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n[00:35.59] My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n[00:38.01] Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n[00:40.42] The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n[00:43.00] Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n[00:45.33] We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n[00:48.05] Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n[00:50.60] In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n[00:52.92] I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n[00:55.52] My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n[00:58.05] Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n[01:00.12] God bless the dead\"\n[01:04.16] God bless the dead\n[01:09.71] God bless the dead\n[01:15.49] God bless the dead\n[01:18.65] Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n[01:22.48] I been caught up in this game\n[01:23.79] Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n[01:26.25] I can see 'em in my head, pow\n[01:27.94] Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n[01:30.44] Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n[01:33.54] Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n[01:35.64] And if I die will they all shed tears?\n[01:37.58] Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n[01:40.64] Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n[01:42.41] Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n[01:45.67] See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n[01:47.82] And all the courts same way they fucked us\n[01:51.02] And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n[01:53.04] They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n[01:55.56] In my mind I can see it comin'\n[01:57.47] And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n[01:59.89] By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n[02:02.38] Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n[02:04.92] God bless the dead\n[02:07.32] God bless the dead\n[02:18.18] Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n[02:18.98] All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n[02:21.70] Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n[02:23.90] Yo Stretch, Biggie\n[02:25.87] Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n[02:29.43] Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n[02:32.66] Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n[02:34.42] You my nigga for life, forever\n[02:36.95] You're always gonna be with a nigga\n[02:39.25] No matter what, don't forget that\n[02:41.78] I pray before I go to sleep\n[02:46.07] Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n[02:49.66] So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n[02:51.77] Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n[02:54.06] You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n[02:57.32] Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n[02:59.71] Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n[03:02.15] But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n[03:04.84] Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n[03:07.58] He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n[03:10.55] For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n[03:12.29] Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n[03:14.82] Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n[03:17.78] The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n[03:19.73] Guess who? 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187580\n- text: He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  start_ms: 187580\n  end_ms: 190550\n- text: For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  start_ms: 190550\n  end_ms: 192290\n- text: Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n  start_ms: 192290\n  end_ms: 194820\n- text: Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  start_ms: 194820\n  end_ms: 197780\n- text: The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  start_ms: 197780\n  end_ms: 199730\n- text: Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  start_ms: 199730\n  end_ms: 202280\n- text: The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n  start_ms: 202280\n  end_ms: 204950\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 204950\n  end_ms: 209330\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 209330\n  end_ms: 214570\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 214570\n  end_ms: 219870\n- text: God bless the dead\n  start_ms: 219870\n  end_ms: 263150\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 263150\nplain: |-\n  Rest in peace to my mothafucker Biggie Smalls\n  That's right boy, it's goin' on\n  Right here, Thug Life\n  God bless the dead\n\n  God bless the dead and buried nigga\n  Don't worry if you see God first, tell Him shit got worse\n  I ain't mad, I know you're representin' the crew\n  And I can picture you in Heaven with a blunt and a brew\n  Fuck the world, pain was a part of the game\n  If you a baller, money went as quick as it came\n  My role models gone or they locked in the pen\n  Straight hustlas, caught up in the whirlwind\n\n  The other day, I thought I seen my homeboy Biggie\n  Sayin shit don't stop, nigga, no pity\n  We all hoods, and all we ever had was dreams\n  Money makin' mothafuckas plot scandalous schemes\n  In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind\n  I was addicted to tryin', never meant to do time\n  My epitaph will read \"Was the last of Gs\n  Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed\n  God bless the dead\"\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Man, ain't nobody promised me a thang\n  I been caught up in this game\n  Ever since I was a little motherfucker wantin' to hang\n  I can see 'em in my head, pow\n  Memories of my nigga but he dead now\n  Lookin' back in my yearbook all the years took\n  Half my peers, they're stretched for years\n  And if I die will they all shed tears?\n\n  Two to the dome, leave me alone, let me get my head clear\n  Paranoid got me lookin' in the mirror\n  Behind me, life without my nine, I'd rather do the time\n  See I'm old enough to know that ain't no justice\n  And all the courts same way they fucked us\n  And why the hell am I locked in jail?\n  They let them white boys free, we be shocked as hell\n  In my mind I can see it comin'\n\n  And all the time it's a plot to keep a nigga runnin'\n  By keepin' gun, never run unless I'm comin' at ya\n  Cry later but for now let's enjoy the laughter\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n\n  Rest in peace to all the motherfuckas that passed too early\n  All the young motherfuckas that was took in they prime\n  Real motherfuckin' Gz, this one is for you\n  Yo Stretch, Biggie\n\n  Yo Big, this is to you my nigga\n  Springfield Hollis crew, Thug Life, YGz\n  Sendin' they respect, know I mean?\n  You my nigga for life, forever\n  You're always gonna be with a nigga\n  No matter what, don't forget that\n\n  I pray before I go to sleep\n  Dear God save my place before I start to eat, 'cause times is hard\n  So I'm covered to my knees, oh why?\n  Why you had to take my nigga with the rock I buy?\n  You had to take a good one, a ghetto hood son, uzi weighin' a ton\n  Niggas terrified of comin' from the young gun\n  Hearin' that they did it outta fear don't amaze me\n  But it's mind blowin', so I'm flowin' goin' crazy\n\n  Slip for cock the gun but he didn't run like a punk\n  He shoulda had the gauge in the trunk\n  For spunk is what he had, kid, I'd ratha attack Big\n  Now ya 'bout to smell the aftermath of what the mack did\n  Wannabe suckers wanna test, I'm tellin' you, yes\n  The teflon's 'bout to rip through your fuckin' vest\n  Guess who? I'll make a mess of your crew quick\n  The spirit Biggie Smalls and the Damadam clique, yeah\n\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n  God bless the dead\n"}]