[{"id":28187648,"name":"My Life","trackName":"My Life","artistName":"50 Cent & Eminem & Adam Levine","albumName":"50 Cent Hits","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"My...\nYeah, yeah\nMmm\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try\n\nYeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\nMan their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\nI tried to help niggas get on\nThey turned around and spit right in my face\nSo Game and Buck both can suck a dick\nNow when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n'Cause I'm not writing anymore\nThey not making hits\n\nI'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\nIf money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\nI'm doing what I'm supposed to\nI'm a writer, I'm a fighter\nEntrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\nWatch me maneuver\nWhat's it to ya\nThe track I lace it, it's better than basic\nThis is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try\n\nWhile you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\nGetting your buzz heavy\nI was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\nSipping on some of that revenge juice\nGetting my taste buds ready\nTo wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n\nI think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\nThought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\nHe's bugging again, he's straight thugging\nFuck who he's offending\nHe'll rip your vocal chords out\nAnd have them bitches plugged in the\n\nMotherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\nNow take the other end of 'em\nThen plug them motherfuckers-in-each\nOne of your eye sockets\n'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\nThat'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n\nI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\nFuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\nYou ever betted against me\nFeels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\nAnd I'm thinkin' about just saying\nMotherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n\n'Cause this is all I know\nThis is why so hard I go\nI swear to God I put my heart and soul\nIn this more than anybody knows\nI'm trapped, so all I do is rap\nBut everytime I rap I'm more trapped\nAnd I rap myself right to this bubble\nOh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n\nIt's like a vicious cycle\nMy life's in a crisis\nChrist, how was I supposed to know\nShit would turn up like it did\nFeels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\nAnd I might just blow my lid\nShit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n'Cause I'm running in circles with\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try\n\nI haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\nSold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\nMaybe this is for me, maybe\nMaybe I'm supposed to go crazy\nMaybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n\nPsycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\nTry to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\nWrap your head up in plastic pussy\nNow pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\nIt's tragic, it's sad it's\n\nNever gonna end, now we number one again\nWith that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\nAccept it, respect it\nThis a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\nOf every fucking thing living\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo 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supposed to\n[01:01.62] I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n[01:02.82] Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n[01:04.35] Watch me maneuver\n[01:05.32] What's it to ya\n[01:06.46] The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n[01:08.90] This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n[01:11.40] My life, my life\n[01:13.76] Makes me wanna run away\n[01:15.68] There's no place to go\n[01:18.79] No place to go\n[01:21.95] All the confusion\n[01:23.34] It's an illusion like a movie\n[01:26.64] Got nowhere to go\n[01:28.64] Nowhere to run and hide\n[01:30.34] No matter how hard I try\n[01:32.88] While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n[01:35.04] Getting your buzz heavy\n[01:36.11] I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n[01:39.07] Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n[01:40.52] Getting my taste buds ready\n[01:41.72] To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n[01:44.94] I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n[01:47.16] Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n[01:50.07] He's bugging again, he's straight thugging\n[01:51.39] Fuck who he's offending\n[01:52.48] He'll rip your vocal chords out\n[01:54.12] And have them bitches plugged in the\n[01:55.42] Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n[01:58.28] Now take the other end of 'em\n[01:59.68] Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n[02:00.90] One of your eye sockets\n[02:02.10] 'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n[02:03.56] That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n[02:06.23] I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n[02:08.36] Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n[02:10.43] You ever betted against me\n[02:11.55] Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n[02:13.96] And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n[02:14.98] Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n[02:17.17] 'Cause this is all I know\n[02:18.56] This is why so hard I go\n[02:19.38] I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n[02:21.17] In this more than anybody knows\n[02:22.52] I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n[02:23.81] But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n[02:25.25] And I rap myself right to this bubble\n[02:26.64] Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n[02:28.19] It's like a vicious cycle\n[02:29.35] My life's in a crisis\n[02:30.39] Christ, how was I supposed to know\n[02:31.52] Shit would turn up like it did\n[02:32.78] Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n[02:34.14] And I might just blow my lid\n[02:34.98] Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n[02:37.76] 'Cause I'm running in circles with\n[02:38.94] My life, my life\n[02:40.77] Makes me wanna run away\n[02:42.97] There's no place to go\n[02:46.05] No place to go\n[02:49.16] All the confusion\n[02:50.66] It's an illusion like a movie\n[02:53.75] Got nowhere to go\n[02:55.96] Nowhere to run and hide\n[02:57.82] No matter how hard I try\n[03:00.59] I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n[03:03.03] Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\n[03:05.75] Maybe this is for me, maybe\n[03:06.94] Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy\n[03:08.78] Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n[03:11.53] Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\n[03:13.92] Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\n[03:17.04] Wrap your head up in plastic pussy\n[03:18.70] Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\n[03:20.98] It's tragic, it's sad it's\n[03:22.37] Never gonna end, now we number one again\n[03:24.72] With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n[03:27.43] Accept it, respect it\n[03:29.12] This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n[03:31.51] Of every fucking thing living\n[03:33.39] My life, my life\n[03:35.41] Makes me wanna run away\n[03:37.53] There's no place to go\n[03:40.67] No place to go\n[03:43.65] All the confusion\n[03:45.12] It's an illusion like a movie\n[03:48.32] Got nowhere to 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What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n  Getting your buzz heavy\n  I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n  Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n  Getting my taste buds ready\n  To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n\n  I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n  Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n  He's bugging again, he's straight thugging\n  Fuck who he's offending\n  He'll rip your vocal chords out\n  And have them bitches plugged in the\n\n  Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n  Now take the other end of 'em\n  Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n  One of your eye sockets\n  'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n  That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n\n  I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n  Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n  You ever betted against me\n  Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n  And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n  Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n\n  'Cause this is all I know\n  This is why so hard I go\n  I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n  In this more than anybody knows\n  I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n  But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n  And I rap myself right to this bubble\n  Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n\n  It's like a vicious cycle\n  My life's in a crisis\n  Christ, how was I supposed to know\n  Shit would turn up like it did\n  Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n  And I might just blow my lid\n  Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n  'Cause I'm running in circles with\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n  Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\n  Maybe this is for me, maybe\n  Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy\n  Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n\n  Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\n  Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\n  Wrap your head up in plastic pussy\n  Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\n  It's tragic, it's sad it's\n\n  Never gonna end, now we number one again\n  With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n  Accept it, respect it\n  This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n  Of every fucking thing living\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run 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making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n  Getting your buzz heavy\n  I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n  Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n  Getting my taste buds ready\n  To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n\n  I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n  Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n  He's bugging again, he's 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blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n[02:08.36] Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n[02:10.43] You ever betted against me\n[02:11.55] Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n[02:13.96] And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n[02:14.98] Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n[02:17.17] 'Cause this is all I know\n[02:18.56] This is why so hard I go\n[02:19.38] I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n[02:21.17] In this more than anybody knows\n[02:22.52] I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n[02:23.81] But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n[02:25.25] And I rap myself right to this bubble\n[02:26.64] Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n[02:28.19] It's like a vicious cycle\n[02:29.35] My life's in a crisis\n[02:30.39] Christ, how was I supposed to know\n[02:31.52] Shit would turn up like it did\n[02:32.78] Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n[02:34.14] And I might just blow my lid\n[02:34.98] Shit I almost wish that I would have 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They turned around and spit right in my face\n  So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n  Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n  'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n  They not making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n  Getting your buzz heavy\n  I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n  Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n  Getting my taste buds ready\n  To wolf down this 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yeah\n[00:15.50] Mmm\n[00:16.96] My life, my life\n[00:19.24] Makes me wanna run away\n[00:21.09] There's no place to go\n[00:24.39] No place to go\n[00:27.43] All the confusion\n[00:28.90] It's an illusion like a movie\n[00:32.06] Got nowhere to go\n[00:34.19] Nowhere to run and hide\n[00:35.97] No matter how hard I try\n[00:37.70] Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n[00:41.14] Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n[00:43.70] I tried to help niggas get on\n[00:45.41] They turned around and spit right in my face\n[00:47.29] So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n[00:49.01] Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n[00:51.92] 'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n[00:53.30] They not making hits\n[00:54.83] I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n[00:57.55] If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n[01:00.30] I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n[01:01.62] I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n[01:02.82] Entrepreneur, 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thugging\n[01:51.39] Fuck who he's offending\n[01:52.48] He'll rip your vocal chords out\n[01:54.12] And have them bitches plugged in the\n[01:55.42] Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n[01:58.28] Now take the other end of 'em\n[01:59.68] Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n[02:00.90] One of your eye sockets\n[02:02.10] 'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n[02:03.56] That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n[02:06.23] I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n[02:08.36] Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n[02:10.43] You ever betted against me\n[02:11.55] Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n[02:13.96] And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n[02:14.98] Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n[02:17.17] 'Cause this is all I know\n[02:18.56] This is why so hard I go\n[02:19.38] I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n[02:21.17] In this more than anybody knows\n[02:22.52] I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n[02:23.81] But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n[02:25.25] And I rap myself right to this bubble\n[02:26.64] Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n[02:28.19] It's like a vicious cycle\n[02:29.35] My life's in a crisis\n[02:30.39] Christ, how was I supposed to know\n[02:31.52] Shit would turn up like it did\n[02:32.78] Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n[02:34.14] And I might just blow my lid\n[02:34.98] Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n[02:37.76] 'Cause I'm running in circles with\n[02:38.94] My life, my life\n[02:40.77] Makes me wanna run away\n[02:42.97] There's no place to go\n[02:46.05] No place to go\n[02:49.16] All the confusion\n[02:50.66] It's an illusion like a movie\n[02:53.75] Got nowhere to go\n[02:55.96] Nowhere to run and hide\n[02:57.82] No matter how hard I try\n[03:00.59] I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n[03:03.03] Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I 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My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n  Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n  I tried to help niggas get on\n  They turned around and spit right in my face\n  So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n  Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n  'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n  They not making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to 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fighter\n[01:02.82] Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n[01:04.35] Watch me maneuver\n[01:05.32] What's it to ya\n[01:06.46] The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n[01:08.90] This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n[01:11.40] My life, my life\n[01:13.76] Makes me wanna run away\n[01:15.68] There's no place to go\n[01:18.79] No place to go\n[01:21.95] All the confusion\n[01:23.34] It's an illusion like a movie\n[01:26.64] Got nowhere to go\n[01:28.64] Nowhere to run and hide\n[01:30.34] No matter how hard I try\n[01:32.88] While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n[01:35.04] Getting your buzz heavy\n[01:36.11] I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n[01:39.07] Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n[01:40.52] Getting my taste buds ready\n[01:41.72] To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n[01:44.94] I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n[01:47.16] Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n[01:50.07] He's bugging 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cocksucking opinion to me\n\nI done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\nFuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\nYou ever betted against me\nFeels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\nAnd I'm thinkin' about just saying\nMotherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n\n'Cause this is all I know\nThis is why so hard I go\nI swear to God I put my heart and soul\nIn this more than anybody knows\nI'm trapped, so all I do is rap\nBut everytime I rap I'm more trapped\nAnd I rap myself right to this bubble\nOh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n\nIt's like a vicious cycle\nMy life's in a crisis\nChrist, how was I supposed to know\nShit would turn up like it did\nFeels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\nAnd I might just blow my lid\nShit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n'Cause I'm running in circles with\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try\n\nI haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\nSold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\nMaybe this is for me, maybe\nMaybe I'm supposed to go crazy\nMaybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n\nPsycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\nTry to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\nWrap your head up in plastic pussy\nNow pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\nIt's tragic, it's sad it's\n\nNever gonna end, now we number one again\nWith that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\nAccept it, respect it\nThis a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\nOf every fucking thing living\n\nMy life, my life\nMakes me wanna run away\nThere's no place to go\nNo place to go\nAll the confusion\nIt's an illusion like a movie\nGot nowhere to go\nNowhere to run and hide\nNo matter how hard I try.","syncedLyrics":"[00:09.99] My...\n[00:12.11] Yeah, yeah\n[00:15.50] Mmm\n[00:16.96] My life, my life\n[00:19.24] Makes me wanna run away\n[00:21.09] There's no place to go\n[00:24.39] No place to go\n[00:27.43] All the confusion\n[00:28.90] It's an illusion like a movie\n[00:32.06] Got nowhere to go\n[00:34.19] Nowhere to run and hide\n[00:35.97] No matter how hard I try\n[00:37.70] Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n[00:41.14] Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n[00:43.70] I tried to help niggas get on\n[00:45.41] They turned around and spit right in my face\n[00:47.29] So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n[00:49.01] Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n[00:51.92] 'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n[00:53.30] They not making hits\n[00:54.83] I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n[00:57.55] If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n[01:00.30] I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n[01:01.62] I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n[01:02.82] Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n[01:04.35] Watch me maneuver\n[01:05.32] What's it to ya\n[01:06.46] The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n[01:08.90] This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n[01:11.40] My life, my life\n[01:13.76] Makes me wanna run away\n[01:15.68] There's no place to go\n[01:18.79] No place to go\n[01:21.95] All the confusion\n[01:23.34] It's an illusion like a movie\n[01:26.64] Got nowhere to go\n[01:28.64] Nowhere to run and hide\n[01:30.34] No matter how hard I try\n[01:32.88] While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n[01:35.04] Getting your buzz heavy\n[01:36.11] I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n[01:39.07] Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n[01:40.52] Getting my taste buds ready\n[01:41.72] To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n[01:44.94] I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n[01:47.16] Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n[01:50.07] He's bugging again, he's straight thugging\n[01:51.39] Fuck who he's offending\n[01:52.48] He'll rip your vocal chords out\n[01:54.12] And have them bitches plugged in the\n[01:55.42] Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n[01:58.28] Now take the other end of 'em\n[01:59.68] Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n[02:00.90] One of your eye sockets\n[02:02.10] 'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n[02:03.56] That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n[02:06.23] I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n[02:08.36] Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n[02:10.43] You ever betted against me\n[02:11.55] Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n[02:13.96] And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n[02:14.98] Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n[02:17.17] 'Cause this is all I know\n[02:18.56] This is why so hard I go\n[02:19.38] I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n[02:21.17] In this more than anybody knows\n[02:22.52] I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n[02:23.81] But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n[02:25.25] And I rap myself right to this bubble\n[02:26.64] Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n[02:28.19] It's like a vicious cycle\n[02:29.35] My life's in a crisis\n[02:30.39] Christ, how was I supposed to know\n[02:31.52] Shit would turn up like it did\n[02:32.78] Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n[02:34.14] And I might just blow my lid\n[02:34.98] Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n[02:37.76] 'Cause I'm running in circles with\n[02:38.94] My life, my life\n[02:40.77] Makes me wanna run away\n[02:42.97] There's no place to go\n[02:46.05] No place to go\n[02:49.16] All the confusion\n[02:50.66] It's an illusion like a movie\n[02:53.75] Got nowhere to go\n[02:55.96] Nowhere to run and hide\n[02:57.82] No matter how hard I try\n[03:00.59] I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n[03:03.03] Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\n[03:05.75] Maybe this is for me, maybe\n[03:06.94] Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy\n[03:08.78] Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n[03:11.53] Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\n[03:13.92] Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\n[03:17.04] Wrap your head up in plastic pussy\n[03:18.70] Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\n[03:20.98] It's tragic, it's sad it's\n[03:22.37] Never gonna end, now we number one again\n[03:24.72] With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n[03:27.43] Accept it, respect it\n[03:29.12] This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n[03:31.51] Of every fucking thing living\n[03:33.39] My life, my life\n[03:35.41] Makes me wanna run away\n[03:37.53] There's no place to go\n[03:40.67] No place to go\n[03:43.65] All the confusion\n[03:45.12] It's an illusion like a movie\n[03:48.32] Got nowhere to go\n[03:50.58] Nowhere to run and hide\n[03:52.29] No matter how 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yeah\n  Mmm\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n  Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n  I tried to help niggas get on\n  They turned around and spit right in my face\n  So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n  Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n  'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n  They not making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n  Getting your buzz heavy\n  I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n  Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n  Getting my taste buds ready\n  To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n\n  I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n  Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n  He's bugging again, he's straight thugging\n  Fuck who he's offending\n  He'll rip your vocal chords out\n  And have them bitches plugged in the\n\n  Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n  Now take the other end of 'em\n  Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n  One of your eye sockets\n  'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n  That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n\n  I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n  Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n  You ever betted against me\n  Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n  And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n  Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n\n  'Cause this is all I know\n  This is why so hard I go\n  I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n  In this more than anybody knows\n  I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n  But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n  And I rap myself right to this bubble\n  Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n\n  It's like a vicious cycle\n  My life's in a crisis\n  Christ, how was I supposed to know\n  Shit would turn up like it did\n  Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n  And I might just blow my lid\n  Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n  'Cause I'm running in circles with\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n  Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\n  Maybe this is for me, maybe\n  Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy\n  Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n\n  Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\n  Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\n  Wrap your head up in plastic pussy\n  Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\n  It's tragic, it's sad it's\n\n  Never gonna end, now we number one again\n  With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n  Accept it, respect it\n  This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n  Of every fucking thing living\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No 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yeah\n[00:15.50] Mmm\n[00:16.96] My life, my life\n[00:19.24] Makes me wanna run away\n[00:21.09] There's no place to go\n[00:24.39] No place to go\n[00:27.43] All the confusion\n[00:28.90] It's an illusion like a movie\n[00:32.06] Got nowhere to go\n[00:34.19] Nowhere to run and hide\n[00:35.97] No matter how hard I try\n[00:37.70] Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n[00:41.14] Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n[00:43.70] I tried to help niggas get on\n[00:45.41] They turned around and spit right in my face\n[00:47.29] So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n[00:49.01] Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n[00:51.92] 'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n[00:53.30] They not making hits\n[00:54.83] I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n[00:57.55] If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n[01:00.30] I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n[01:01.62] I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n[01:02.82] Entrepreneur, 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thugging\n[01:51.39] Fuck who he's offending\n[01:52.48] He'll rip your vocal chords out\n[01:54.12] And have them bitches plugged in the\n[01:55.42] Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n[01:58.28] Now take the other end of 'em\n[01:59.68] Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n[02:00.90] One of your eye sockets\n[02:02.10] 'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n[02:03.56] That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n[02:06.23] I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n[02:08.36] Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n[02:10.43] You ever betted against me\n[02:11.55] Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n[02:13.96] And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n[02:14.98] Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n[02:17.17] 'Cause this is all I know\n[02:18.56] This is why so hard I go\n[02:19.38] I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n[02:21.17] In this more than anybody knows\n[02:22.52] I'm 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My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n  Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n  I tried to help niggas get on\n  They turned around and spit right in my face\n  So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n  Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n  'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n  They not making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to 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text: With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n  start_ms: 204720\n  end_ms: 207430\n- text: Accept it, respect it\n  start_ms: 207430\n  end_ms: 209120\n- text: This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n  start_ms: 209120\n  end_ms: 211510\n- text: Of every fucking thing living\n  start_ms: 211510\n  end_ms: 213390\n- text: My life, my life\n  start_ms: 213390\n  end_ms: 215410\n- text: Makes me wanna run away\n  start_ms: 215410\n  end_ms: 217530\n- text: There's no place to go\n  start_ms: 217530\n  end_ms: 220670\n- text: No place to go\n  start_ms: 220670\n  end_ms: 223650\n- text: All the confusion\n  start_ms: 223650\n  end_ms: 225120\n- text: It's an illusion like a movie\n  start_ms: 225120\n  end_ms: 228320\n- text: Got nowhere to go\n  start_ms: 228320\n  end_ms: 230580\n- text: Nowhere to run and hide\n  start_ms: 230580\n  end_ms: 232290\n- text: No matter how hard I try.\n  start_ms: 232290\n  end_ms: 233080\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233080\nplain: |-\n  My...\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Mmm\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  Yeah, '03, I went from quite filthy to filthy rich\n  Man their emotions change so I can never trust a bitch\n  I tried to help niggas get on\n  They turned around and spit right in my face\n  So Game and Buck both can suck a dick\n  Now when you hear 'em it may sound like it's some other shit\n  'Cause I'm not writing anymore\n  They not making hits\n\n  I'm far from perfect, there's so many lessons I done learned\n  If money's evil look at all the evil I done earned\n  I'm doing what I'm supposed to\n  I'm a writer, I'm a fighter\n  Entrepreneur, fresh out the sewer\n  Watch me maneuver\n  What's it to ya\n  The track I lace it, it's better than basic\n  This is my recovery, my comeback, kid\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  While you were sippin' your own Kool-Aid\n  Getting your buzz heavy\n  I was in the fucking shed sharpening my machete\n  Sipping on some of that revenge juice\n  Getting my taste buds ready\n  To wolf down this spaghetti or should I say this spa-get-even\n\n  I think you fucking meatballs keep on just forgetting\n  Thought he was finished, motherfucker it's only the beginning\n  He's bugging again, he's straight thugging\n  Fuck who he's offending\n  He'll rip your vocal chords out\n  And have them bitches plugged in the\n\n  Motherfucking wall with 3000 volts of electricity\n  Now take the other end of 'em\n  Then plug them motherfuckers-in-each\n  One of your eye sockets\n  'Cause I thought you might finally fucking see\n  That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksucking opinion to me\n\n  I done put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit\n  Fuck letting up, you're gonna end up regretting\n  You ever betted against me\n  Feels like I'ma snap any minute, yeah it's happening again\n  And I'm thinkin' about just saying\n  Motherfuck everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50\n\n  'Cause this is all I know\n  This is why so hard I go\n  I swear to God I put my heart and soul\n  In this more than anybody knows\n  I'm trapped, so all I do is rap\n  But everytime I rap I'm more trapped\n  And I rap myself right to this bubble\n  Oh, I guess it's bubble wrap\n\n  It's like a vicious cycle\n  My life's in a crisis\n  Christ, how was I supposed to know\n  Shit would turn up like it did\n  Feels like I'm going psycho again (Shh, shh, shh, shh)\n  And I might just blow my lid\n  Shit I almost wish that I would have never made Recovery, kid\n  'Cause I'm running in circles with\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try\n\n  I haven't been this fucking confused since I was a kid\n  Sold like 40 million records, people forgot what I did\n  Maybe this is for me, maybe\n  Maybe I'm supposed to go crazy\n  Maybe I'll do it 3 a.m. in the morning like Shady\n\n  Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire like a lighter\n  Try to say this ain't classic, get your ass kicked mad quick\n  Wrap your head up in plastic pussy\n  Now pick the casket, dirt nap with the maggots\n  It's tragic, it's sad it's\n\n  Never gonna end, now we number one again\n  With that frown on your face and your heart full of hate\n  Accept it, respect it\n  This a gift God-given, like the air in the lungs\n  Of every fucking thing living\n\n  My life, my life\n  Makes me wanna run away\n  There's no place to go\n  No place to go\n  All the confusion\n  It's an illusion like a movie\n  Got nowhere to go\n  Nowhere to run and hide\n  No matter how hard I try.\n"}]