[{"id":4203488,"name":"World Runners","trackName":"World Runners","artistName":"Ab-Soul","albumName":"These Days...","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"These days I'm so focuseAnnotated\nFast life, slow motion\nThese, these days I'm so focused\nThese days I'm so focused\nFast life, slow motion\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nYeah, can you hear it?\nI spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\nWhen doves cry shit get serious\nYou feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\nScheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\nYe ain't got your heart in the right place\nHow the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\nYeah, I put that on me\nI got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\nBlack sheep, no miss Bo Peep\nMotherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\nYou could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\nYou don't need no sleep\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nCan't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\nCan't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\nLet you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\nBuilt a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\nAnd mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\nNow that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race\nConnected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste\nMaybe like cookies to a monster\nRunning miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)\n\nFull speed ahead, full speed ahead\nTo allow no limits, there are no limits\nNo limits allowed, no limits exist\nCause maybe, cause maybe\nThere are no limits\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nGo, go, uh\nYeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\nNiggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\nYou could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\nNo new jacks in my city\nAye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, no new jacks in my city\nBitch, I'm G money, money, money","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: World Runners\n  artist: Ab-Soul\n  album: These Days...\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  These days I'm so focuseAnnotated\n  Fast life, slow motion\n  These, these days I'm so focused\n  These days I'm so focused\n  Fast life, slow motion\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Yeah, can you hear it?\n  I spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\n  When doves cry shit get serious\n  You feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\n  Scheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\n  Ye ain't got your heart in the right place\n  How the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\n  Yeah, I put that on me\n  I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\n  Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep\n  Motherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\n  You could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\n  You don't need no sleep\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Can't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\n  Can't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\n  Let you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\n  Built a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\n  And mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\n  Now that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race\n  Connected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste\n  Maybe like cookies to a monster\n  Running miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)\n\n  Full speed ahead, full speed ahead\n  To allow no limits, there are no limits\n  No limits allowed, no limits exist\n  Cause maybe, cause maybe\n  There are no limits\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Go, go, uh\n  Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\n  Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\n  You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\n  No new jacks in my city\n  Aye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, no new jacks in my city\n  Bitch, I'm G money, money, money\n"},{"id":11736488,"name":"World Runners","trackName":"World Runners","artistName":"Ab‐Soul","albumName":"These 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can you hear it?\nI spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\nWhen doves cry shit get serious\nYou feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\nScheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\nYe ain't got your heart in the right place\nHow the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\nYeah, I put that on me\nI got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\nBlack sheep, no miss Bo Peep\nMotherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\nYou could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\nYou don't need no sleep\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nCan't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\nCan't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\nLet you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\nBuilt a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\nAnd mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\nNow that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race\nConnected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste\nMaybe like cookies to a monster\nRunning miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)\n\nFull speed ahead, full speed ahead\nTo allow no limits, there are no limits\nNo limits allowed, no limits exist\nCause maybe, cause maybe\nThere are no limits\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nGo, go, uh\nYeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\nNiggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\nYou could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\nNo new jacks in my city\nAye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, no new jacks in my city\nBitch, I'm G money, money, money","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: World Runners\n  artist: Ab‐Soul\n  album: These Days…\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  These days I'm so focuseAnnotated\n  Fast life, slow motion\n  These, these days I'm so focused\n  These days I'm so focused\n  Fast life, slow motion\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Yeah, can you hear it?\n  I spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\n  When doves cry shit get serious\n  You feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\n  Scheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\n  Ye ain't got your heart in the right place\n  How the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\n  Yeah, I put that on me\n  I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\n  Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep\n  Motherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\n  You could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\n  You don't need no sleep\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Can't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\n  Can't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\n  Let you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\n  Built a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\n  And mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\n  Now that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race\n  Connected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste\n  Maybe like cookies to a monster\n  Running miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)\n\n  Full speed ahead, full speed ahead\n  To allow no limits, there are no limits\n  No limits allowed, no limits exist\n  Cause maybe, cause maybe\n  There are no limits\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Go, go, uh\n  Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\n  Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\n  You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\n  No new jacks in my city\n  Aye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, no new jacks in my city\n  Bitch, I'm G money, money, money\n"},{"id":12624906,"name":"World Runners","trackName":"World Runners","artistName":"Ab-Soul;Lupe Fiasco;Nikki Jean","albumName":"These Days...","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"These days I'm so focuseAnnotated\nFast life, slow motion\nThese, these days I'm so focused\nThese days I'm so focused\nFast life, slow motion\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nYeah, can you hear it?\nI spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\nWhen doves cry shit get serious\nYou feel like a prince in a 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we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nCan't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\nCan't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\nLet you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\nBuilt a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\nAnd mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\nNow that's a long way from blackface track that they using for your rat race\nConnected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste\nMaybe like cookies to a monster\nRunning miles to the mouths of meows coming out (high plane try not to be bomber)\n\nFull speed ahead, full speed ahead\nTo allow no limits, there are no limits\nNo limits allowed, no limits exist\nCause maybe, cause maybe\nThere are no limits\n\nOr maybe I'm just a dreamer\nAnd life is but a dream\nAnd I would never leave her\nBut I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\nAnd I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\nYou can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\nAnd you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\nCause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\nWe run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\nWe run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\nGo, go, uh\nYeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\nNiggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\nYou could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\nNo new jacks in my city\nAye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\nYeah, no new jacks in my city\nBitch, I'm G money, money, money","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: World Runners\n  artist: Ab-Soul;Lupe Fiasco;Nikki Jean\n  album: These Days...\n  duration_ms: 302000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  These days I'm so focuseAnnotated\n  Fast life, slow motion\n  These, these days I'm so focused\n  These days I'm so focused\n  Fast life, slow motion\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Yeah, can you hear it?\n  I spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\n  When doves cry shit get serious\n  You feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\n  Scheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\n  Ye ain't got your heart in the right place\n  How the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\n  Yeah, I put that on me\n  I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\n  Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep\n  Motherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\n  You could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\n  You don't need no sleep\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n  We run, we run, we run the world (Get high)\n  We run, we run, we run this world (Yeah)\n\n  Can't spell Illuminati without Lu can't spell Lu without \"u\"\n  Can't spill blood without blue now ask yourself what is what I do\n  Let you put that together without glue without screw, fast life\n  Built a time machine in my past life, a horror story about as long as Fukushima half-life\n  And mostly I'll be ghost, and to talk about it have to rhyme into a flashlight\n  Now 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Yeah, can you hear it?\n  I spread love, can you feel it in your spirit?\n  When doves cry shit get serious\n  You feel like a prince in a pharaoh's pyramid\n  Scheme turned dream turned nightmare on Elm Street\n  Ye ain't got your heart in the right place\n  How the hell you plan to stay on beat, on beat?\n  Yeah, I put that on me\n  I got a gun and a good book, leave all your homies holy, moly\n  Black sheep, no miss Bo Peep\n  Motherfuck police 'til they release all of my OG's\n  You could lean on me 'til you Morgan Free\n  You don't need no sleep\n\n  Or maybe I'm just a dreamer\n  And life is but a dream\n  And I would never leave her\n  But I bet she can't wait to get rid of me\n  And I be all night, no sleep, real talk go hard until the AM\n  You can have my shine, I give you my lightopportunities you take them\n  And you can take your time on your own time I be at the finish line waiting\n  Cause some people chase the world, other people let the world chase them, yo\n\n  We 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Yeah, no roof on the jeep with a big old chain\n  Niggas left for the sniff and came back for the base\n  You could tell he was tripping by the look on his face\n  No new jacks in my city\n  Aye, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, uh, I'm feeling like G money, money, money\n  Yeah, no new jacks in my city\n  Bitch, I'm G money, money, money\n"},{"id":34280841,"name":"World Runners (feat. 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