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all graduates from U.S.C\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\nYeah, you know that shit Law\nYo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\nWord up!\n\nA.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\nAnd you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\nYo, shouts goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47] Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71] Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18] So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65] So who is that?\n[00:10.61] KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64] Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82] And only I possess\n[00:18.17] I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59] I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40] KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89] I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42] From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93] I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48] While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n[00:36.06] Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n[00:38.75] 'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n[00:41.21] Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n[00:43.70] A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n[00:46.22] So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n[00:48.98] And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n[00:51.66] Knowledge, from one generation to another\n[00:55.32] Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n[00:57.81] Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n[01:00.63] So what's up Dre?\n[01:01.89] Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n[01:03.78] But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n[01:07.56] Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n[01:09.75] Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n[01:12.11] 'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n[01:15.65] When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n[01:17.31] Little bit of time to express myself\n[01:19.99] On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n[01:22.57] A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n[01:24.69] You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n[01:27.64] And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n[01:29.99] Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n[01:32.53] But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n[01:36.55] Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n[01:39.07] But, yo, I can't go on\n[01:40.31] Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n[01:43.55] Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n[01:48.56] For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n[01:53.43] Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n[01:55.58] You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n[01:58.54] Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n[02:00.69] The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n[02:02.73] So I guess that they're full of it\n[02:04.45] And I love it when I dress like a crook\n[02:06.78] With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n[02:08.65] The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n[02:11.13] Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n[02:14.24] The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n[02:16.58] N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n[02:19.15] The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n[02:21.66] See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n[02:24.28] But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n[02:26.42] When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n[02:29.41] The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n[02:32.01] When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n[02:34.55] From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n[02:39.56] The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n[02:45.03] One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n[02:47.53] It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n[02:50.24] So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n[02:52.62] First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n[02:54.98] It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n[02:58.13] So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n[03:00.24] Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n[03:02.83] And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n[03:05.89] (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n[03:08.65] Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n[03:10.69] I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n[03:13.25] You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n[03:15.80] I hear voices in my head for what reason\n[03:18.38] But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n[03:21.08] So back the fuck off and give me respect\n[03:22.99] Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n[03:26.91] Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n[03:32.04] The notorious Cold\n[03:36.98] 187, you know I gotta have it\n[03:39.17] Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n[03:42.17] If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n[04:28.62] Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n[04:32.09] Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n[04:35.46] For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n[04:38.93] Yeah, you know that shit Law\n[04:40.43] Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n[04:44.45] Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n[04:48.81] And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n[04:53.21] Word up!\n[04:53.45] A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n[04:57.81] A dose to the Mega Flex\n[04:59.74] Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n[05:02.12] That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n[05:04.18] Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n[05:07.41] Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n[05:12.03] And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n[05:20.92] Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n[05:23.04] Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n[05:28.52] And you know that, brand shit\n[05:33.05] Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n[05:36.68] Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n[05:47.10] Law House, Hip-Hop\n[05:59.78] Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n[06:06.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 13 - The Last Song - Above The Law\n  artist: Above The Law\n  album: 'N.W.A. 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Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all 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the last song\n[04:28.62] Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n[04:32.09] Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n[04:35.46] For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n[04:38.93] Yeah, you know that shit Law\n[04:40.43] Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n[04:44.45] Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n[04:48.81] And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n[04:53.21] Word up!\n[04:53.45] A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n[04:57.81] A dose to the Mega Flex\n[04:59.74] Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n[05:02.12] That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n[05:04.18] Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n[05:07.41] Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n[05:12.03] And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n[05:20.92] Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n[05:23.04] Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n[05:28.52] And you know that, brand shit\n[05:33.05] Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n[05:36.68] Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n[05:47.10] Law House, Hip-Hop\n[05:59.78] Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n[06:06.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Last Song\n  artist: Above the Law\n  album: The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1 1988-1998\n  duration_ms: 381000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  start_ms: 2470\n  end_ms: 4710\n- text: Cause this is the Law House experience\n  start_ms: 4710\n  end_ms: 7180\n- text: So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  start_ms: 7180\n  end_ms: 9650\n- text: So who is that?\n  start_ms: 9650\n  end_ms: 10610\n- text: KM.G will never be a trick\n  start_ms: 10610\n  end_ms: 12640\n- text: Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  start_ms: 12640\n  end_ms: 16820\n- 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graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  Law House, Hip-Hop\n\n  Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n"},{"id":25567157,"name":"The Last Song","trackName":"The Last Song","artistName":"Above the Law","albumName":"The N.W.A Legacy, Volume 1: 1988-1998","duration":380.92,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\nCause this is the Law House experience\nSo you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\nSo who is that?\n\nKM.G will never be a trick\nStep up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\nAnd only I possess\nI illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\nI'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\nKM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\nI'm a graduate, and it's all legit\nFrom the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\nI have the mega 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Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  Law House, Hip-Hop\n\n  Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n"},{"id":39594717,"name":"The Last Song","trackName":"The Last Song","artistName":"Above the Law","albumName":"The N.W.A. 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all graduates from U.S.C\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\nYeah, you know that shit Law\nYo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\nWord up!\n\nA.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\nAnd you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\nYo, shouts goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47]Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71]Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18]So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65]So who is that?\n[00:10.61]KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64]Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82]And only I possess\n[00:18.17]I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59]I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40]KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89]I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42]From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93]I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48]While I'm kicking it with the G's from 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graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  Law House, Hip-Hop\n\n  Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n"},{"id":40193209,"name":"The Last Song","trackName":"The Last Song","artistName":"Above the Law","albumName":"The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998 Disc 2","duration":380.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, DOC, why don't you blaze that J?\n'Cause this is the Law House experience\nSo you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\nSo who is that?\n\nKMG will never be a trick\nStep up to the mic like a baller, then I pimp this gift\nAnd only I possess, I illustrated it way\nTo get this shit off my chest\nI'm ghetto raised to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\nKMG has degrees from Uni of South Central\nI'm a graduate, and it's all legit\nFrom the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n\nI have the 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know the deal, kickin' some real shit\nAnd if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\nYo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\nBut any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\nThen my dick starts to make an invasion\nBut, yo, I can't go on because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\nReal G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\nFor all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\nNow when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin', yo, then you fell down\nYou fucked up, and finally figured who was the cell down\nPullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\nThe weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\nSo I guess that they're full of it\nAnd I love it when I dress like a crook\nWith a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\nThe Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\nJackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n\nThe rest of the 100 percent was sent to do what I say\nNWA and ATL, and we don't play\nThe Doc is doin' it, oh, so correctly\nSee, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\nBut I can't be checked, 'cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right is for the fight, then the left will attend\nWhen doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\nThe bitches' fantasy, ruthless, so of now, we've come to the payoff\n\nOne motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\nIt's the hip-hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic, and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's easy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\nOr just gimme the pussy, then I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n\n(We wanna fuck you, Eazy) yeah, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise the Lord for the wing-ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talkin' stops, it's drive-by season\nSo back the fuck off and give me respect\nNow they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\nCriminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\nThe notorious Cold\n\n187um, you know I gotta have it\nNow being Above the Law is an everyday habit\nIf you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\nPerhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\nNow everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\nNow what the fuck is the deal?\nYou need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n187um has got the ultimate flowin'\n\nNow it's time for me to go off like a maniac\nRun up for cover 'cause I'm on the attiznack\nAn untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\nI lay and spray anything in my way\n'Cause I'm a balls player, for the streets of South Central\nBelieve what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n\nThe ATL is straight to mega\nDon't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\nAnd as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\nPeace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\nMega place surround you, that's from the House\nLaw House that is, all graduates from USC\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\nYeah, you know that shit law\nY'all, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd, yeah, this is Cold 187um in the place (word up)\nATL definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now, we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KMG\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go Mack with the sack and Laylaw\nYou know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E, the hip-hop thuggster\nMy homie DJ Yella, The DOC and Michel'le\n\nYo, shout goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, LA Dre, you know, and to Jerry\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nOh yeah, Mega Thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it, kind of soft\n\nBrain span\nLaw House, get up, get up, get up\nGet up, get up, get up, get up\nExit the siege (begin)\nAbove the Law (kickin' lyrics), Above the Law\nWhat's going to take you Sudoku?\nBenign the sign","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Last Song\n  artist: Above the Law\n  album: 'The N.W.A Legacy, Vol. 1: 1988-1998 Disc 2'\n  duration_ms: 379999\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, DOC, why don't you blaze that J?\n  'Cause this is the Law House experience\n  So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  So who is that?\n\n  KMG will never be a trick\n  Step up to the mic like a baller, then I pimp this gift\n  And only I possess, I illustrated it way\n  To get this shit off my chest\n  I'm ghetto raised to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n  KMG has degrees from Uni of South Central\n  I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' change but the weather, like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to the DOC\n  A ruthless brother, that's down with the KMG\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a melody that always seems to ring\n  A bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin', yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up, and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n\n  The rest of the 100 percent was sent to do what I say\n  NWA and ATL, and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it, oh, so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, 'cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight, then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, ruthless, so of now, we've come to the payoff\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the hip-hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic, and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's easy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just gimme the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n\n  (We wanna fuck you, Eazy) yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise the Lord for the wing-ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops, it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187um, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187um has got the ultimate flowin'\n\n  Now it's time for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up for cover 'cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  'Cause I'm a balls player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n\n  The ATL is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place surround you, that's from the House\n  Law House that is, all graduates from USC\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n  Yeah, you know that shit law\n  Y'all, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And, yeah, this is Cold 187um in the place (word up)\n  ATL definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now, we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KMG\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go Mack with the sack and Laylaw\n  You know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E, the hip-hop thuggster\n  My homie DJ Yella, The DOC and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shout goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, LA Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Oh yeah, Mega Thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it, kind of soft\n\n  Brain span\n  Law House, get up, get up, get up\n  Get up, get up, get up, get up\n  Exit the siege (begin)\n  Above the Law (kickin' lyrics), Above the Law\n  What's going to take you Sudoku?\n  Benign the sign\n"},{"id":30791232,"name":"The Last Song","trackName":"The Last Song","artistName":"Above The Law","albumName":"Hip Hop Classics Volume Three","duration":381.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\nCause this is the Law House experience\nSo you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\nSo who is that?\n\nKM.G will never be a trick\nStep up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\nAnd only I possess\nI illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\nI'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\nKM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\nI'm a graduate, and it's all legit\nFrom the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\nI have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\nWhile I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\nAin't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\nYo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\nA Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\nSo all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\nAnd maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\nKnowledge, from one generation to another\nPreserved, and then transmitted, get it?\nDown the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\nSo what's up Dre?\n\nNow I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\nBut I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\nBell as well, let's make it so you can tell\nYo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\nWhen I'm on the mic, I demand a\nLittle bit of time to express myself\nOn CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\nA nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\nYou know the deal, kickin' some real shit\nAnd if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\nYo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\nBut any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\nThen my dick starts to make an invasion\nBut, yo, I can't go on\nBecause this is the end of my part on the last song\n\nReal G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\nFor all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\nNow when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\nYou fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\nPullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\nThe weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\nSo I guess that they're full of it\nAnd I love it when I dress like a crook\nWith a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\nThe Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\nJackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\nThe rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\nN.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\nThe Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\nSee, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\nBut I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right is for the fight then the left will attend\nWhen doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\nThe bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\nOne motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\nIt's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's Eazy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\nOr just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n(We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\nSo back the fuck off and give me respect\nNow they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\nCriminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\nThe notorious Cold\n\n187, you know I gotta have it\nNow being Above the Law is an everyday habit\nIf you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\nPerhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\nNow everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\nNow what the fuck is the deal?\nYou need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n187 has got the ultimate flowin'\nNow it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\nRun up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\nAn untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\nI lay and spray anything in my way\nCause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\nBelieve what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\nThat A.T.L is straight to mega\nDon't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\nAnd as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\nPeace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\nMega place, persuasion, that's from the House\nLaw House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\nYeah, you know that shit Law\nYo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\nWord up!\n\nA.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\nAnd you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\nYo, shouts goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. 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when I dress like a crook\n[02:06.78] With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n[02:08.65] The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n[02:11.13] Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n[02:14.24] The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n[02:16.58] N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n[02:19.15] The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n[02:21.66] See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n[02:24.28] But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n[02:26.42] When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n[02:29.41] The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n[02:32.01] When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n[02:34.55] From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n[02:39.56] The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n[02:45.03] One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n[02:47.53] It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n[02:50.24] So I grab the mic and then I clear my 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think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n[04:28.62] Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n[04:32.09] Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n[04:35.46] For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n[04:38.93] Yeah, you know that shit Law\n[04:40.43] Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n[04:44.45] Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n[04:48.81] And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n[04:53.21] Word up!\n[04:53.45] A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n[04:57.81] A dose to the Mega Flex\n[04:59.74] Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n[05:02.12] That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n[05:04.18] Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n[05:07.41] Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n[05:12.03] And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n[05:20.92] Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n[05:23.04] Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n[05:28.52] And you know that, brand shit\n[05:33.05] Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n[05:36.68] Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n[05:47.10] Law House, Hip-Hop\n[05:59.78] Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n[06:06.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Last Song\n  artist: Above The Law\n  album: Hip Hop Classics Volume Three\n  duration_ms: 381000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  start_ms: 2470\n  end_ms: 4710\n- text: Cause this is the Law House experience\n  start_ms: 4710\n  end_ms: 7180\n- text: So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  start_ms: 7180\n  end_ms: 9650\n- text: So who is that?\n  start_ms: 9650\n  end_ms: 10610\n- text: KM.G will never be a trick\n  start_ms: 10610\n  end_ms: 12640\n- text: Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  start_ms: 12640\n  end_ms: 16820\n- text: 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graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That 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it down for the ones who tried to check me\nBut I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right is for the fight then the left will attend\nWhen doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\nThe bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\nOne motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\nIt's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's Eazy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\nOr just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n(We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talkin' stops 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played you like Sega\nAnd as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\nPeace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\nMega place, persuasion, that's from the House\nLaw House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\nYeah, you know that shit Law\nYo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\nWord up!\n\nA.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\nAnd you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\nYo, shouts 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Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47] Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71] Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18] So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65] So who is that?\n[00:10.61] KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64] Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82] And only I possess\n[00:18.17] I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59] I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40] KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89] I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42] From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93] I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48] While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n[00:36.06] Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n[00:38.75] 'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n[00:41.21] Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n[00:43.70] A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n[00:46.22] So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n[00:48.98] And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n[00:51.66] Knowledge, from one generation to another\n[00:55.32] Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n[00:57.81] Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n[01:00.63] So what's up Dre?\n[01:01.89] Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n[01:03.78] But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n[01:07.56] Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n[01:09.75] Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n[01:12.11] 'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n[01:15.65] When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n[01:17.31] Little bit of time to express myself\n[01:19.99] On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n[01:22.57] A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n[01:24.69] You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n[01:27.64] And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n[01:29.99] Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n[01:32.53] But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n[01:36.55] Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n[01:39.07] But, yo, I can't go on\n[01:40.31] Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n[01:43.55] Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n[01:48.56] For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n[01:53.43] Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n[01:55.58] You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n[01:58.54] Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n[02:00.69] The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n[02:02.73] So I guess that they're full of it\n[02:04.45] And I love it 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throat\n[02:52.62] First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n[02:54.98] It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n[02:58.13] So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n[03:00.24] Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n[03:02.83] And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n[03:05.89] (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n[03:08.65] Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n[03:10.69] I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n[03:13.25] You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n[03:15.80] I hear voices in my head for what reason\n[03:18.38] But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n[03:21.08] So back the fuck off and give me respect\n[03:22.99] Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n[03:26.91] Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n[03:32.04] The notorious Cold\n[03:36.98] 187, you know I gotta have it\n[03:39.17] Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n[03:42.17] If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is 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the last song\n[04:28.62] Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n[04:32.09] Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n[04:35.46] For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n[04:38.93] Yeah, you know that shit Law\n[04:40.43] Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n[04:44.45] Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n[04:48.81] And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n[04:53.21] Word up!\n[04:53.45] A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n[04:57.81] A dose to the Mega Flex\n[04:59.74] Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n[05:02.12] That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n[05:04.18] Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n[05:07.41] Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n[05:12.03] And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n[05:20.92] Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n[05:23.04] Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n[05:28.52] And you know that, brand shit\n[05:33.05] Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n[05:36.68] Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n[05:47.10] Law House, Hip-Hop\n[05:59.78] Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n[06:06.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Last Song\n  artist: Above The Law\n  album: Livin' Like Hustlers\n  duration_ms: 524340\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  start_ms: 2470\n  end_ms: 4710\n- text: Cause this is the Law House experience\n  start_ms: 4710\n  end_ms: 7180\n- text: So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  start_ms: 7180\n  end_ms: 9650\n- text: So who is that?\n  start_ms: 9650\n  end_ms: 10610\n- text: KM.G will never be a trick\n  start_ms: 10610\n  end_ms: 12640\n- text: Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  start_ms: 12640\n  end_ms: 16820\n- text: And only 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graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That 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shouts goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47] Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71] Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18] So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65] So who is that?\n[00:10.61] KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64] Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82] And only I possess\n[00:18.17] I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59] I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40] KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89] I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42] From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93] I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48] While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n[00:36.06] Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n[00:38.75] 'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n[00:41.21] Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n[00:43.70] A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n[00:46.22] So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n[00:48.98] And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n[00:51.66] Knowledge, from one generation to another\n[00:55.32] Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n[00:57.81] Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n[01:00.63] So what's up Dre?\n[01:01.89] Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n[01:03.78] But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n[01:07.56] Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n[01:09.75] Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n[01:12.11] 'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n[01:15.65] When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n[01:17.31] Little bit of time to express myself\n[01:19.99] On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n[01:22.57] A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n[01:24.69] You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n[01:27.64] And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n[01:29.99] Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n[01:32.53] But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n[01:36.55] Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n[01:39.07] But, yo, I can't go on\n[01:40.31] Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n[01:43.55] Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n[01:48.56] For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n[01:53.43] Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n[01:55.58] You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n[01:58.54] Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n[02:00.69] The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n[02:02.73] So I guess that they're full of it\n[02:04.45] And I love it 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throat\n[02:52.62] First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n[02:54.98] It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n[02:58.13] So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n[03:00.24] Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n[03:02.83] And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n[03:05.89] (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n[03:08.65] Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n[03:10.69] I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n[03:13.25] You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n[03:15.80] I hear voices in my head for what reason\n[03:18.38] But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n[03:21.08] So back the fuck off and give me respect\n[03:22.99] Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n[03:26.91] Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n[03:32.04] The notorious Cold\n[03:36.98] 187, you know I gotta have it\n[03:39.17] Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n[03:42.17] If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is 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Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all 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Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. 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it down for the ones who tried to check me\nBut I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right is for the fight then the left will attend\nWhen doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\nThe bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\nOne motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\nIt's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's Eazy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\nOr just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n(We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talkin' stops 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played you like Sega\nAnd as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\nPeace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\nMega place, persuasion, that's from the House\nLaw House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\nFor those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\nYeah, you know that shit Law\nYo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\nDroppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\nAnd yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\nWord up!\n\nA.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\nA dose to the Mega Flex\nYo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\nThat helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\nYeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\nYo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\nAnd you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\nYo, shouts goes out to Donovan\nMike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47] Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71] Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18] So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65] So who is that?\n[00:10.61] KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64] Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82] And only I possess\n[00:18.17] I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59] I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40] KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89] I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42] From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93] I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48] While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n[00:36.06] Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n[00:38.75] 'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n[00:41.21] Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n[00:43.70] A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n[00:46.22] So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n[00:48.98] And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n[00:51.66] Knowledge, from one generation to another\n[00:55.32] Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n[00:57.81] Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n[01:00.63] So what's up Dre?\n[01:01.89] Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n[01:03.78] But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n[01:07.56] Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n[01:09.75] Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n[01:12.11] 'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n[01:15.65] When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n[01:17.31] Little bit of time to express myself\n[01:19.99] On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n[01:22.57] A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n[01:24.69] You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n[01:27.64] And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n[01:29.99] Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n[01:32.53] But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n[01:36.55] Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n[01:39.07] But, yo, I can't go on\n[01:40.31] Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n[01:43.55] Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n[01:48.56] For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n[01:53.43] Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n[01:55.58] You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n[01:58.54] Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n[02:00.69] The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n[02:02.73] So I guess that they're full of it\n[02:04.45] And I love it when I dress like a crook\n[02:06.78] With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n[02:08.65] The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n[02:11.13] Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n[02:14.24] The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n[02:16.58] N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n[02:19.15] The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n[02:21.66] See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n[02:24.28] But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n[02:26.42] When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n[02:29.41] The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n[02:32.01] When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n[02:34.55] From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n[02:39.56] The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n[02:45.03] One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n[02:47.53] It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n[02:50.24] So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n[02:52.62] First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n[02:54.98] It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n[02:58.13] So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n[03:00.24] Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n[03:02.83] And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n[03:05.89] (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n[03:08.65] Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n[03:10.69] I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n[03:13.25] You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n[03:15.80] I hear voices in my head for what reason\n[03:18.38] But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n[03:21.08] So back the fuck off and give me respect\n[03:22.99] Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n[03:26.91] Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n[03:32.04] The notorious Cold\n[03:36.98] 187, you know I gotta have it\n[03:39.17] Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n[03:42.17] If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is 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end_ms: 141660\n- text: See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  start_ms: 141660\n  end_ms: 144280\n- text: But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  start_ms: 144280\n  end_ms: 146420\n- text: When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  start_ms: 146420\n  end_ms: 149410\n- text: The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  start_ms: 149410\n  end_ms: 152010\n- text: When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n  start_ms: 152010\n  end_ms: 154550\n- text: From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  start_ms: 154550\n  end_ms: 159560\n- text: The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n  start_ms: 159560\n  end_ms: 165030\n- text: One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  start_ms: 165030\n  end_ms: 167530\n- text: It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  start_ms: 167530\n  end_ms: 170240\n- text: So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  start_ms: 170240\n  end_ms: 172620\n- text: First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  start_ms: 172620\n  end_ms: 174980\n- text: It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  start_ms: 174980\n  end_ms: 178130\n- text: So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  start_ms: 178130\n  end_ms: 180240\n- text: Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  start_ms: 180240\n  end_ms: 182830\n- text: And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  start_ms: 182830\n  end_ms: 185890\n- text: (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  start_ms: 185890\n  end_ms: 188650\n- text: Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  start_ms: 188650\n  end_ms: 190690\n- text: I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  start_ms: 190690\n  end_ms: 193250\n- text: You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  start_ms: 193250\n  end_ms: 195800\n- text: I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  start_ms: 195800\n  end_ms: 198380\n- text: But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  start_ms: 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end_ms: 235010\n- text: 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  start_ms: 235010\n  end_ms: 237260\n- text: Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  start_ms: 237260\n  end_ms: 240090\n- text: Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  start_ms: 240090\n  end_ms: 242640\n- text: An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  start_ms: 242640\n  end_ms: 245300\n- text: 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  start_ms: 245300\n  end_ms: 247550\n- text: '''Cause I ain''t the average nigga behind the trigger'\n  start_ms: 247550\n  end_ms: 250460\n- text: I lay and spray anything in my way\n  start_ms: 250460\n  end_ms: 252610\n- text: Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  start_ms: 252610\n  end_ms: 255580\n- text: Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  start_ms: 255580\n  end_ms: 258170\n- text: That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  start_ms: 258170\n  end_ms: 260690\n- text: Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  start_ms: 260690\n  end_ms: 263220\n- text: And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  start_ms: 263220\n  end_ms: 265600\n- text: Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n  start_ms: 265600\n  end_ms: 268620\n- text: Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  start_ms: 268620\n  end_ms: 272090\n- text: Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  start_ms: 272090\n  end_ms: 275460\n- text: For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n  start_ms: 275460\n  end_ms: 278930\n- text: Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  start_ms: 278930\n  end_ms: 280430\n- text: Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  start_ms: 280430\n  end_ms: 284450\n- text: Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n  start_ms: 284450\n  end_ms: 288810\n- text: And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n  start_ms: 288810\n  end_ms: 293210\n- text: Word up!\n  start_ms: 293210\n  end_ms: 293450\n- text: A.T.L 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Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n  start_ms: 323040\n  end_ms: 328520\n- text: And you know that, brand shit\n  start_ms: 328520\n  end_ms: 333050\n- text: Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  start_ms: 333050\n  end_ms: 336680\n- text: Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  start_ms: 336680\n  end_ms: 347100\n- text: Law House, Hip-Hop\n  start_ms: 347100\n  end_ms: 359780\n- text: Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n  start_ms: 359780\n  end_ms: 366190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 366190\nplain: |-\n  Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  Cause this is the Law House experience\n  So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  So who is that?\n\n  KM.G will never be a trick\n  Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  And only I possess\n  I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n  I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n  KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n  I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. 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Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n  start_ms: 323040\n  end_ms: 328520\n- text: And you know that, brand shit\n  start_ms: 328520\n  end_ms: 333050\n- text: Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  start_ms: 333050\n  end_ms: 336680\n- text: Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  start_ms: 336680\n  end_ms: 347100\n- text: Law House, Hip-Hop\n  start_ms: 347100\n  end_ms: 359780\n- text: Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n  start_ms: 359780\n  end_ms: 366190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 366190\nplain: |-\n  Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  Cause this is the Law House experience\n  So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  So who is that?\n\n  KM.G will never be a trick\n  Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  And only I possess\n  I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n  I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n  KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n  I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  Law House, Hip-Hop\n\n  Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n"},{"id":23772005,"name":"The Last Song (Album Version)","trackName":"The Last Song (Album Version)","artistName":"Above The Law","albumName":"Livin' Like Hustlers","duration":380.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that\n(KM.G)\nKM.G will never be a trick\nStep up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\nThat only I possess\nI illustrated that way to get the shit off my chest\nI'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\nKm.G has degrees from Unity of South Central\nI'm a graduate and it's all legit\nFrom the pimping, the ballin' and all that good shit\nI have the mega balls in which I speak in a slang\nWhile I'm peeking it wit the G's from the Ruthless gang\nAin't nuttin change but the weather like I said before\n'Cause I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore\nYo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.\nA Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G\nSo all hail to the niggas that's turning it out\nAnd maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\nKnowledge from one generation to another, perserve\nand then transmitted, get it, done the Ruthless way,\nYou know what I'm saying, so what's up Dre\n(Dr. Dre)\nNow I'm a swinger, I'm not a muthafuking singer\nBut I bringa melody that always seems to ring a\nBell as well, let's make it so you can tell\nYo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell\n'Cause I'm Dre, the muthafuking doctor causing propaganda\nWhen I'm on the mic, I demand a\nLittle bit of time to express myself\nFrom ?(cedian)? wax, kicking the facts and it's like that\nA nigga wit a muthafuking attitude\nYou know the deal, kicking some real shit\nAnd if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\nYo, step off, I'm kicking lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\nBut any occasion, getting the bitches wit the mega persuasion\nThen my dick starts top make an invasion\nBut, yo, I can't go on\nBecause this is the end of my part on the last song\nReal G from the streets, villianous when he speaks\nFor all you busters who can't deal, give it up for real\n(MC Ren)\nNow when you see me, you're ducking and slipping, yo, then you fell\ndown\nYou fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\nPulling the pulls, crotching the bull\nThe weak muthafuker was smelling like shit so I guess that they're full\nOf it, and I love it when I dress like a crook\nWit a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\nThe villain was something nuff like a hero\nJacking all the niggas wit beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\nThe rest of the 100% was sent to do what I say\nNWA and ATL and we don't play\nThe DOC is doing it, oh, so correctly\nSee, I broke it down for the ones who try to check me\nBut I can't be check 'cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wreck believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right and for the fight and the left will attend\nWe're doing wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the ganster's dream\nThe bitches fanasty, Ruthless, so now we've come to the payoff\n(Eazy-E)\nOne muthafuking two muthafuking three\nIt's the hip-hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kicking lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's Eazy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sun rays miss\nOr just give me the pussy and I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masterbate\n(We wanta fuck you Eazy) yea, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talking stops (pow) it's drive by season\nSo back the fuck off and give me respect\nNow they're shipping me off 'cause Eazy played wit a half deck\nCriminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\nThe notorious Cold\n(Cold 187um)\n187um, you know I gotta have it\nNow being above the law is an everyday habit\nIf you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\nPerhaps I'll say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\nNow everybody wants to chill, ill\nAnd bill, now what the fuck is the deal\nYou need a nigga like me to get the shit going\n187um has got the ultimate flowing\nNow it's time for me to go off like a maniac\nRun up for cover 'cause I'm on the ?(adidnac)?\nAn untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n87 reasons why fools staying in line\n'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\nI lay and spray anything in my way\n'Cause I'm a balls player for the streets of South Central\nbelieve what you want but soon you'll eventually see\nThat ATL is straight to mega\nDon't be surprise 'cause we played ya like Sega\nAnd these bodies keep dropping, you see me keep moving on\nPeace, I'm outta here 'cause this is the last song\nShout outs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Last Song (Album Version)\n  artist: Above The Law\n  album: Livin' Like Hustlers\n  duration_ms: 380000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  experience, so you know it's gonna be some mega shit, so who is that\n  (KM.G)\n  KM.G will never be a trick\n  Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  That only I possess\n  I illustrated that way to get the shit off my chest\n  I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n  Km.G has degrees from Unity of South Central\n  I'm a graduate and it's all legit\n  From the pimping, the ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega balls in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm peeking it wit the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nuttin change but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm living like hustlers and I'm checking galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to the D.O.C.\n  A Ruthless brother who's down wit the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turning it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n  Knowledge from one generation to another, perserve\n  and then transmitted, get it, done the Ruthless way,\n  You know what I'm saying, so what's up Dre\n  (Dr. Dre)\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a muthafuking singer\n  But I bringa melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's coming from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the muthafuking doctor causing propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  From ?(cedian)? wax, kicking the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga wit a muthafuking attitude\n  You know the deal, kicking some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kicking lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, getting the bitches wit the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts top make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n  Real G from the streets, villianous when he speaks\n  For all you busters who can't deal, give it up for real\n  (MC Ren)\n  Now when you see me, you're ducking and slipping, yo, then you fell\n  down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pulling the pulls, crotching the bull\n  The weak muthafuker was smelling like shit so I guess that they're full\n  Of it, and I love it when I dress like a crook\n  Wit a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The villain was something nuff like a hero\n  Jacking all the niggas wit beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100% was sent to do what I say\n  NWA and ATL and we don't play\n  The DOC is doing it, oh, so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who try to check me\n  But I can't be check 'cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wreck believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right and for the fight and the left will attend\n  We're doing wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the ganster's dream\n  The bitches fanasty, Ruthless, so now we've come to the payoff\n  (Eazy-E)\n  One muthafuking two muthafuking three\n  It's the hip-hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kicking lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sun rays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy and I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masterbate\n  (We wanta fuck you Eazy) yea, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise the lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talking stops (pow) it's drive by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shipping me off 'cause Eazy played wit a half deck\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n  (Cold 187um)\n  187um, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being above the law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps I'll say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill\n  And bill, now what the fuck is the deal\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit going\n  187um has got the ultimate flowing\n  Now it's time for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up for cover 'cause I'm on the ?(adidnac)?\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools staying in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  'Cause I'm a balls player for the streets of South Central\n  believe what you want but soon you'll eventually see\n  That ATL is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprise 'cause we played ya like Sega\n  And these bodies keep dropping, you see me keep moving on\n  Peace, I'm outta here 'cause this is the last song\n  Shout outs\n"},{"id":25265677,"name":"the last song ft. eazy-e & m.c","trackName":"the last song ft. eazy-e & m.c","artistName":"Above The Law","albumName":"Livin' Like Hustlers","duration":381.727347,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\nCause this is the Law House experience\nSo you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\nSo who is that?\n\nKM.G will never be a trick\nStep up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\nAnd only I possess\nI illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\nI'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\nKM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\nI'm a graduate, and it's all legit\nFrom the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\nI have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\nWhile I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\nAin't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\nYo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\nA Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\nSo all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\nAnd maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\nKnowledge, from one generation to another\nPreserved, and then transmitted, get it?\nDown the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\nSo what's up Dre?\n\nNow I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\nBut I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\nBell as well, let's make it so you can tell\nYo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\nWhen I'm on the mic, I demand a\nLittle bit of time to express myself\nOn CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\nA nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\nYou know the deal, kickin' some real shit\nAnd if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\nYo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\nBut any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\nThen my dick starts to make an invasion\nBut, yo, I can't go on\nBecause this is the end of my part on the last song\n\nReal G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\nFor all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\nNow when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\nYou fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\nPullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\nThe weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\nSo I guess that they're full of it\nAnd I love it when I dress like a crook\nWith a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\nThe Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\nJackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\nThe rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\nN.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\nThe Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\nSee, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\nBut I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\nWhen you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\nThe right is for the fight then the left will attend\nWhen doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\nFrom a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\nThe bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\nOne motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\nIt's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\nSo I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\nFirst nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\nIt's Eazy for me to come off like this\nSo you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\nOr just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\nAnd if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n(We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\nNow bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\nI got skill to deal and run game on bitches\nYou can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\nI hear voices in my head for what reason\nBut when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\nSo back the fuck off and give me respect\nNow they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a 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Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\nAnd you know that, brand shit\nAwww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\nDefinitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\nLaw House, Hip-Hop\n\nBreak the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.47] Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n[00:04.71] Cause this is the Law House experience\n[00:07.18] So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n[00:09.65] So who is that?\n[00:10.61] KM.G will never be a trick\n[00:12.64] Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n[00:16.82] And only I possess\n[00:18.17] I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n[00:20.59] I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n[00:23.40] KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n[00:25.89] I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n[00:28.42] From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n[00:30.93] I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n[00:33.48] While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n[00:36.06] Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n[00:38.75] 'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n[00:41.21] Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n[00:43.70] A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n[00:46.22] So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n[00:48.98] And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n[00:51.66] Knowledge, from one generation to another\n[00:55.32] Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n[00:57.81] Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n[01:00.63] So what's up Dre?\n[01:01.89] Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n[01:03.78] But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n[01:07.56] Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n[01:09.75] Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n[01:12.11] 'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n[01:15.65] When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n[01:17.31] Little bit of time to express myself\n[01:19.99] On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n[01:22.57] A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n[01:24.69] You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n[01:27.64] And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n[01:29.99] Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n[01:32.53] But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n[01:36.55] Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n[01:39.07] But, yo, I can't go on\n[01:40.31] Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n[01:43.55] Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n[01:48.56] For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n[01:53.43] Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n[01:55.58] You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n[01:58.54] Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n[02:00.69] The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n[02:02.73] So I guess that they're full of it\n[02:04.45] And I love it 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think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n[03:44.22] Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n[03:46.95] Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n[03:49.43] Now what the fuck is the deal?\n[03:52.08] You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n[03:55.01] 187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n[03:57.26] Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n[04:00.09] Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n[04:02.64] An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n[04:05.30] 87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n[04:07.55] 'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n[04:10.46] I lay and spray anything in my way\n[04:12.61] Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n[04:15.58] Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n[04:18.17] That A.T.L is straight to mega\n[04:20.69] Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n[04:23.22] And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n[04:25.60] Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is 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Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all 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D.O.C. and Michel'le\n[05:20.92] Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n[05:23.04] Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n[05:28.52] And you know that, brand shit\n[05:33.05] Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n[05:36.68] Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n[05:47.10] Law House, Hip-Hop\n[05:59.78] Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n[06:06.19] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Above The Law - The Last Song\n  artist: NWA\n  album: 'The N.W.A. 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Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n  start_ms: 323040\n  end_ms: 328520\n- text: And you know that, brand shit\n  start_ms: 328520\n  end_ms: 333050\n- text: Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  start_ms: 333050\n  end_ms: 336680\n- text: Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  start_ms: 336680\n  end_ms: 347100\n- text: Law House, Hip-Hop\n  start_ms: 347100\n  end_ms: 359780\n- text: Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n  start_ms: 359780\n  end_ms: 366190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 366190\nplain: |-\n  Yo, D.O.C. - why don't you blaze that J?\n  Cause this is the Law House experience\n  So you know, it's gonna be some mega shit\n  So who is that?\n\n  KM.G will never be a trick\n  Step up to the mic like a baller then I pimp this gift\n  And only I possess\n  I illustrated it way to get this shit off my chest\n  I'm ghetto raise to amaze the crowd, it's quite simple\n  KM.G has degrees from Uni of South Central\n  I'm a graduate, and it's all legit\n  From the pimpin' and ballin' and all that good shit\n  I have the mega thoughts, in which I speak in a slang\n  While I'm kicking it with the G's from the Ruthless gang\n  Ain't nothin' changes but the weather like I said before\n  'Cause I'm livin' like hustlers and I'm checkin' galore\n  Yo, I have to give it up to The D.O.C\n  A Ruthless brother, that's down with the KM.G\n  So all hail to the niggas that's turnin' it out\n  And maybe then, I'll take the gun barrel out of your mouth\n\n  Knowledge, from one generation to another\n  Preserved, and then transmitted, get it?\n  Down the Ruthless way, you know what I'm saying?\n  So what's up Dre?\n\n  Now I'm a swinger, I'm not a motherfuckin' singer\n  But I bring a, melody that always seems to ring a\n  Bell as well, let's make it so you can tell\n  Yo, it's comin' from Compton where the ballers dwell\n  'Cause I'm Dre, the motherfuckin' doctor, causin' propaganda\n  When I'm on the mic, I demand a\n  Little bit of time to express myself\n  On CD and wax, kickin' the facts and it's like that\n  A nigga with a motherfuckin' attitude\n  You know the deal, kickin' some real shit\n  And if a sucker ever thinks he can get some\n  Yo, step off, I'm kickin' lyrics for the deaf and the dumb\n  But any occasion, gettin' the bitches with the mega persuasion\n  Then my dick starts to make an invasion\n  But, yo, I can't go on\n  Because this is the end of my part on the last song\n\n  Real G from the streets, villainous when he speaks\n  For all you bustas who can't deal, give it up the real\n\n  Now when you see me, you're duckin' and slippin, yo, then you fell down\n  You fucked up and finally figured who was the cell down\n  Pullin' the pulls, crotchin' the bull\n  The weak motherfuckers were smellin' like shit\n  So I guess that they're full of it\n  And I love it when I dress like a crook\n  With a \"I don't give a fuck\" look\n  The Villain was somethin', I'm like a hero\n  Jackin' all the niggas with beef, off of relief, I mean the zeros\n  The rest of the 100 precent was sent to do what I say\n  N.W.A. and A.T.L. and we don't play\n  The Doc is doin' it oh so correctly\n  See, I broke it down for the ones who tried to check me\n  But I can't be checked, cause I'm the checker\n  When you see a nigga wrecked, believe that I'm the wrecker\n  The right is for the fight then the left will attend\n  When doin' it wrong, MC Ren is on the last song\n\n  From a genius to temporary insanity, the gangster's dream\n  The bitches' fantasy, Ruthless, so now we've come to the pay off\n\n  One motherfuckin, two motherfuckin' three\n  It's the Hip-Hop thugster Eazy-E\n  So I grab the mic and then I clear my throat\n  First nigga kickin' lyrics in a straightcoat\n  It's Eazy for me to come off like this\n  So you can kiss my ass where the sunrays miss\n  Or just give me the pussy, then I'll be straight\n  And if you don't, fuck it, I'll masturbate\n  (We wanna fuck you Eazy) Yeah, you bitches scream\n  Now bow down and praise The Lord for the wing ding\n  I got skill to deal and run game on bitches\n  You can tell that I'm sick, by the triple sixes\n  I hear voices in my head for what reason\n  But when the talkin' stops (*Gun Shot*) it's drive-by season\n  So back the fuck off and give me respect\n  Now they're shippin' me off 'cause Eazy played with a half deck\n\n  Criminal in his thoughts, murderous in his lyrics\n  The notorious Cold\n\n  187, you know I gotta have it\n  Now being Above the Law is an everyday habit\n  If you think I drop some pimp shit, I ain't\n  Perhaps, I say a couple rhymes to make the bitches faint\n  Now everybody wants to chill, ill and bill\n  Now what the fuck is the deal?\n  You need a nigga like me to get the shit goin'\n  187 has got the ultimate flowin'\n  Now it's time, for me to go off like a maniac\n  Run up, for cover cause I'm on the attiznack\n  An untouchable player rolled up into one mind\n  87 reasons why fools stayin' in line\n  'Cause I ain't the average nigga behind the trigger\n  I lay and spray anything in my way\n  Cause I'm a boss player, for the streets of South Central\n  Believe what you want, but soon you'll eventually see\n  That A.T.L is straight to mega\n  Don't be surprised 'cause we played you like Sega\n  And as bodies keep droppin, you see me keep movin' on\n  Peace, I'm outta here, 'cause this is the last song\n\n  Mega place, persuasion, that's from the House\n  Law House that is; all graduates from U.S.C\n  For those that don't know, it's the University of South Central\n\n  Yeah, you know that shit Law\n  Yo, this is Dr. Dre, Ruthless Records is in full motherfuckin' effect\n  Droppin' shit that's goin' to hit 9.2 on the Richter Scale, boy\n\n  And yeah, this is Cooooooooooold 187Um in the place\n\n  Word up!\n\n  A.T.L definitely ranched y'all, y'all brought it so y'all caught it\n\n  A dose to the Mega Flex\n  Yo, right about now we wanna give a shout out to everybody\n  That helped put this motherafuckin' project together\n\n  Yeah, I'd like to give a shout out to my homie KM.G\n  Yo, DJ Total K-Oss, Go-Mack With The Sack and Lay Law\n\n  And you know that, I wanna give a shout out to my homie MC Ren, Eazy-E the hip-hop thuggster, my homie DJ Yella, The D.O.C. and Michel'le\n\n  Yo, shouts goes out to Donovan\n  Mike Holmes, Stan, Mike Sims, L.A. Dre, you know, and to Jerry\n\n  And you know that, brand shit\n  Awww yeah, Mega thoughts, Law House\n  Definitely, gotta give a shout out to every record they kick it kind of soft\n  Law House, Hip-Hop\n\n  Break the City, Above the Law, kickin' Lyrics, Above the Law\n"}]