[{"id":24176966,"name":"Spineless","trackName":"Spineless","artistName":"Benny the Butcher","albumName":"Spineless","duration":141.824687,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This shit only for us\n(These niggas don't know what none of this shit 'bout)\nYou know who you is nigga\n(You know what I have to do for this shit, nigga?) Yo\nThey surprised I visit my block still\nGangster shit, you know how opps feel\nI have you duckin' hot shells, said they rich, I cannot tell\nTry to put my homies on gang, it felt like I failed\nI'm tryna put us on the top shelf, nigga, and not jail\nI'm the one they locked in that cell, still, I did not tell\nCame through feelin' like L, the flow that rock bells\nThey don't gotta give us our credit, we proud of ourselves\nMy daughters won't grow up like me, we fathered ourselves\nThis the type of shit that I'm really on\nForgive me for fallin' out with friends I got too busy for\nMade me take the Rollie off, put the Richard Millie on\nThis that respect you get when you put your city on, nigga\nAnd I'm countin' all the cash I could take, y'all at the bank\nI got a half a million-dollar cash stashed outta state\nThis for my one dawg that got a case\nI Christmas shop for your kids (bring a duffle)\nGet you a biz when you max out your date, ah\nAmazing thing about snakes is that they reproduce spontaneously\nWhat do you mean?\nThey have both male and female sex organs\nThat's why somebody you don't trust you call a snake\nHow can you trust a guy who can literally go fuck themselves?\nDon't you think that expression would've come from the Adam and Eve story?\nWhen the snake tempted Eve to bite the apple?\nHey, snakes were fucking themselves long before Adam and Eve showed up, T\nI'm tryna hang it up but the street's callin'\nMy man, he told the plug we need drugs but he seesawin', I'm free fallin'\nKeep it real brief when I draw, I call that free ballin'\nYou ain't got time to keep score if you're gon' keep scorin' (ooh)\nOlder niggas thought I was Peter Barnes\nI used to keep half a brick inside of a VCR (facts)\nDownstate, I made the biggest niggas just leave the yard (uh-huh)\nThey wouldn't give me space so I can shine and be a star, delete ya bars (yeah)\nCan't pay the plug if you broke, dawg (nah)\nYou'll never be a menace in these streets if you, owe dawg\nHear me out, you can't pay attention at no cost, just clear the house (nope)\nThat name that you mentioned is folklore, the coke raw (ooh)\nGot it out the mud (mud)\nYour cabinet is bare because you shoutin' out the cubs (cubs)\nYou jabbin' at the air like Trey poutin' 'bout a hub (uh-huh)\nWatch who you love (love)\nBecause it'll never be a stranger that spill your blood, nigga","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.07] This shit only for us\n[00:06.22] (These niggas don't know what none of this shit 'bout)\n[00:07.88] You know who you is nigga\n[00:09.23] (You know what I have to do for this shit, nigga?) Yo\n[00:10.36] They surprised I visit my block still\n[00:12.03] Gangster shit, you know how opps feel\n[00:13.46] I have you duckin' hot shells, said they rich, I cannot tell\n[00:16.26] Try to put my homies on gang, it felt like I failed\n[00:19.03] I'm tryna put us on the top shelf, nigga, and not jail\n[00:21.76] I'm the one they locked in that cell, still, I did not tell\n[00:24.45] Came through feelin' like L, the flow that rock bells\n[00:27.24] They don't gotta give us our credit, we proud of ourselves\n[00:30.00] My daughters won't grow up like me, we fathered ourselves\n[00:32.78] This the type of shit that I'm really on\n[00:34.97] Forgive me for fallin' out with friends I got too busy for\n[00:37.65] Made me take the Rollie off, put the Richard Millie on\n[00:40.43] This that respect you get when you put your city on, nigga\n[00:43.78] And I'm countin' all the cash I could take, y'all at the bank\n[00:46.12] I got a half a million-dollar cash stashed outta state\n[00:48.97] This for my one dawg that got a case\n[00:50.97] I Christmas shop for your kids (bring a duffle)\n[00:52.59] Get you a biz when you max out your date, ah\n[00:54.46] Amazing thing about snakes is that they reproduce spontaneously\n[00:58.58] What do you mean?\n[00:59.70] They have both male and female sex organs\n[01:01.95] That's why somebody you don't trust you call a snake\n[01:04.91] How can you trust a guy who can literally go fuck themselves?\n[01:07.72] Don't you think that expression would've come from the Adam and Eve story?\n[01:10.62] When the snake tempted Eve to bite the apple?\n[01:12.98] Hey, snakes were fucking themselves long before Adam and Eve showed up, T\n[01:17.00] I'm tryna hang it up but the street's callin'\n[01:18.79] My man, he told the plug we need drugs but he seesawin', I'm free fallin'\n[01:22.51] Keep it real brief when I draw, I call that free ballin'\n[01:25.10] You ain't got time to keep score if you're gon' keep scorin' (ooh)\n[01:27.89] Older niggas thought I was Peter Barnes\n[01:29.62] I used to keep half a brick inside of a VCR (facts)\n[01:32.78] Downstate, I made the biggest niggas just leave the yard (uh-huh)\n[01:35.31] They wouldn't give me space so I can shine and be a star, delete ya bars (yeah)\n[01:38.93] Can't pay the plug if you broke, dawg (nah)\n[01:40.90] You'll never be a menace in these streets if you, owe dawg\n[01:43.66] Hear me out, you can't pay attention at no cost, just clear the house (nope)\n[01:47.22] That name that you mentioned is folklore, the coke raw (ooh)\n[01:50.03] Got it out the mud (mud)\n[01:51.07] Your cabinet is bare because you shoutin' out the cubs (cubs)\n[01:53.95] You jabbin' at the air like Trey poutin' 'bout a hub (uh-huh)\n[01:56.58] Watch who you love (love)\n[01:57.94] Because it'll never be a stranger that spill your blood, nigga","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spineless\n  artist: Benny the Butcher\n  album: Spineless\n  duration_ms: 141825\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: This shit only for us\n  start_ms: 5070\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: (These niggas don't know what none of this shit 'bout)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 7880\n- text: You know who you is nigga\n  start_ms: 7880\n  end_ms: 9230\n- text: (You know what I have to do for this shit, nigga?) 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Yo\n  They surprised I visit my block still\n  Gangster shit, you know how opps feel\n  I have you duckin' hot shells, said they rich, I cannot tell\n  Try to put my homies on gang, it felt like I failed\n  I'm tryna put us on the top shelf, nigga, and not jail\n  I'm the one they locked in that cell, still, I did not tell\n  Came through feelin' like L, the flow that rock bells\n  They don't gotta give us our credit, we proud of ourselves\n  My daughters won't grow up like me, we fathered ourselves\n  This the type of shit that I'm really on\n  Forgive me for fallin' out with friends I got too busy for\n  Made me take the Rollie off, put the Richard Millie on\n  This that respect you get when you put your city on, nigga\n  And I'm countin' all the cash I could take, y'all at the bank\n  I got a half a million-dollar cash stashed outta state\n  This for my one dawg that got a case\n  I Christmas shop for your kids (bring a duffle)\n  Get you a biz when you max out your date, ah\n  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for\n[00:36.22] Fallin' out with friends I got too busy for\n[00:38.34] Make me take the Rollie off, put the Richard Millie on\n[00:41.14] This that respect you get when you put your city on, nigga\n[00:44.11] And I'm countin' all the cash I could take, y'all at the bank\n[00:46.95] I got a half a million dollar cash stashed out of state\n[00:49.58] This for my one dog that got a case\n[00:51.63] I Christmas shop for your kids, get you\n[00:53.36] A Benz when you max out your date, ah\n[00:54.95] Amazing thing about snakes is that they reproduce spontaneously\n[00:59.39] What do you mean?\n[01:00.12] They have both male and female sex organs\n[01:02.76] That's why somebody you don't trust, you call a snake\n[01:05.47] How can you trust a guy who can literally go fuck themselves?\n[01:08.46] Don't you think that expression would\n[01:09.56] Come from the Adam and Eve story?\n[01:11.20] When the snake tempted Eve to bite the apple?\n[01:14.17] Hey, snakes were fuckin' 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