[{"id":31213519,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"I’m Not a Player","duration":264.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Chorus]\n[Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n[Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n[B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n[Verse 1: B-Real]\nThinkin' of takin' a plane\nto take a flight out to the red light\nand smuggle 10 pounds of weed\nmake it home tonight\nbe the number 1 smuggler in the area\ngot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\nerb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nstate to state and over seas gettin' faded\nbuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\nmany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nskunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nniggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: I’m Not a Player\n  duration_ms: 264000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":18852925,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Endangered Species","duration":240.74449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Chorus]\n[Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n[Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n[B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n[Verse 1: B-Real]\nThinkin' of takin' a plane\nto take a flight out to the red light\nand smuggle 10 pounds of weed\nmake it home tonight\nbe the number 1 smuggler in the area\ngot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\nerb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nstate to state and over seas gettin' faded\nbuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\nmany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nskunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nniggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: Endangered Species\n  duration_ms: 240744\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":22014411,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Endangered Species","duration":247.727187,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Chorus]\n[Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n[Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n[B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n[Verse 1: B-Real]\nThinkin' of takin' a plane\nto take a flight out to the red light\nand smuggle 10 pounds of weed\nmake it home tonight\nbe the number 1 smuggler in the area\ngot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\nerb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nstate to state and over seas gettin' faded\nbuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\nmany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nskunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nniggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: Endangered Species\n  duration_ms: 247727\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":9744048,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"I’m Not a Player EP","duration":264.02321995464854,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Chorus]\n[Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n[Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n[B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n[Verse 1: B-Real]\nThinkin' of takin' a plane\nto take a flight out to the red light\nand smuggle 10 pounds of weed\nmake it home tonight\nbe the number 1 smuggler in the area\ngot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\nerb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nstate to state and over seas gettin' faded\nbuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\nmany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nskunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nniggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: I’m Not a Player EP\n  duration_ms: 264023\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":36811761,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"Pre‐Trial Motion","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Chorus]\n[Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n[Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n[B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n[Verse 1: B-Real]\nThinkin' of takin' a plane\nto take a flight out to the red light\nand smuggle 10 pounds of weed\nmake it home tonight\nbe the number 1 smuggler in the area\ngot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\nerb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nstate to state and over seas gettin' faded\nbuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\nmany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nskunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nniggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: Pre‐Trial Motion\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":18052713,"name":"Wishful Thinking (LP 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hit the blunts\nand the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nfools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nlike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nyo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n[Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n[Verse 2: Fat Joe]\nYo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nlying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\nhaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nmy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\ndime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nbut momma single be mastera heater on city streets\nin the east I be known as Don Cartegena\nclaimin' the (?) like (?)\nlacin' the china wit Menida\nto seller need repeater or be a leader\nlike a preacher or presume a steeper\npeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nuntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\ncome on I be the top extortionist\nadopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nyea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nall my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n[Chorus]\n[Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n[Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\nNo doubt,\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\nsoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nwith pharmasoticle lavatorys\nmajor to chemistry, PHD in streetology\ndegree in drug industry\ncombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nrest it through molecules scatter\nlaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nmind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\nbut yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\nand holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nyou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nfrom constructin' a drug traffic\npolice a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nthis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n[Chorus]\n[B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n[Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n[Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n[Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n[Verse 4: Big Pun]\nYo, I'm walkin' waters\nspit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nidolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nbe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\npump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\nI'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\nit seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nlivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n[Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\nnever forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\nyo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nand physical abuse, give her back her best years\ngrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nspark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nrepent and vow she be forgiven\nhow could we be proud to live in a world\nwhich condems man, child, to women\nchild to women.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking (LP Version)\n  artist: Big Punisher\n  album: Big Pun - I’m Not A Player\n  duration_ms: 264785\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Chorus]\n  [Fat Joe] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Kool G Rap] Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  [Big Pun] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [B-Real] B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  [Verse 1: B-Real]\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane\n  to take a flight out to the red light\n  and smuggle 10 pounds of weed\n  make it home tonight\n  be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n  erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  state to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n  many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  niggaz lets get high in the sky hit the blunts\n  and the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  yo what would you do if the world was yours.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Kool G Rap] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Big Pun] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [B-Real] First I get the money then I get the power\n  [Fat Joe] Joey crack twist the caps enemys I devour\n\n  [Verse 2: Fat Joe]\n  Yo it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face with avengances\n  having blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  my mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  but momma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  in the east I be known as Don Cartegena\n  claimin' the (?) like (?)\n  lacin' the china wit Menida\n  to seller need repeater or be a leader\n  like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n  come on I be the top extortionist\n  adopt adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  yea, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  all my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [Big Pun] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [B-Real] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Fat Joe] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Kool G Rap] G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  [Verse 3: Kool G Rap]\n  No doubt,\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territorys\n  soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  with pharmasoticle lavatorys\n  major to chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  degree in drug industry\n  combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  rest it through molecules scatter\n  launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat aint near the square son I gets mine\n  but yo the kill the fill with force fields and shields\n  and holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  you know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  from constructin' a drug traffic\n  police a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  this flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams I'm a free man.\n\n  [Chorus]\n  [B-Real] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable\n  [Fat Joe] Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  [Kool G Rap] First ya get the money then you get the power\n  [Big Pun] Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  [Verse 4: Big Pun]\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters\n  spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the bible\n  I'm lible to start manipulatin' minds infiltratin' clown\n  'm out the pitfalls of life entice with nickle plated nine\n  it seems every time I'm dream I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  [Fat Joe: Hell Yea!] I wish I could, I wish I could\n  never forget this whole damn world aint shit I'm just a hood\n  yo I change my life make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  and physical abuse, give her back her best years\n  grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  spark the scent, and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  repent and vow she be forgiven\n  how could we be proud to live in a world\n  which condems man, child, to women\n  child to women.\n"},{"id":30661206,"name":"Wishful Thinking (Instrumental)","trackName":"Wishful Thinking (Instrumental)","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"I'm Not A Player","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\nFirst, I get the money, then I get the power\nB-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops\nThink I'll jump on a plane\nAnd take a flight out to the Red Light\nAnd smuggle ten pounds of weed\nMake it home tonight\nBe the number one smuggler in the area\nGot enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier\nHerb slanger, Hustler Incorporated\nState to state and overseas gettin' faded\nThe Buddha king, seen the green grow tall\nI'm bringing it all right back home to y'all\nMany different strains of herb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nSkunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud\nNiggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\nAnd the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop\nFools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops\nI give props for all the soldiers in the war\nYo, what would you do if the world was yours?\nAyo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\nFirst, I get the money, then I get the power\nJoey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour\nIt was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's\nLyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance\nHavin' blocks on in the livest parts known\nBy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\nDime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep\nBut my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets\nAnd in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena\nClaimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena\nLacin' the china with Menida\nThis felony repeater will be a leader\nLike your preacher but so much deeper\nPeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nUntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes\nCome on, I be the top extortionist\nAdopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage\nYeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nAll my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\nFirst you get the money, then you get the power\nG Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour\nNo doubt\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territories\nSoldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory\nWith pharmaceutical laboratories\nMajored in chemistry, PHD in streetology\nDegree in drug industry\nCombinin' H2O with matter from crack batter\nResidue molecules scatter\nLaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nMind brighter than Einstein's for crime\nG equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\nBut yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields\nAnd holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nYou know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it\nI got's to have it, stack all the cabbage\nFrom conductin' a drug traffic\nPolice'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in\nThey rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien\nDisplay my fury to the D.A and the jury\nOne hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man\nWhat would you do if 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heart's content\nRepent, if thou shall be forgiven\nHow could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?\nChild and women","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking (Instrumental)\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: I'm Not A Player\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops\n  Think I'll jump on a plane\n  And take a flight out to the Red Light\n  And smuggle ten pounds of weed\n  Make it home tonight\n  Be the number one smuggler in the area\n  Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier\n  Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated\n  State to state and overseas gettin' faded\n  The Buddha king, seen the green grow tall\n  I'm bringing it all right back home to y'all\n  Many different strains of herb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  Skunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud\n  Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n  And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop\n  Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops\n  I give props for all the soldiers in the war\n  Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n  Ayo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  Joey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour\n  It was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance\n  Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known\n  By mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep\n  But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets\n  And in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena\n  Claimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena\n  Lacin' the china with Menida\n  This felony repeater will be a leader\n  Like your preacher but so much deeper\n  Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes\n  Come on, I be the top extortionist\n  Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage\n  Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  All my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First you get the money, then you get the power\n  G Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour\n  No doubt\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\n  Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory\n  With pharmaceutical laboratories\n  Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  Degree in drug industry\n  Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter\n  Residue molecules scatter\n  Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  Mind brighter than Einstein's for crime\n  G equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\n  But yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields\n  And holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  You know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it\n  I got's to have it, stack all the cabbage\n  From conductin' a drug traffic\n  Police'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  They rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien\n  Display my fury to the D.A and the jury\n  One hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  Once you get the money, and then you get the power\n  Big Pun's the same, son, bustin' my guns for the dollars\n  Yo, I'd walk on water, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods\n  Be larger than life, twice as nice as your idol\n  Pump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible\n  I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb\n  Out the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine\n  It seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare\n  I fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)\n  I wish I could, I wish I could\n  Never forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood\n  Yo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain\n  And physical abuse\n  Give her back her best years\n  Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  Spark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content\n  Repent, if thou shall be forgiven\n  How could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?\n  Child and women\n"},{"id":10382364,"name":"Wishful Thinking (instrumental)","trackName":"Wishful Thinking (instrumental)","artistName":"Big Pun","albumName":"I’m 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Incorporated\nState to state and overseas gettin' faded\nThe Buddha king, seen the green grow tall\nI'm bringing it all right back home to y'all\nMany different strains of herb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nSkunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud\nNiggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\nAnd the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop\nFools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops\nI give props for all the soldiers in the war\nYo, what would you do if the world was yours?\nAyo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\nFirst, I get the money, then I get the power\nJoey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour\nIt was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's\nLyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance\nHavin' blocks on in the livest parts known\nBy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\nDime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep\nBut my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets\nAnd in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena\nClaimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena\nLacin' the china with Menida\nThis felony repeater will be a leader\nLike your preacher but so much deeper\nPeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nUntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes\nCome on, I be the top extortionist\nAdopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage\nYeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nAll my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\nFirst you get the money, then you get the power\nG Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour\nNo doubt\nI be the crime story of all ghetto territories\nSoldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory\nWith pharmaceutical laboratories\nMajored in chemistry, PHD in streetology\nDegree in 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and stand beside the gods\nBe larger than life, twice as nice as your idol\nPump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible\nI'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb\nOut the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine\nIt seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare\nI fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)\nI wish I could, I wish I could\nNever forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood\nYo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain\nAnd physical abuse\nGive her back her best years\nGrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nSpark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content\nRepent, if thou shall be forgiven\nHow could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?\nChild and women","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking (instrumental)\n  artist: Big Pun\n  album: I’m Not a Player EP\n  duration_ms: 265023\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  B-Real love to kill, eliminatin' the cops\n  Think I'll jump on a plane\n  And take a flight out to the Red Light\n  And smuggle ten pounds of weed\n  Make it home tonight\n  Be the number one smuggler in the area\n  Got enough weight to fill up and aircraft carrier\n  Herb slanger, Hustler Incorporated\n  State to state and overseas gettin' faded\n  The Buddha king, seen the green grow tall\n  I'm bringing it all right back home to y'all\n  Many different strains of herb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  Skunk and the one Chocolate Thai bud\n  Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n  And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggas, don't stop\n  Fools get sprung when they get too smoked off the crops\n  I give props for all the soldiers in the war\n  Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n  Ayo, what would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  Joey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour\n  It was only a dream, sixteen battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  Lyin' pendants with diamonds ill as lacin' the a face with a vengeance\n  Havin' blocks on in the livest parts known\n  By mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n  Dime droppers will give your fed time, if you sleep\n  But my mistake will be masterin' heat on city streets\n  And in the east, I be known as Don Cartegena\n  Claimin' the throne like Calderon in this heron arena\n  Lacin' the china with Menida\n  This felony repeater will be a leader\n  Like your preacher but so much deeper\n  Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nicky Barnes\n  Come on, I be the top extortionist\n  Adopt a dozen foster kids right out the mothafuckin' orphanage\n  Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  All my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  First you get the money, then you get the power\n  G Rap bustin' the gats and slangin' last by the hour\n  No doubt\n  I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\n  Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggas like glory\n  With pharmaceutical laboratories\n  Majored in chemistry, PHD in streetology\n  Degree in drug industry\n  Combinin' H2O with matter from crack batter\n  Residue molecules scatter\n  Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  Mind brighter than Einstein's for crime\n  G equals and MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\n  But yo, the kill will fill with force fields and shields\n  And holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  You know the deal, if the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it\n  I got's to have it, stack all the cabbage\n  From conductin' a drug traffic\n  Police'll chain me and try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  They rein me in so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien\n  Display my fury to the D.A and the jury\n  One hundred grand, the judge's hammer slams, I'm a free man\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world, every girl will wanna be with you\n  Once you get the money, and then you get the power\n  Big Pun's the same, son, bustin' my guns for the dollars\n  Yo, I'd walk on water, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods\n  Be larger than life, twice as nice as your idol\n  Pump you with pride, then guide you straight to hell like the Bible\n  I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb\n  Out the pitfalls of life, entice with nickel-plated nine\n  It seems every time I dream, I'm in a nightmare\n  I fiend to live in a world where mothers and queens of men would fight fair (hell yeah)\n  I wish I could, I wish I could\n  Never forget this whole damn world ain't shit, not just the hood\n  Yo, I'd change my life, make my wife forget the tears from the pain\n  And physical abuse\n  Give her back her best years\n  Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  Spark the scent, and cloud the sky to my heart's content\n  Repent, if thou shall be forgiven\n  How could we be proud to live in a world which condemns man, child, and women?\n  Child and women\n"},{"id":10518835,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Fat Joe featuring Big Pun, Kool G Rap and B‐Real","albumName":"Endangered Species","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\nFirst, I get the money, then I get the power\nB-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\nThinkin' of takin' a plane to take a flight out to the red light\nAnd smuggle 10 pounds of weed, make it home tonight\nBe the number 1 smuggler in the area\nGot enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n\nErb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\nState to state and over seas gettin' faded\nBuddah king had seen the green proton\nI'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n\nMany different strains of erb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\nSkunk and the one chocolate ty bud\nNiggaz, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n\nAnd the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\nFools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\nLike gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\nYo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\nFirst, I get the money, then I get the power\nJoey crack twist the caps, enemies I devour\n\nYo, it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\nLying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face\nWith avenganceshaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\nMy mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n\nDime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\nBut Moma single be mastera heater on city streets\nIn the East I be known as Don Cartegena\nClaimin' the like Lacin' the China wit Menida to seller need repeater\nOr be a leader like a preacher or presume a steeper\nPeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\nUntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n\nCome on, I be the top extortionist adopt\nAdopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\nYeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\nAll my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\nFirst, ya get the money, then you get the power\nG Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\nNo doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\nSoldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\nWith pharmaceutical lavatories, major to chemistry\nPHD in streetology, degree in drug industry\n\nCombinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\nRest it through molecules scatter\nLaunchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\nMind bitin' an arm starts a crime\nG equals and MC dat ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\n\nBut, yo, the kill, the fill with force fields and shields\nAnd holy steel, a nigga keep it real\nYou know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\nI got's to have, stack all the cabbage\nFrom constructin' a drug traffic\n\nPolice, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\nAramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\nThis flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n100 grand the judges hammer slams, I'm a free man\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nOnce you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\nFirst, ya get the money, then you get the power\nBig Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\nYo, I'm walkin' waters, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\nIdolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\nBe larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\nPump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the Bible\n\nI'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltratin' clown\n'M out the pitfalls of life entice with nickel plated nine\nIt seems, every time I'm dream, I'm in a nightmare of fiend\nLivin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n(Hell, yeah)\n\nI wish I could, I wish I could never forget this\nWhole damn world ain't shit, I'm just a hood, yo\nI change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain\nAnd physical abuse, give her back her best years\n\nGrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nSpark the scent and cloud the sky till my heart's content\nRepent and vow she be forgiven\nHow could we be proud to live in a world\nWhich condemns man, child to women, child to women","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Wishful Thinking\n  artist: Fat Joe featuring Big Pun, Kool G Rap and B‐Real\n  album: Endangered Species\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane to take a flight out to the red light\n  And smuggle 10 pounds of weed, make it home tonight\n  Be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n\n  Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  State to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  Buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n\n  Many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  Skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  Niggaz, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n\n  And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  Fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  Like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  Joey crack twist the caps, enemies I devour\n\n  Yo, it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  Lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face\n  With avenganceshaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  My mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n\n  Dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  But Moma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  In the East I be known as Don Cartegena\n  Claimin' the like Lacin' the China wit Menida to seller need repeater\n  Or be a leader like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n\n  Come on, I be the top extortionist adopt\n  Adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  All my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, ya get the money, then you get the power\n  G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  No doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\n  Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  With pharmaceutical lavatories, major to chemistry\n  PHD in streetology, degree in drug industry\n\n  Combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  Rest it through molecules scatter\n  Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  Mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\n\n  But, yo, the kill, the fill with force fields and shields\n  And holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  You know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  From constructin' a drug traffic\n\n  Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  This flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams, I'm a free man\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, ya get the money, then you get the power\n  Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  Be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  Pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the Bible\n\n  I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltratin' clown\n  'M out the pitfalls of life entice with nickel plated nine\n  It seems, every time I'm dream, I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  Livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  (Hell, yeah)\n\n  I wish I could, I wish I could never forget this\n  Whole damn world ain't shit, I'm just a hood, yo\n  I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  And physical abuse, give her back her best years\n\n  Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  Spark the scent and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  Repent and vow she be forgiven\n  How could we be proud to live in a world\n  Which condemns man, child to women, child to women\n"},{"id":10836283,"name":"Wishful Thinking","trackName":"Wishful Thinking","artistName":"Fat Joe feat. 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Big Pun, Kool G Rap and B‐Real\n  album: Endangered Species\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl will want to be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  B-Real of the hill eliminate the guitars\n\n  Thinkin' of takin' a plane to take a flight out to the red light\n  And smuggle 10 pounds of weed, make it home tonight\n  Be the number 1 smuggler in the area\n  Got enough weed to fill up and air craft carrier\n\n  Erb slanger, Hasila Incorporated\n  State to state and over seas gettin' faded\n  Buddah king had seen the green proton\n  I'm bringing it on right back home to Don\n\n  Many different strains of erb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydro plane\n  Skunk and the one chocolate ty bud\n  Niggaz, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n\n  And the bongs, fill up the lungs, niggaz don't stop\n  Fools get sprung when they get there smoked up for crops\n  Like gettin' props, where all the soldiers in the board\n  Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, I get the money, then I get the power\n  Joey crack twist the caps, enemies I devour\n\n  Yo, it's only a dream 16 battin' Beamers and Benz's\n  Lying penance with diamonds ill as lacin' in a face\n  With avenganceshaving blocks on in the lava parts dome\n  My mankind with crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\n\n  Dime droppers will give ya fad time if you sleep\n  But Moma single be mastera heater on city streets\n  In the East I be known as Don Cartegena\n  Claimin' the like Lacin' the China wit Menida to seller need repeater\n  Or be a leader like a preacher or presume a steeper\n  Peep the shit that I be on, sippin' Don\n  Until I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Nikki Vons\n\n  Come on, I be the top extortionist adopt\n  Adopted foster kids right out the muthafuckin' orphanage\n  Yeah, I do it for the youth, I'm livin' proof\n  All my peeps in the streets know I speak the truth\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, ya get the money, then you get the power\n  G Rap bustin' the gats slangin' last by every hour\n\n  No doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\n  Soldiers at war be blowin' up niggaz like glory\n  With pharmaceutical lavatories, major to chemistry\n  PHD in streetology, degree in drug industry\n\n  Combinin' H²O with matter from crack batter\n  Rest it through molecules scatter\n  Launchin' rockets to make the pocket fatter\n  Mind bitin' an arm starts a crime\n  G equals and MC dat ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\n\n  But, yo, the kill, the fill with force fields and shields\n  And holy steel, a nigga keep it real\n  You know the deal, if the stakes ain't to high for me to grab\n  I got's to have, stack all the cabbage\n  From constructin' a drug traffic\n\n  Police, a jam me in try to find a new pot to frame me in\n  Aramians so I resort the evil thoughts like Damien\n  This flame of fury to the D-A and the jury\n  100 grand the judges hammer slams, I'm a free man\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Once you rule the world every girl would want to be with you\n  First, ya get the money, then you get the power\n  Big Pun's the same son bustin' my guns for the Dollars\n\n  Yo, I'm walkin' waters, spit fire and shit Häagen-Dazs\n  Idolize no man like Conan and stand beside the guards\n  Be larger than life, twice as nice as ya idol\n  Pump you with pride, then guide you str8 to hell like the Bible\n\n  I'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltratin' clown\n  'M out the pitfalls of life entice with nickel plated nine\n  It seems, every time I'm dream, I'm in a nightmare of fiend\n  Livin' a world of mothers and queens and men would fight fare\n  (Hell, yeah)\n\n  I wish I could, I wish I could never forget this\n  Whole damn world ain't shit, I'm just a hood, yo\n  I change my life, make my wife and get the chance for the pain\n  And physical abuse, give her back her best years\n\n  Grab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\n  Spark the scent and cloud the sky till my heart's content\n  Repent and vow she be forgiven\n  How could we be proud to live in a world\n  Which condemns man, child to women, child to women\n"},{"id":25736388,"name":"Wishful Thinking (feat. Big Pun, Kool G Rap & B-Real)","trackName":"Wishful Thinking (feat. Big Pun, Kool G Rap & B-Real)","artistName":"Fat Joe, Big Pun, Kool G Rap, B-Real","albumName":"Endangered Species","duration":240.706667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nWould you rule the world? Every girl would wanna be with you\nFirst I get the money, then I get the power\nB-Real off to kill, eliminate the cowards\n\nThink of takin' a plane and take a flight out to the red light\nAnd smuggle ten pounds of weed, make it home tonight\nBe the number one smuggler in the area\nGot enough weight to fill up an aircraft carrier\nHerb slinger, hustler, incorporated\nState to state and overseas gettin' faded\n\nWho the king? Seen the green grow tall\nI'm bringin' it all right back home to y'all\n\nMany different strains of herb in my brain\nI'm slippin' through customs in my hydroplane\n\nSkunk, indo, and chocolate Thai bud\nNiggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\nAnd the bongs fill up the lungs, niggas don't stop\nFools get sprung when they get to smoke up the crop\nLet's give props for all the soldiers in the war\nYo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nWould you rule the world? Every girl would wanna be with you\nFirst I get the money, then I get the power\nJoey Crack twistin' caps, enemies I devour\n\nIt was really a dream, sixteen, battin' Beemers and Benzes\nBuyin' pendants with diamonds, and\nLet's lace 'em the face with a vengeance\n\nHavin' blocks on, and the livest parts thrown\nBy mankind, when crime is how you shine if you can't rhyme\nDime droppers'll give you fed time if you sleep\nBut my mystique will be masterin' heat on city streets\nAnd in the East I be known as Don Cartagena\nClaimin' the throne like Calderón in his own arena\nLacin' the china with moneda\nThe sellin' need repeater or be a leader\nLike your preacher, but so much deeper\n\nPeep the shit that I be on, sippin' Dom\nUntil I'm drunk with a million in my trunk like Dickie Barnes\nCome on, I be the top extortionist\nI'll die for thousand foster kids\nRight out the motherfuckin' orphanage\n\nYeah, I do it for the youth\nI'm livin' proof, all my peeps on the streets know I speak the truth\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nWould you rule the world? Every girl would wanna be with you\nFirst you get the money, then you get the power\nG Rap, bustin' the gats, this may last 'bout a hour\n\nNo doubt, I be the crime story of all ghetto territories\nSoldiers of war be blowin' up niggas like glory\nWith pharmaceutical laboratories, majored in chemistry\nPhD in streetology, degree in drug industry\n\nCombinin' H2O with matter from crack batter\nResidue molecules scatter, launchin'\nRockets to make the pockets fatter\nMind brighter than Einstein's for crime\nG equals an MC that ain't near the square, son, I gets mine\nPatrol and killin' fields with force\nFields and seals and holdin' steel\n\nA nigga keep it real, you know the deal\nIf the stakes ain't too high for me to grab it, I gots to have it\nStack all the cabbage from conductin' the drug traffic\nPolice will chain me in, try to find a new plot to frame me in\nAnd ram me in, so I resort to evil thoughts like Damien\nTo flame a fury, to the DA and the jury\nOne hundred grand, the judge is damned and slams I'm a free man\n\nWhat would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\nWould you rule the world? Every girl would wanna be with you\nWould you get the money, and then you get the power?\nBig Pun's the same son, bustin' my guns for the dollars\n\nYo, I walk on water, spit fire, and shit Häagen-Dazs\nIdolize no man like Conan and stand beside the gods\nBe larger than life, twice as nice as your idol\n\nBump you with pride, then guide you straight to Hell like the Bible\n\nI'm liable to start manipulatin' minds, infiltrate and climb\nOut the pitchforks of life, with sights for nickel-plated nines\nIt seems every time I dream I'm in a nightmare\nA fiend to live in a world where mothers\nAre queens and men would fight fair\nHell yeah, I wish I could, I wish I could\n\nNever forget this whole damn world ain't shit, I'm just a hood\nYo, I'll change my life, make my wife forget the tears\nFrom the pain and the physical abuse, give her back her best years\nGrab my chest hairs, pound my fist on the hard cement\nSpark the scent and cloud the sky 'til my heart's content\nRepent and thou shall be forgiven\nHow can we be proud to live in a world\nWhich condemns man, child, and women?\n\nChild and women","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.82] What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n[00:05.66] Would you rule the world? 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Every girl would wanna be with you\n  First I get the money, then I get the power\n  B-Real off to kill, eliminate the cowards\n\n  Think of takin' a plane and take a flight out to the red light\n  And smuggle ten pounds of weed, make it home tonight\n  Be the number one smuggler in the area\n  Got enough weight to fill up an aircraft carrier\n  Herb slinger, hustler, incorporated\n  State to state and overseas gettin' faded\n\n  Who the king? Seen the green grow tall\n  I'm bringin' it all right back home to y'all\n\n  Many different strains of herb in my brain\n  I'm slippin' through customs in my hydroplane\n\n  Skunk, indo, and chocolate Thai bud\n  Niggas, let's get high in the sky, hit the blunts\n  And the bongs fill up the lungs, niggas don't stop\n  Fools get sprung when they get to smoke up the crop\n  Let's give props for all the soldiers in the war\n  Yo, what would you do if the world was yours?\n\n  What would you do if you could do the unbelievable?\n  Would you rule the world? 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