[{"id":3707152,"name":"This Is Why We Ride","trackName":"This Is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Bloodlust","duration":327.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one\nI come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\nCould be your best friend, mother or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain in poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets\nAnd held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot them dead in the streets\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now,\nMy last words wouldn't be peace\nIt would be get those motherfuckers\n(And this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.40] People always wanna know\n[00:03.37] The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n[00:08.01] I'ma break it down for you\n[00:09.95] This is why we ride\n[00:16.32] And this is why we ride\n[00:29.96] And this is why we ride\n[00:37.10] I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n[00:40.95] I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n[00:44.15] I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n[00:47.33] How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n[00:50.42] I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n[00:53.47] Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one\n[00:56.69] I come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood\n[01:00.00] Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n[01:03.17] Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead\n[01:06.30] Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\n[01:09.49] So we leave the block and we load the guns\n[01:12.70] And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n[01:17.14] And this is why we ride\n[01:32.28] And this is why we ride\n[01:45.96] I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n[01:50.55] But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n[01:53.72] Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n[01:56.88] Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n[02:00.06] Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n[02:03.12] A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n[02:06.19] They're all over the world, people go to die\n[02:09.46] Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n[02:12.76] They remove hope and then we sell dope\n[02:15.96] Pain in poverty has us at each other's throat\n[02:19.19] Families are broken and so we gang bang\n[02:22.25] A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n[02:27.78] And this is how we die\n[02:41.93] And this is why we ride\n[03:09.91] Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n[03:16.84] The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n[03:27.64] Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n[03:32.14] I don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets\n[03:37.64] And held your best friend in your arms\n[03:41.25] Your child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath\n[03:49.23] 'Cause somebody shot them dead in the streets\n[03:54.73] You ain't thinking of calling the police\n[03:58.62] You want revenge and you want it now\n[04:06.36] I gotta be honest with you\n[04:09.83] If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now,\n[04:15.54] My last words wouldn't be peace\n[04:20.23] It would be get those motherfuckers\n[04:22.70] (And this is why we ride)\n[04:24.54] This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n[04:49.96] And this is why we ride\n[05:03.25] And this is how we die","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust\n  duration_ms: 327000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: People always wanna know\n  start_ms: 400\n  end_ms: 3370\n- text: The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  start_ms: 3370\n  end_ms: 8010\n- text: I'ma break it down for you\n  start_ms: 8010\n  end_ms: 9950\n- text: This is why we ride\n  start_ms: 9950\n  end_ms: 16320\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 16320\n  end_ms: 29960\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 29960\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40950\n- text: I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  start_ms: 40950\n  end_ms: 44150\n- text: I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n  start_ms: 44150\n  end_ms: 47330\n- text: How the fuck did I survive? 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Something that I'll never know\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one\n  I come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n  Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is why we ride\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain in poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gang bang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n  And this is how we die\n  And this is why we ride\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets\n  And held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot them dead in the streets\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge and you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now,\n  My last words wouldn't be peace\n  It would be get those motherfuckers\n  (And this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is how we die\n"},{"id":15724970,"name":"This Is Why We Ride","trackName":"This Is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Bloodlust (2017)","duration":326.64,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\nI come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.28] People always wanna know\n[00:03.78] The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n[00:08.25] I'ma break it down for you\n[00:10.74] This is why we ride\n[00:18.39] And this is why we ride\n[00:31.14] And this is why we ride\n[00:37.81] I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n[00:41.09] I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n[00:44.25] I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n[00:47.22] How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n[00:50.62] I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n[00:53.44] Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n[00:56.98] I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n[01:00.14] Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n[01:03.38] Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n[01:06.34] Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n[01:09.54] So we leave the block and we load the guns\n[01:12.99] And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n[01:18.89] And this is why we ride\n[01:33.15] And this is why we ride\n[01:47.64] I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n[01:51.01] But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n[01:54.13] Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n[01:57.26] Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n[02:00.45] Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n[02:03.25] A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n[02:06.60] They're all over the world, people go to die\n[02:10.16] Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n[02:13.50] They remove hope and then we sell dope\n[02:16.70] Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n[02:19.86] Families are broken and so we gang bang\n[02:22.48] A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n[02:28.67] And this is how we die\n[02:43.02] And this is why we ride\n[02:45.69] \n[03:11.32] Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n[03:17.97] The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n[03:29.06] Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n[03:33.24] I don't think you can understand\n[03:36.16] If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n[03:42.61] Your child in your arms\n[03:45.76] And watch them breathe their last breath\n[03:50.08] 'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n[03:55.76] You ain't thinking of calling the police\n[03:59.75] You want revenge and you want it now\n[04:07.73] I gotta be honest with you\n[04:10.94] If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n[04:17.10] My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n[04:21.28] It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n[04:26.94] This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n[04:51.79] And this is why we ride\n[05:04.63] And this is how we die\n[05:07.38] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust (2017)\n  duration_ms: 326640\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: People always wanna know\n  start_ms: 1280\n  end_ms: 3780\n- text: The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  start_ms: 3780\n  end_ms: 8250\n- text: I'ma break it down for you\n  start_ms: 8250\n  end_ms: 10740\n- text: This is why we ride\n  start_ms: 10740\n  end_ms: 18390\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 18390\n  end_ms: 31140\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 31140\n  end_ms: 37810\n- text: I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  start_ms: 37810\n  end_ms: 41090\n- text: I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  start_ms: 41090\n  end_ms: 44250\n- text: I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n  start_ms: 44250\n  end_ms: 47220\n- text: How the fuck did I survive? 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Something that I'll never know\n\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n  I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\n  Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gang bang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\n  And this is how we die\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand\n  If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms\n  And watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge and you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n  My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n  It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is how we die\n"},{"id":23493368,"name":"This Is Why We Ride","trackName":"This Is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Bloodlust (CD Box Set)","duration":326.687347,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty-one\nI come from L.A, deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gangbang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument\nGoes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge\nAnd you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\"\n(And this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust (CD Box Set)\n  duration_ms: 326687\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  People always wanna know\n  The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  I'ma break it down for you\n  This is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n  How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty-one\n  I come from L.A, deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\n  Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gangbang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\n  And this is how we die\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument\n  Goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand\n  If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms\n  And watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge\n  And you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n  My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n  It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\"\n  (And this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is how we die\n"},{"id":22498423,"name":"This is Why We Ride","trackName":"This is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Cop Killer Hits","duration":326.687347,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty-one\nI come from L.A, deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gangbang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument\nGoes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge\nAnd you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\"\n(And this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Cop Killer Hits\n  duration_ms: 326687\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  People always wanna know\n  The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  I'ma break it down for you\n  This is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n  How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty-one\n  I come from L.A, deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\n  Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gangbang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\n  And this is how we die\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument\n  Goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand\n  If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms\n  And watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge\n  And you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n  My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n  It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\"\n  (And this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  And this is how we die\n"},{"id":10524645,"name":"This Is Why We Ride","trackName":"This Is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Bloodlust (Special Edition)","duration":325.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\nI come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust (Special Edition)\n  duration_ms: 325000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  People always wanna know\n  The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  I'ma break it down for you\n  This is why we ride\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n  How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n  I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\n  Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gang bang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\n  And this is how we die\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand\n  If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms\n  And watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge and you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n  My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n  It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is how we die\n"},{"id":12453405,"name":"This is Why We Ride","trackName":"This is Why We Ride","artistName":"Body Count","albumName":"Bloodlust (instrumental)","duration":327.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"People always wanna know\nThe reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\nI'ma break it down for you\nThis is why we ride\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\nI should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\nI should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\nHow the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\nI come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.28] People always wanna know\n[00:03.78] The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n[00:08.25] I'ma break it down for you\n[00:10.74] This is why we ride\n[00:18.39] And this is why we ride\n[00:31.14] And this is why we ride\n[00:37.81] I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n[00:41.09] I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n[00:44.25] I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n[00:47.22] How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n[00:50.62] I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n[00:53.44] Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n[00:56.98] I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n[01:00.14] Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n[01:03.38] Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n[01:06.34] Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n[01:09.54] So we leave the block and we load the guns\n[01:12.99] And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n[01:18.89] And this is why we ride\n[01:33.15] And this is why we ride\n[01:47.64] I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n[01:51.01] But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n[01:54.13] Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n[01:57.26] Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n[02:00.45] Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n[02:03.25] A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n[02:06.60] They're all over the world, people go to die\n[02:10.16] Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n[02:13.50] They remove hope and then we sell dope\n[02:16.70] Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n[02:19.86] Families are broken and so we gang bang\n[02:22.48] A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n[02:28.67] And this is how we die\n[02:43.02] And this is why we ride\n[02:45.69] \n[03:11.32] Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n[03:17.97] The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n[03:29.06] Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n[03:33.24] I don't think you can understand\n[03:36.16] If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n[03:42.61] Your child in your arms\n[03:45.76] And watch them breathe their last breath\n[03:50.08] 'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n[03:55.76] You ain't thinking of calling the police\n[03:59.75] You want revenge and you want it now\n[04:07.73] I gotta be honest with you\n[04:10.94] If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n[04:17.10] My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n[04:21.28] It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n[04:26.94] This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n[04:51.79] And this is why we ride\n[05:04.63] And this is how we die\n[05:07.38] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust (instrumental)\n  duration_ms: 327000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: People always wanna know\n  start_ms: 1280\n  end_ms: 3780\n- text: The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  start_ms: 3780\n  end_ms: 8250\n- text: I'ma break it down for you\n  start_ms: 8250\n  end_ms: 10740\n- text: This is why we ride\n  start_ms: 10740\n  end_ms: 18390\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 18390\n  end_ms: 31140\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 31140\n  end_ms: 37810\n- text: I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  start_ms: 37810\n  end_ms: 41090\n- text: I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  start_ms: 41090\n  end_ms: 44250\n- text: I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n  start_ms: 44250\n  end_ms: 47220\n- text: How the fuck did I survive? 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Something that I'll never know\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one\nI come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\nCould be your best friend, mother or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain in poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets\nAnd held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot them dead in the streets\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now,\nMy last words wouldn't be peace\nIt would be get those motherfuckers\n(And this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.40] People always wanna know\n[00:03.37] The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n[00:08.01] I'ma break it down for you\n[00:09.95] This is why we ride\n[00:16.32] And this is why we ride\n[00:29.96] And this is why we ride\n[00:37.10] I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n[00:40.95] I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n[00:44.15] I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n[00:47.33] How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n[00:50.42] I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n[00:53.47] Motherfuckers told me I'd never see twenty one\n[00:56.69] I come from LA, deep in the heart of the hood\n[01:00.00] Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n[01:03.17] Could be your best friend, mother or brother dead\n[01:06.30] Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood red\n[01:09.49] So we leave the block and we load the guns\n[01:12.70] And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n[01:17.14] And this is why we ride\n[01:32.28] And this is why we ride\n[01:45.96] I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n[01:50.55] But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n[01:53.72] Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n[01:56.88] Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n[02:00.06] Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n[02:03.12] A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n[02:06.19] They're all over the world, people go to die\n[02:09.46] Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n[02:12.76] They remove hope and then we sell dope\n[02:15.96] Pain in poverty has us at each other's throat\n[02:19.19] Families are broken and so we gang bang\n[02:22.25] A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n[02:27.78] And this is how we die\n[02:41.93] And this is why we ride\n[03:09.91] Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n[03:16.84] The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n[03:27.64] Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n[03:32.14] I don't think you can understand if you've never been in your streets\n[03:37.64] And held your best friend in your arms\n[03:41.25] Your child in your arms and watch them breathe their last breath\n[03:49.23] 'Cause somebody shot them dead in the streets\n[03:54.73] You ain't thinking of calling the police\n[03:58.62] You want revenge and you want it now\n[04:06.36] I gotta be honest with you\n[04:09.83] If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now,\n[04:15.54] My last words wouldn't be peace\n[04:20.23] It would be get those motherfuckers\n[04:22.70] (And this is why we ride)\n[04:24.54] This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n[04:49.96] And this is why we ride\n[05:03.25] And this is how we die","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust (Limited Edition)\n  duration_ms: 327000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: People always wanna know\n  start_ms: 400\n  end_ms: 3370\n- text: The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  start_ms: 3370\n  end_ms: 8010\n- text: I'ma break it down for you\n  start_ms: 8010\n  end_ms: 9950\n- text: This is why we ride\n  start_ms: 9950\n  end_ms: 16320\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 16320\n  end_ms: 29960\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 29960\n  end_ms: 37100\n- text: I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  start_ms: 37100\n  end_ms: 40950\n- text: I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  start_ms: 40950\n  end_ms: 44150\n- text: I should've been dead, damn it forty years ago\n  start_ms: 44150\n  end_ms: 47330\n- text: How the fuck did I survive? 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Something that I'll never know\n\nI played the crack game, gang bang, guns\nMotherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\nI come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\nEvery night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\nCould be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\nCops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\nSo we leave the block and we load the guns\nAnd we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nI made it out the hood, I got a great life\nBut them bullets fly every motherfucking night\nAnother kid dies every motherfucking night\nAnother mother cries every motherfucking night\n\nGhettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\nA place to store the poor, made to never escape\nThey're all over the world, people go to die\nMurders go unsolved, I understand why\n\nThey remove hope and then we sell dope\nPain and poverty has us at each other's throat\nFamilies are broken and so we gang bang\nA bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\nAnd this is how we die\nAnd this is why we ride\n\nOh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\nThe smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\nNext thing you know, somebody's dead\nI don't think you can understand\nIf you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\nYour child in your arms\nAnd watch them breathe their last breath\n'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\nYou ain't thinking of calling the police\nYou want revenge and you want it now\nI gotta be honest with you\nIf somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\nMy last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\nIt would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\nThis song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\nAnd this is why we ride\nAnd this is how we die","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.27] People always wanna know\n[00:03.72] The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n[00:08.29] I'ma break it down for you\n[00:10.73] This is why we ride\n[00:18.33] And this is why we ride\n[00:31.17] And this is why we ride\n[00:37.89] I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n[00:41.00] I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n[00:44.21] I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n[00:47.22] How the fuck did I survive? Something that I'll never know\n[00:50.62] I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n[00:53.40] Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n[00:56.99] I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n[01:00.16] Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n[01:03.36] Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n[01:06.34] Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n[01:09.52] So we leave the block and we load the guns\n[01:12.98] And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n[01:18.81] And this is why we ride\n[01:33.12] And this is why we ride\n[01:47.64] I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n[01:51.04] But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n[01:54.11] Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n[01:57.25] Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n[02:00.48] Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n[02:03.23] A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n[02:06.66] They're all over the world, people go to die\n[02:10.15] Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n[02:13.59] They remove hope and then we sell dope\n[02:16.62] Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n[02:19.86] Families are broken and so we gang bang\n[02:22.47] A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n[02:28.65] And this is how we die\n[02:43.06] And this is why we ride\n[02:45.69] \n[03:11.30] Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n[03:17.97] The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n[03:29.03] Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n[03:33.20] I don't think you can understand\n[03:36.17] If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n[03:42.65] Your child in your arms\n[03:45.72] And watch them breathe their last breath\n[03:50.00] 'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n[03:55.75] You ain't thinking of calling the police\n[03:59.71] You want revenge and you want it now\n[04:07.77] I gotta be honest with you\n[04:10.91] If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n[04:17.46] My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n[04:21.28] It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n[04:26.99] This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n[04:51.77] And this is why we ride\n[05:04.61] And this is how we die\n[05:26.73] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: This Is Why We Ride [Explicit]\n  artist: Body Count\n  album: Bloodlust [Explicit]\n  duration_ms: 326674\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: People always wanna know\n  start_ms: 1270\n  end_ms: 3720\n- text: The reason for what they consider senseless violence in the hood\n  start_ms: 3720\n  end_ms: 8290\n- text: I'ma break it down for you\n  start_ms: 8290\n  end_ms: 10730\n- text: This is why we ride\n  start_ms: 10730\n  end_ms: 18330\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 18330\n  end_ms: 31170\n- text: And this is why we ride\n  start_ms: 31170\n  end_ms: 37890\n- text: I gotta say this clear, I gotta say this loud\n  start_ms: 37890\n  end_ms: 41000\n- text: I should've been dead, don't know how I'm here now\n  start_ms: 41000\n  end_ms: 44210\n- text: I should've been dead, damn it, 40 years ago\n  start_ms: 44210\n  end_ms: 47220\n- text: How the fuck did I survive? 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Something that I'll never know\n\n  I played the crack game, gang bang, guns\n  Motherfuckers told me I'd never see 21\n  I come from L.A., deep in the heart of the hood\n  Every night the bullets fly, this shit ain't Hollywood\n\n  Could be your best friend, mother, or brother dead\n  Cops can't do shit, these streets are blood-red\n  So we leave the block and we load the guns\n  And we want revenge, until revenge comes\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  I made it out the hood, I got a great life\n  But them bullets fly every motherfucking night\n  Another kid dies every motherfucking night\n  Another mother cries every motherfucking night\n\n  Ghettoes of deep crack, made to never escape\n  A place to store the poor, made to never escape\n  They're all over the world, people go to die\n  Murders go unsolved, I understand why\n\n  They remove hope and then we sell dope\n  Pain and poverty has us at each other's throat\n  Families are broken and so we gang bang\n  A bit form of unity but most love some of us ever seen\n\n  And this is how we die\n  And this is why we ride\n\n  Oh man, coming up and surviving in the ghetto\n  The smallest argument goes from little drama to big drama\n  Next thing you know, somebody's dead\n  I don't think you can understand\n  If you've never been in your streets and held your best friend in your arms\n  Your child in your arms\n  And watch them breathe their last breath\n  'Cause somebody shot 'em dead in the streets\n\n  You ain't thinking of calling the police\n  You want revenge and you want it now\n  I gotta be honest with you\n  If somebody were to kill me, shoot me right now\n  My last words wouldn't be, \"Peace\"\n  It would be, \"Get those motherfuckers\" (and this is why we ride)\n  This song is dedicated to all of you who has lost somebody to street violence\n\n  And this is why we ride\n  And this is how we die\n"}]