[{"id":25773674,"name":"Inhale Exhale","trackName":"Inhale Exhale","artistName":"Bushwick Bill","albumName":"Phantom of the Rapra","duration":238.293333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Niggas wanna smoke\nOh my fucking goodness\nNiggas wanna smoke Bill, I'm telling you man\n\nOh boy\nYou'll still get fucked up, you know what I'm saying\nDo this shit like, you know\nYou know how we do nigga\nNo, no from around here\n\nNo, no, no, no, no, no fuck that\nNo, no from around here\nNah nigga\nYeah, I come back now, ya hear?\nSmoke this shit right here, check this out\n\nLook what I did, I scored a lid\nNow I'm high as fuck\nThis that smoke that deep down my throat\nDamn near bust a gut\n\nWhat the fuck\nThought I heard a truck\nCrash through my room\nDamn near piss my fruit of the looms, man\nNigga you be tweaking\nEvery weekend we have smoke out, choke out\n\nWhat I tell you about smoking that shit\n\nPass it to me so I can take a hit\nAlright\nInhale, find my brain cells\nExhale, light another joint, oh well\nI'm not Bill Clinton so I just\n\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\nSmoke some\n\nCan't get none, this one got my name on it\nI'm Bushwickin' Bill\nRoll another smoke together\nI'm gon' kill this one\nI've got to get my mind tight\nSo I can bust this shit right\nCan't see the stage through the fog\n\nI stepped into a cloud of smoke\nChoke, I get fucked up off gin\nThen do it again\nNow I'm drinking Hennessy\nMenace CLA in\nHitting indo\n\nPour more drink into my fucking cup\nIf you look at my eyes\nYou can see that I'm fucked up\nBut can I hit that\nI'm with that six pack\nThat shit that you smoking too\n\nOoh, that's indo\nI'm from South Central, we smoke good shit\nNigga you can't see me in rapping\nYou smoking bullshit\nI'm down with Bushwick\nTook shit to that other level of the game\nWhen I get high off Mary Jane\n'Cause I just\n\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\nAll of the smoke, you got my vote on another one\n'Cause I got me floating\nSmoking with the Jacksons\nEvery second is an hour\nEvery hour is a century\nI'm from South Central so you know I'm thinking violently\nChris-an, wiz-an, got this shit like Vietnam\n\nNiggas blasting shit, leaving it like napalm\nHit it, pass it back\n\nI'm on this shit like crack\nYou lucky that you smoking fool\nThis my only rap\nMotherfucker, so why you wanna suck shit up\n\nI don't give a fuck\nYou made mistakes before\nNow it's in the hands of Chuckwick\nI've got to get my shit lit\nYou know I'm not gon' pass it\nSo why the fuck you asking\n\nAin't nothing happening\nYou best to blaze your own, cuz\n'Cause I'm the last motherfucker\nThat you ever wanna trust\nWith them herbals\nI'm giving them fools verbal lectures\n\nCan this ghetto boy get high off this killer here in Texas\nYour eyes are bloodshot\nYou blood clot, I love pot\nI smoke up all that kill it\nI took your spot and won't stop\n\nBut um, why ask why do I get high when I get high\nWhen I'm done, I just come back and I get high as I\n\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n(Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\nTo my mind feels high\nWhen I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\nNo motherfucking joke","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Inhale Exhale\n  artist: Bushwick Bill\n  album: Phantom of the Rapra\n  duration_ms: 238293\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Niggas wanna smoke\n  Oh my fucking goodness\n  Niggas wanna smoke Bill, I'm telling you man\n\n  Oh boy\n  You'll still get fucked up, you know what I'm saying\n  Do this shit like, you know\n  You know how we do nigga\n  No, no from around here\n\n  No, no, no, no, no, no fuck that\n  No, no from around here\n  Nah nigga\n  Yeah, I come back now, ya hear?\n  Smoke this shit right here, check this out\n\n  Look what I did, I scored a lid\n  Now I'm high as fuck\n  This that smoke that deep down my throat\n  Damn near bust a gut\n\n  What the fuck\n  Thought I heard a truck\n  Crash through my room\n  Damn near piss my fruit of the looms, man\n  Nigga you be tweaking\n  Every weekend we have smoke out, choke out\n\n  What I tell you about smoking that shit\n\n  Pass it to me so I can take a hit\n  Alright\n  Inhale, find my brain cells\n  Exhale, light another joint, oh well\n  I'm not Bill Clinton so I just\n\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n  Smoke some\n\n  Can't get none, this one got my name on it\n  I'm Bushwickin' Bill\n  Roll another smoke together\n  I'm gon' kill this one\n  I've got to get my mind tight\n  So I can bust this shit right\n  Can't see the stage through the fog\n\n  I stepped into a cloud of smoke\n  Choke, I get fucked up off gin\n  Then do it again\n  Now I'm drinking Hennessy\n  Menace CLA in\n  Hitting indo\n\n  Pour more drink into my fucking cup\n  If you look at my eyes\n  You can see that I'm fucked up\n  But can I hit that\n  I'm with that six pack\n  That shit that you smoking too\n\n  Ooh, that's indo\n  I'm from South Central, we smoke good shit\n  Nigga you can't see me in rapping\n  You smoking bullshit\n  I'm down with Bushwick\n  Took shit to that other level of the game\n  When I get high off Mary Jane\n  'Cause I just\n\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n  All of the smoke, you got my vote on another one\n  'Cause I got me floating\n  Smoking with the Jacksons\n  Every second is an hour\n  Every hour is a century\n  I'm from South Central so you know I'm thinking violently\n  Chris-an, wiz-an, got this shit like Vietnam\n\n  Niggas blasting shit, leaving it like napalm\n  Hit it, pass it back\n\n  I'm on this shit like crack\n  You lucky that you smoking fool\n  This my only rap\n  Motherfucker, so why you wanna suck shit up\n\n  I don't give a fuck\n  You made mistakes before\n  Now it's in the hands of Chuckwick\n  I've got to get my shit lit\n  You know I'm not gon' pass it\n  So why the fuck you asking\n\n  Ain't nothing happening\n  You best to blaze your own, cuz\n  'Cause I'm the last motherfucker\n  That you ever wanna trust\n  With them herbals\n  I'm giving them fools verbal lectures\n\n  Can this ghetto boy get high off this killer here in Texas\n  Your eyes are bloodshot\n  You blood clot, I love pot\n  I smoke up all that kill it\n  I took your spot and won't stop\n\n  But um, why ask why do I get high when I get high\n  When I'm done, I just come back and I get high as I\n\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n  (Inhale) Until I'm full of smoke\n  To my mind feels high\n  When I'm almost 'bout to choke\n\n  No motherfucking joke\n"}]