[{"id":1587854,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition)","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: 'Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition)'\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":9007676,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (Reloaded)","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: 'Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (Reloaded)'\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":16631156,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2∶ The Wrath Of God (The Deluxe Edition)","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: Extinction Level Event 2∶ The Wrath Of God (The Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":24648030,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"E.L.E. 2: The Wrath Of God","duration":234.456,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: 'E.L.E. 2: The Wrath Of God'\n  duration_ms: 234456\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":10590884,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God","duration":234.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: 'Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God'\n  duration_ms: 234000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":34111040,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2∶ the Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition)","duration":483.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: Extinction Level Event 2∶ the Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 483000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"},{"id":26994735,"name":"Who Are You","trackName":"Who Are You","artistName":"Busta Rhymes","albumName":"Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition) 🅴","duration":234.418594,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Everybody with the action\n'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\nShit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\nEvery bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\nGet to blackin'\n\nYou can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\nOr get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\nThrew 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\nOr get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\nHow could you ever imagine I'll still get two\nAnd then flatten shit after all of these years\nAnd make these niggas sick of\nMy sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\nSee, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\nShatter, eat that (huh)\nGot to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\nShawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\nMami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\nYou know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\nConcocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\nBitch, I'm a different kind\nI'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\nRichard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\nThe fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\nWave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\nWe always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\nSay they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\nThey here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\nHold up, who is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go (ah)\n\nNow throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\nYou know we always try to get it while the getting's good\nBitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\nThe energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\nWe tryna tell 'em, relax\nWe only be dealin' with facts and see\nI be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\nSee, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\nRegardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\nYeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\nDem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\nI'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\nNow you see how we be movin'\nSee, I don't know what your provin'\nCould give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\nFuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\nAnd then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\nSee how we launch another missile, nigga?\nShit could never more official, nigga\nFlatline them artificial niggas\nAnd brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\nBitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\nPeel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\nI make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\nOnly two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go\nLike Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\nInstead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\nWe 'bout to flatline a nigga\nI'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\nWe incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\nShatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\nGot 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\nRolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\nWho is you, nigga?\nYou know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\nLet's go","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.06] Everybody with the action\n[00:02.48] 'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n[00:05.54] Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n[00:08.19] Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n[00:10.03] Get to blackin'\n[00:12.25] You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n[00:14.46] Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n[00:17.01] Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n[00:19.75] Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n[00:22.35] How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n[00:24.83] And then flatten shit after all of these years\n[00:26.58] And make these niggas sick of\n[00:28.14] My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n[00:30.99] See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n[00:33.62] Shatter, eat that (huh)\n[00:36.44] Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[00:38.78] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[00:41.95] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[00:45.03] Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n[00:47.63] Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n[00:50.28] You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n[00:53.15] Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n[00:57.35] Bitch, I'm a different kind\n[00:58.77] I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n[01:01.82] Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n[01:04.11] The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n[01:07.91] Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n[01:09.24] We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n[01:12.16] Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n[01:14.92] They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n[01:17.22] Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n[01:19.83] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:22.41] Let's go\n[01:23.67] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[01:26.52] Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n[01:28.83] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[01:30.03] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[01:31.98] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n[01:35.05] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[01:40.09] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[01:42.94] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[01:46.09] Who is you, nigga?\n[01:47.77] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[01:50.68] Let's go (ah)\n[01:51.98] Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n[01:54.50] You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n[01:57.53] Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n[01:59.97] The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n[02:02.86] We tryna tell 'em, relax\n[02:04.46] We only be dealin' with facts and see\n[02:06.11] I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n[02:08.54] See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n[02:11.43] Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n[02:13.87] Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n[02:19.01] Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n[02:21.75] I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n[02:25.58] Now you see how we be movin'\n[02:26.73] See, I don't know what your provin'\n[02:28.39] Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n[02:30.85] Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n[02:33.66] And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n[02:37.01] See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n[02:39.78] Shit could never more official, nigga\n[02:42.87] Flatline them artificial niggas\n[02:45.19] And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n[02:48.81] Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n[02:50.80] Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n[02:53.22] I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n[02:56.29] Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n[02:58.56] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:00.02] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:03.23] Let's go\n[03:04.05] Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n[03:07.10] Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n[03:09.21] We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n[03:10.54] I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n[03:12.40] We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n[03:15.54] Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n[03:20.42] Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n[03:23.87] Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n[03:26.11] Who is you, nigga?\n[03:28.53] You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n[03:31.12] Let's go\n[03:32.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Who Are You\n  artist: Busta Rhymes\n  album: 'Extinction Level Event 2: The Wrath of God (The Deluxe Edition) 🅴'\n  duration_ms: 234419\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Everybody with the action\n  start_ms: 1060\n  end_ms: 2480\n- text: '''Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen'\n  start_ms: 2480\n  end_ms: 5540\n- text: Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  start_ms: 5540\n  end_ms: 8190\n- text: Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  start_ms: 8190\n  end_ms: 10030\n- text: Get to blackin'\n  start_ms: 10030\n  end_ms: 12250\n- text: You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  start_ms: 12250\n  end_ms: 14460\n- text: Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  start_ms: 14460\n  end_ms: 17010\n- text: Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  start_ms: 17010\n  end_ms: 19750\n- text: Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  start_ms: 19750\n  end_ms: 22350\n- text: How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  start_ms: 22350\n  end_ms: 24830\n- text: And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  start_ms: 24830\n  end_ms: 26580\n- text: And make these niggas sick of\n  start_ms: 26580\n  end_ms: 28140\n- text: My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  start_ms: 28140\n  end_ms: 30990\n- text: See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n  start_ms: 30990\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 36440\n- text: Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 36440\n  end_ms: 38780\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 38780\n  end_ms: 41950\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 41950\n  end_ms: 45030\n- text: Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  start_ms: 45030\n  end_ms: 47630\n- text: Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  start_ms: 47630\n  end_ms: 50280\n- text: You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  start_ms: 50280\n  end_ms: 53150\n- text: Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n  start_ms: 53150\n  end_ms: 57350\n- text: Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  start_ms: 57350\n  end_ms: 58770\n- text: I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  start_ms: 58770\n  end_ms: 61820\n- text: Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  start_ms: 61820\n  end_ms: 64110\n- text: The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n  start_ms: 64110\n  end_ms: 67910\n- text: Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  start_ms: 67910\n  end_ms: 69240\n- text: We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  start_ms: 69240\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74920\n- text: They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n  start_ms: 74920\n  end_ms: 77220\n- text: Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 77220\n  end_ms: 79830\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 79830\n  end_ms: 82410\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 82410\n  end_ms: 83670\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 83670\n  end_ms: 86520\n- text: Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  start_ms: 86520\n  end_ms: 88830\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 88830\n  end_ms: 90030\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 90030\n  end_ms: 91980\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n  start_ms: 91980\n  end_ms: 95050\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 95050\n  end_ms: 100090\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 100090\n  end_ms: 102940\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 102940\n  end_ms: 106090\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 106090\n  end_ms: 107770\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 107770\n  end_ms: 110680\n- text: Let's go (ah)\n  start_ms: 110680\n  end_ms: 111980\n- text: Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  start_ms: 111980\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 119970\n- text: The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  start_ms: 119970\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124460\n- text: We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  start_ms: 124460\n  end_ms: 126110\n- text: I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  start_ms: 126110\n  end_ms: 128540\n- text: See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  start_ms: 128540\n  end_ms: 131430\n- text: Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n  start_ms: 131430\n  end_ms: 133870\n- text: Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  start_ms: 133870\n  end_ms: 139010\n- text: Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  start_ms: 139010\n  end_ms: 141750\n- text: I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  start_ms: 141750\n  end_ms: 145580\n- text: Now you see how we be movin'\n  start_ms: 145580\n  end_ms: 146730\n- text: See, I don't know what your provin'\n  start_ms: 146730\n  end_ms: 148390\n- text: Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  start_ms: 148390\n  end_ms: 150850\n- text: Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  start_ms: 150850\n  end_ms: 153660\n- text: And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n  start_ms: 153660\n  end_ms: 157010\n- text: See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  start_ms: 157010\n  end_ms: 159780\n- text: Shit could never more official, nigga\n  start_ms: 159780\n  end_ms: 162870\n- text: Flatline them artificial niggas\n  start_ms: 162870\n  end_ms: 165190\n- text: And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  start_ms: 165190\n  end_ms: 168810\n- text: Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  start_ms: 168810\n  end_ms: 170800\n- text: Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  start_ms: 170800\n  end_ms: 173220\n- text: I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  start_ms: 173220\n  end_ms: 176290\n- text: Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n  start_ms: 176290\n  end_ms: 178560\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 178560\n  end_ms: 180020\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 180020\n  end_ms: 183230\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 183230\n  end_ms: 184050\n- text: Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  start_ms: 184050\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189210\n- text: We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  start_ms: 189210\n  end_ms: 190540\n- text: I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 190540\n  end_ms: 192400\n- text: We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n  start_ms: 192400\n  end_ms: 195540\n- text: Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  start_ms: 195540\n  end_ms: 200420\n- text: Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  start_ms: 200420\n  end_ms: 203870\n- text: Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  start_ms: 203870\n  end_ms: 206110\n- text: Who is you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 206110\n  end_ms: 208530\n- text: You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  start_ms: 208530\n  end_ms: 211120\n- text: Let's go\n  start_ms: 211120\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 212530\nplain: |-\n  Everybody with the action\n  'Til you hear this shit go and a situation happen\n  Shit get painful like a pregnant pussy with contractions\n  Every bitch'll get to screamin' every nigga (Jahill Beats holla at me, ah)\n  Get to blackin'\n\n  You can rep it, nigga, throw it up (throw it up)\n  Or get to steppin' 'fore these bullets catch you showin' out\n  Threw 'em to the lions, nigga, fold 'em up\n  Or get to throw 'em in the fire, nigga, blow 'em up\n  How could you ever imagine I'll still get two\n  And then flatten shit after all of these years\n  And make these niggas sick of\n  My sniper, heat seekers'll find you while I give friendly reminders\n  See, the kid kind of get colder than the winter shiver\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh)\n  Got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n\n  Shawty, you could throw yo' hand up, all of my niggas just standin'\n  Mami, turn yo' ass around and make him want it from ya\n  You know I only come to bat if everything'll make you man up\n  Concocting another bomb to come and drop it on ya\n\n  Bitch, I'm a different kind\n  I'm suggestin' that you stand on a different line (different line)\n  Richard Millie, I'm livin' in a different time\n  The fuck you think, I'm only here to take what's mine? (Mine)\n\n  Wave the banner on 'em (Conglomerate)\n  We always ready to pose on the camera for 'em (flick it up)\n  Say they love the way we be droppin' them bangers on 'em\n  They here to front so we can cock them hammers on 'em\n\n  Hold up, who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead, I think I'm 'bout to flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (Get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go (ah)\n\n  Now throw it up, my nigga, rep your hood\n  You know we always try to get it while the getting's good\n  Bitch, you wouldn't have said it, well, I wish you would\n  The energy is so kinetic, I know you wish you could\n  We tryna tell 'em, relax\n  We only be dealin' with facts and see\n  I be makin' reactor niggas dead already (kill him)\n  See, I could never really tame 'em but I be tryna change 'em\n  Regardless I always claim 'em 'cause we blessed already (huh)\n\n  Yeah, Don Dada, with a holy por nigga, top shotta (Yac)\n  Dem a kick ya inna ya face like dem a playin' soccer\n  I'll take 'way all ya bread like dem a bank robber (hold it)\n  Now you see how we be movin'\n  See, I don't know what your provin'\n  Could give a fuck what you're doin', nigga, put your hand up\n  Fuck the type of drug you're usin', you nigga always been losin'\n  And then the shit be so amusin', lyin' nigga, stand up\n\n  See how we launch another missile, nigga?\n  Shit could never more official, nigga\n  Flatline them artificial niggas\n  And brand them niggas all with my initials, nigga\n  Bitch, we 'bout to bend the corner (bend it)\n  Peel off in a 'Rari 'til we cross the border (pyoom)\n  I make shit happen 'til I need a water (fire)\n  Only two questions 'fore we make 'em follow orders\n\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n  Like Nas said, I'm 'bout to half-time her (mm-mm)\n  Instead of thinkin' 'bout the flatline her\n  We 'bout to flatline a nigga\n  I'm 'bout to flatline her (uh-huh)\n  We incarnate niggas, baptize 'em, now (get 'em)\n\n  Shatter, eat that (huh), got to give it to her, she need that (ah)\n  Got 'em thirsty in the hood, they need crack\n  Rolls Royce Wraith, seat back (turn up for 'em)\n  Who is you, nigga?\n  You know what I'ma do to you, nigga?\n  Let's go\n"}]