[{"id":38185101,"name":"Intro (Cam'ron/Come Home With Me)","trackName":"Intro (Cam'ron/Come Home With Me)","artistName":"Cam'ron","albumName":"Come Home With Me","duration":221.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Welcome to Purple Haze\nPreviously written in 2001\n\nTwo-zero-four, '76, they wired my mom (uh-huh)\nCouple weeks prior to Ja\nMust've been the year of (what?), murderous killers\nMurderers that murder and kill for scrilla\nOGs would urge the gorilla to turn (to what?)\nMathematician, subtraction, addition\nDivision to the packs and the cracks in the kitchen (uh-huh)\nMultiplication, rocks that I slash with precision (precision)\n\nI gave a little more, few addicts were bitchin' (uh-huh)\nBut in Harlem, you get smacked up for livin', that was a given\nRock the hood, pop the hood, gats in the engine\nClap up your women, accurate vision, Black, I'm just livin' (uh-huh)\nI'm the bomb, but bombs get wrapped up in ribbons, shit (shit)\nThis the fact from the fiction, packs that I'm pitchin'\nCats in maximum prisons rattin' and snitchin'\n'Cause when feds come, niggas' mouths run\n\nBut the outcome gon' be 'bout guns\n'Cause I don't bitch and I don't snitch\nI work hands on, fuck with Cam'ron\n'Cause I kept the grams in the boot, damn, I would shoot (damn, I would shoot)\nBut, fam, I was souped, thought Cam was too cute to stand on the stoop (what I look like?)\nMy Spanish recruit, outlandish with loot (what we did?)\nWe got obsessed with Miami, cannons and coupes (Collins Ave)\nAnd flavors, Baskin and Robbin, I'm laughin' and poppin' (I'm poppin')\n\nIt's all for Bloodshed, though, I haven't forgotten\nFrom the night to the days, my triflin' ways\nI'ma bring that platinum plaque right to your grave, dog (I love you, nigga)\nChill in the lobby, you feelin' this probably (uh-huh)\nYou know me well, tear in your eye, chill in your body\nTake it in stride, let's bake up these pies\nHarlem, no homo, hop on and take this ride\nTo the top of the mountain (mountain)\n\n'Bout to get this shit poppin' and bouncin'\nNow that I'm down, the Roc is surrounded, you feel me? (What up, Dame?)\nAfford all the best, but bought all the wet (wet)\nDown with the Roc, but I'm loyal to my set (dipset)\nI know you niggas hate it (hate it)\nHow I got Jimmy out of 5H and my dog Zeke situated (situated)\nSantana is next","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Intro (Cam'ron/Come Home With Me)\n  artist: Cam'ron\n  album: Come Home With Me\n  duration_ms: 221000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Welcome to Purple Haze\n  Previously written in 2001\n\n  Two-zero-four, '76, they wired my mom (uh-huh)\n  Couple weeks prior to Ja\n  Must've been the year of (what?), murderous killers\n  Murderers that murder and kill for scrilla\n  OGs would urge the gorilla to turn (to what?)\n  Mathematician, subtraction, addition\n  Division to the packs and the cracks in the kitchen (uh-huh)\n  Multiplication, rocks that I slash with precision (precision)\n\n  I gave a little more, few addicts were bitchin' (uh-huh)\n  But in Harlem, you get smacked up for livin', that was a given\n  Rock the hood, pop the hood, gats in the engine\n  Clap up your women, accurate vision, Black, I'm just livin' (uh-huh)\n  I'm the bomb, but bombs get wrapped up in ribbons, shit (shit)\n  This the fact from the fiction, packs that I'm pitchin'\n  Cats in maximum prisons rattin' and snitchin'\n  'Cause when feds come, niggas' mouths run\n\n  But the outcome gon' be 'bout guns\n  'Cause I don't bitch and I don't snitch\n  I work hands on, fuck with Cam'ron\n  'Cause I kept the grams in the boot, damn, I would shoot (damn, I would shoot)\n  But, fam, I was souped, thought Cam was too cute to stand on the stoop (what I look like?)\n  My Spanish recruit, outlandish with loot (what we did?)\n  We got obsessed with Miami, cannons and coupes (Collins Ave)\n  And flavors, Baskin and Robbin, I'm laughin' and poppin' (I'm poppin')\n\n  It's all for Bloodshed, though, I haven't forgotten\n  From the night to the days, my triflin' ways\n  I'ma bring that platinum plaque right to your grave, dog (I love you, nigga)\n  Chill in the lobby, you feelin' this probably (uh-huh)\n  You know me well, tear in your eye, chill in your body\n  Take it in stride, let's bake up these pies\n  Harlem, no homo, hop on and take this ride\n  To the top of the mountain (mountain)\n\n  'Bout to get this shit poppin' and bouncin'\n  Now that I'm down, the Roc is surrounded, you feel me? (What up, Dame?)\n  Afford all the best, but bought all the wet (wet)\n  Down with the Roc, but I'm loyal to my set (dipset)\n  I know you niggas hate it (hate it)\n  How I got Jimmy out of 5H and my dog Zeke situated (situated)\n  Santana is next\n"},{"id":38396586,"name":"Intro (Cam'ron/Come Home With Me) (Album Version Edited)","trackName":"Intro (Cam'ron/Come Home With Me) (Album Version Edited)","artistName":"Cam’ron","albumName":"Come Home With Me","duration":164.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo I advise you to step son, fuck off I'll fuck your moms\nMake you my stepson, you'll be calling me dad cause\nThe rag muffin, you soon say, y'all fuck around\nWith brotha noon say, you'll go and see doomsday\nI'm a savage but colder, now I'm rockin carats that'll mold ya\nSee this parrot on my shoulder, he do\nThe talking, I ain't concerned with words\nAct up and be return of the birds\nI return with them birds, any twenty eight bangers\nA bitch that I touch, pretty much turn to birds\n\nI be in Miami, Boca Baton, fucking your mom\nHer and your aunt, all over the don\nUsing her throat then I'm gone\nBack, Copacabana, no joke I'm bananas\nCops come for dope, it's a damper\nI'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to Savannah\nRush the crib, go in a hamper\nDon't follow me Santa, if you do I'm blowing a hammer\nThat'll rip that vest apart, hit your chest and heart\n\nI ain't finished, that's just the start\nYou'll be calling for backup, breaking for help\nMy life, taking myself, all the aching I felt\nIn my crib at night, praying for wealth\nDissing, what's the problem ma, I ain't balling\nNow every ten minutes, prank calling","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.29] Yo I advise you to step son, fuck off I'll fuck your moms\n[01:31.33] Make you my stepson, you'll be calling me dad cause\n[01:34.40] The rag muffin, you soon say, y'all fuck around\n[01:37.36] With brotha noon say, you'll go and see doomsday\n[01:40.59] I'm a savage but colder, now I'm rockin carats that'll mold ya\n[01:44.07] See this parrot on my shoulder, he do\n[01:46.39] The talking, I ain't concerned with words\n[01:48.64] Act up and be return of the birds\n[01:50.70] I return with them birds, any twenty eight bangers\n[01:53.81] A bitch that I touch, pretty much turn to birds\n[01:57.09] I be in Miami, Boca Baton, fucking your mom\n[02:00.71] Her and your aunt, all over the don\n[02:03.12] Using her throat then I'm gone\n[02:04.50] Back, Copacabana, no joke I'm bananas\n[02:07.13] Cops come for dope, it's a damper\n[02:08.75] I'm low in Atlanta, get hot, go to Savannah\n[02:11.80] Rush the crib, go in a hamper\n[02:14.02] Don't follow me Santa, if you do I'm blowing a hammer\n[02:17.82] That'll rip that vest apart, hit your chest and heart\n[02:21.46] I ain't finished, that's just the start\n[02:23.52] You'll be calling for backup, breaking for help\n[02:26.76] My life, taking myself, all the aching I felt\n[02:30.10] In my crib at night, praying for wealth\n[02:32.79] 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Me","duration":300.7550208,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man\nTake a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!\nYo, yo, Come on home wit me, early '90's it wasn't pearly and shiney\nI was so damn grimey\n'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\nOr jewelry wit the X's O's\nMy house had asbestos\nI'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat\nMice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snapped at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat, like McGwuier for that matter\nHit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I duck the DT's\nLine around the corner, but I'm gettin' the free cheese\nCome on home wit me, where I stand on my post\nPlay wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept wit a heefer\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher KILLA!\nCome on home wit me, where they rapidly flossin'\nWhere I begged Kim to have the abortion\nMoney, brown bag, extortion\nCaution, where there's tragedy often\nRelax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious\n'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss ya period\nSo come home wit me\nWhere the girls want to come home wit me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome hit me!\"\nLove to see the chrome wit me\nThe car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice games blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHad crack stones swiftly, Took it home wit me\nSo come home wit me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a +Starbucks+\nI'm the first one wit hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars...trucks\nAww shucks!\nYo come home wit me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghettos\nThat's come to me\nEvery night my girl crying \"Come home to me\"\nNo! Come home wit me\nWhere there's so many cops that the block is boiling\nThe food is spoiled, but that pot wit the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in\nCome home wit me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain't yours\nCome home wit me, where every day the glocks go pop\nWhere the front door is broke, and them locks don't lock\nCome home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin'\nKid's don't trick or treat, they get +tricked+ for +treating+\nCome home wit me, where the pistols squeezing\nWhere niggas twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even\nCome home wit me, don't leave ya condoms behind\n'Cause bitches leave them martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine\nCome on home wit me, come on zone wit me\nCome on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need God, and some bitches need rules\nCome on home wit me, where niggas livin' off they last buck\nPhonies off, rentings backed up\nCome on home wit me, niggas strap up\nHit the streets gats up\nClap up, and get they money back up\nCome on home wit me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway gotta a nigga wit some crack in it\nSo don't get trapped in it\nCome on home wit me, where my parents wit um...\nLeave me alone\nSo early I was free to just rome\nWit 7 keys to the home\n11 trees to the dome\n13 I ran the streets wit the chrome\nCome on home wit me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dog stay bustin his gun\nThink that gettin' caught by justices is fun\nKeep a blade up in they gums\nThis is Harlem, where the fuck is you from?\nUh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door\nFiends come coppin' the raw\nClothes, kicks, socks on the floor\nMommy like \"Be quiet because I really think them cops at the door!\"\nThere's some locks on the door\nCome on home wit me, grandmothers is 30\nOne gram on that butter is 30\nSold grams wit my cousin birdy\nSchool, cutting it early\nDon't stutter motherfuckers you heard me\nCome on home wit me, these are the facts\nSteve Francis and Latifah got jacked\nMike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\nSauce snatched by the feds, weed was the case\nAnd shit he still pleading his case\nCome home wit me, hoes say \"let's jones wit you\"\nBut I wouldn't take them home wit you\nCome home wit me, get stoned wit me\nGet zoned wit me, the crome you see\nDip set come home wit me\nUh...Dip Set nigga, Jim Jones, Killa!\nFreakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Come Home With Me\n  artist: Cam'ron\n  album: Come Home With Me\n  duration_ms: 300755\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Aiyo, come on home wit us man Harlem World U.S.A. man\n  Take a walk wit us on our block man, See how we live, DIP SET!\n  Yo, yo, Come on home wit me, early '90's it wasn't pearly and shiney\n  I was so damn grimey\n  'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\n  Or jewelry wit the X's O's\n  My house had asbestos\n  I'm fixin' up a 60 pack, wit a kitty cat\n  Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home wit me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snapped at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat, like McGwuier for that matter\n  Hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I duck the DT's\n  Line around the corner, but I'm gettin' the free cheese\n  Come on home wit me, where I stand on my post\n  Play wit my toast, Been here wit mayonaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept wit a heefer\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher KILLA!\n  Come on home wit me, where they rapidly flossin'\n  Where I begged Kim to have the abortion\n  Money, brown bag, extortion\n  Caution, where there's tragedy often\n  Relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious\n  'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss ya period\n  So come home wit me\n  Where the girls want to come home wit me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome hit me!\"\n  Love to see the chrome wit me\n  The car a quarter mil, on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice games blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Had crack stones swiftly, Took it home wit me\n  So come home wit me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a +Starbucks+\n  I'm the first one wit hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars...trucks\n  Aww shucks!\n  Yo come home wit me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghettos\n  That's come to me\n  Every night my girl crying \"Come home to me\"\n  No! Come home wit me\n  Where there's so many cops that the block is boiling\n  The food is spoiled, but that pot wit the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook wit, left the oil in\n  Come home wit me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They have you sittin' in court wit kids that ain't yours\n  Come home wit me, where every day the glocks go pop\n  Where the front door is broke, and them locks don't lock\n  Come home wit me, dog where the beef is seekin'\n  Kid's don't trick or treat, they get +tricked+ for +treating+\n  Come home wit me, where the pistols squeezing\n  Where niggas twist the cheekin, ripped to pieces are kids get even\n  Come home wit me, don't leave ya condoms behind\n  'Cause bitches leave them martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine\n  Come on home wit me, come on zone wit me\n  Come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need God, and some bitches need rules\n  Come on home wit me, where niggas livin' off they last buck\n  Phonies off, rentings backed up\n  Come on home wit me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the streets gats up\n  Clap up, and get they money back up\n  Come on home wit me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway gotta a nigga wit some crack in it\n  So don't get trapped in it\n  Come on home wit me, where my parents wit um...\n  Leave me alone\n  So early I was free to just rome\n  Wit 7 keys to the home\n  11 trees to the dome\n  13 I ran the streets wit the chrome\n  Come on home wit me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dog stay bustin his gun\n  Think that gettin' caught by justices is fun\n  Keep a blade up in they gums\n  This is Harlem, where the fuck is you from?\n  Uh, come on home wit me every few minutes was a knock on the door\n  Fiends come coppin' the raw\n  Clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n  Mommy like \"Be quiet because I really think them cops at the door!\"\n  There's some locks on the door\n  Come on home wit me, grandmothers is 30\n  One gram on that butter is 30\n  Sold grams wit my cousin birdy\n  School, cutting it early\n  Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me\n  Come on home wit me, these are the facts\n  Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n  Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n  Sauce snatched by the feds, weed was the case\n  And shit he still pleading his case\n  Come home wit me, hoes say \"let's jones wit you\"\n  But I wouldn't take them home wit you\n  Come home wit me, get stoned wit me\n  Get zoned wit me, the crome you see\n  Dip set come home wit me\n  Uh...Dip Set nigga, Jim Jones, Killa!\n  Freakey Zeekey, Juelz Santana\n"},{"id":22480901,"name":"Come Home With Me","trackName":"Come Home With Me","artistName":"Cam'ron","albumName":"Come Home With Me","duration":303.653,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayo, come on home with us man\nHarlem World USA man\nTake a walk with us on our block man\nSee how we live\nDipset\n\nYo, yo, uhh\nCome on home with me, early 90's\nIt wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\nOr jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\nI'm fixing up a 60 pack\nWhere the kitty cat? Mice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat like McGwire\nFor that matter hit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I ducked the DTs\nLying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\nCome on home with me, where I stand on my post\nPlaying my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\nCome on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nAin't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\nUnless you miss your period, so come home with me\nWhere the girls wanna come home with me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\nLove to see the chrome whippy\nThe car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\nAwww shucks\n\nCome home with me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\nEvery night my girl crying come home to me\nNo, come home with me, where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled\nBut that pot with the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\nCome home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\nWhere the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome home with me, niggas strap up\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\nCome home with me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\nDon't get trapped in it\n\nUh, come on home with me, where my parents\nWould um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n13, I ran the streets with the chrome\nCome on home with me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\nThink that getting caught by Justice is fun?\nKeep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\nWhere the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\nEvery few minutes, was a knock at the door\nFiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\nMommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\nIs them locks on the door?\nCome on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\nOne gram of that butter is 30\n4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\nDon't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\nCome on home with me, these are the facts\nSteve Francis and Latifah got jacked\nMike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\nSarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\nNo shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\nHoes say, That's Jones with you\nBut I wouldn't take him home with you\nCome home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\nThe chrome you see, the Jones you see\nDip-set, come home with me, uh\n\nDipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\nKilla, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\nBlaka the don, Diplomatic\nWe coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\nFor life hold that down and what\nHarlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.78] Ayo, come on home with us man\n[00:04.44] Harlem World USA man\n[00:05.99] Take a walk with us on our block man\n[00:07.83] See how we live\n[00:08.98] Dipset\n[00:10.21] Yo, yo, uhh\n[00:11.46] Come on home with me, early 90's\n[00:14.35] It wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n[00:17.06] 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\n[00:19.92] Or jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\n[00:22.85] I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n[00:25.23] Where the kitty cat? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat like McGwire\nFor that matter hit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I ducked the DTs\nLying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\nCome on home with me, where I stand on my post\nPlaying my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\nCome on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nAin't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\nUnless you miss your period, so come home with me\nWhere the girls wanna come home with me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\nLove to see the chrome whippy\nThe car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\nAwww shucks\n\nCome home with me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\nEvery night my girl crying come home to me\nNo, come home with me, where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled\nBut that pot with the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\nCome home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\nWhere the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome home with me, niggas strap up\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\nCome home with me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\nDon't get trapped in it\n\nUh, come on home with me, where my parents\nWould um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n13, I ran the streets with the chrome\nCome on home with me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\nThink that getting caught by Justice is fun?\nKeep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\nWhere the fuck is you from? 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Uh, come on home with me\n[03:32.42] Every few minutes, was a knock at the door\n[03:34.42] Fiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n[03:38.18] Mommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\n[03:41.18] Is them locks on the door?\n[03:42.60] Come on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\n[03:44.90] One gram of that butter is 30\n[03:47.66] 4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\n[03:51.43] Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\n[03:54.06] Come on home with me, these are the facts\n[03:56.82] Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n[03:58.85] Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n[04:01.05] Sarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\n[04:03.88] No shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\n[04:06.27] Hoes say, That's Jones with you\n[04:08.36] But I wouldn't take him home with you\n[04:10.17] Come home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\n[04:13.26] The chrome you see, the Jones you see\n[04:16.02] Dip-set, come home with me, uh\n[04:18.61] Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\n[04:23.25] Killa, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\n[04:26.64] Blaka the don, Diplomatic\n[04:28.48] We coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\n[04:31.76] For life hold that down and what\n[04:35.79] Harlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh\n[04:41.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Come Home With Me - Album Version (Edited)\n  artist: Cam'ron\n  album: Come Home With Me\n  duration_ms: 301219\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ayo, come on home with us man\n  start_ms: 1780\n  end_ms: 4440\n- text: Harlem World USA man\n  start_ms: 4440\n  end_ms: 5990\n- text: Take a walk with us on our block man\n  start_ms: 5990\n  end_ms: 7830\n- text: See how we live\n  start_ms: 7830\n  end_ms: 8980\n- text: Dipset\n  start_ms: 8980\n  end_ms: 10210\n- text: Yo, yo, uhh\n  start_ms: 10210\n  end_ms: 11460\n- text: Come on home with me, early 90's\n  start_ms: 11460\n  end_ms: 14350\n- text: It wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n  start_ms: 14350\n  end_ms: 17060\n- text: '''Cause I ain''t have no fresh clothes'\n  start_ms: 17060\n  end_ms: 19920\n- text: Or jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\n  start_ms: 19920\n  end_ms: 22850\n- text: I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n  start_ms: 22850\n  end_ms: 25230\n- text: Where the kitty cat? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\n  Every few minutes, was a knock at the door\n  Fiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n  Mommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\n  Is them locks on the door?\n  Come on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\n  One gram of that butter is 30\n  4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\n  Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\n  Come on home with me, these are the facts\n  Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n  Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n  Sarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\n  No shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\n  Hoes say, That's Jones with you\n  But I wouldn't take him home with you\n  Come home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\n  The chrome you see, the Jones you see\n  Dip-set, come home with me, uh\n\n  Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\n  Killa, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\n  Blaka the don, Diplomatic\n  We coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\n  For life hold that down and what\n  Harlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh\n"},{"id":12088524,"name":"Come Home With Me ft Juelz San","trackName":"Come Home With Me ft Juelz San","artistName":"Cam'ron","albumName":"Come Home With Me","duration":302.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ayo, come on home with us man\nHarlem World USA man\nTake a walk with us on our block man\nSee how we live\nDipset\n\nYo, yo, uhh\nCome on home with me, early 90's\nIt wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\nOr jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\nI'm fixing up a 60 pack\nWhere the kitty cat? Mice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat like McGwire\nFor that matter hit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I ducked the DTs\nLying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\nCome on home with me, where I stand on my post\nPlaying my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\nCome on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nAin't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\nUnless you miss your period, so come home with me\nWhere the girls wanna come home with me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\nLove to see the chrome whippy\nThe car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\nAwww shucks\n\nCome home with me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\nEvery night my girl crying come home to me\nNo, come home with me, where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled\nBut that pot with the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\nCome home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\nWhere the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome home with me, niggas strap up\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\nCome home with me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\nDon't get trapped in it\n\nUh, come on home with me, where my parents\nWould um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n13, I ran the streets with the chrome\nCome on home with me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\nThink that getting caught by Justice is fun?\nKeep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\nWhere the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\nEvery few minutes, was a knock at the door\nFiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\nMommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\nIs them locks on the door?\nCome on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\nOne gram of that butter is 30\n4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\nDon't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\nCome on home with me, these are the facts\nSteve Francis and Latifah got jacked\nMike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\nSarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\nNo shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\nHoes say, That's Jones with you\nBut I wouldn't take him home with you\nCome home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\nThe chrome you see, the Jones you see\nDip-set, come home with me, uh\n\nDipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\nKilla, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\nBlaka the don, Diplomatic\nWe coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\nFor life hold that down and what\nHarlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.78] Ayo, come on home with us man\n[00:04.44] Harlem World USA man\n[00:05.99] Take a walk with us on our block man\n[00:07.83] See how we live\n[00:08.98] Dipset\n[00:10.21] Yo, yo, uhh\n[00:11.46] Come on home with me, early 90's\n[00:14.35] It wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n[00:17.06] 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\n[00:19.92] Or jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\n[00:22.85] I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n[00:25.23] Where the kitty cat? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\n  Every few minutes, was a knock at the door\n  Fiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n  Mommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\n  Is them locks on the door?\n  Come on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\n  One gram of that butter is 30\n  4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\n  Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\n  Come on home with me, these are the facts\n  Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n  Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n  Sarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\n  No shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\n  Hoes say, That's Jones with you\n  But I wouldn't take him home with you\n  Come home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\n  The chrome you see, the Jones you see\n  Dip-set, come home with me, uh\n\n  Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\n  Killa, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\n  Blaka the don, Diplomatic\n  We coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\n  For life hold that down and what\n  Harlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh\n"},{"id":25901271,"name":"Camron - Oh Boy","trackName":"Camron - Oh Boy","artistName":"Cam'ron","albumName":"Come Home With Me","duration":204.82322,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Just Blaze (oh, baby)\nOh, baby, uh, killa\n\nAll the girls see the (boy) look at his kicks (boy)\nLook at his car (boy) all I say is (oh, boy)\nLook mami, I'm no good, I'm so hood\nClap at your soldiers sober, then leave after it's over, Killa\nI'm not your companion or your man stand-in\nHit me when you wanna get rammed in, I'll be scramblin'\nWith lots of mobsters, shop for lobsters\nCops and robbers, listen every block is blocka (blocka)\n\nBut she like the way I diddy bop, you peep that?\nMink on, Mauri kicks plus Chanel ski hat\nShe want the (boy) so I give her the (boy)\nNow she screamin' out (boy, boy, boy, boy)\n\nNow she playin' with herself, Cam dig it out, lift her up\nMa, it's just a fuck, girl, get it out, pick on up\nThey want the boy Montana with guns with bandanas\nListen to my homeboy Santana\n\nY'all niggas can't fuck with the (boy) I'm tellin' ya (boy)\nPut a shell in ya (boy) now he bleedin' (oh, boy)\nGet him, call his (boy), he weezin' he need his (boy)\nHe screamin' (boy, boy, boy, boy)\n\nDamn, shut up (boy), he's snitchin' (oh, boy)\nThis nigga's bitchin' (boy) he's twistin' (oh, boy)\nIf feds was listenin' (boy) damn, whoa, whoa, c'mon\nI'm in trouble need bail money, shit\n\nWhere the fuck is my (boy)? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat like McGwire\nFor that matter hit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I ducked the DTs\nLying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\nCome on home with me, where I stand on my post\nPlaying my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\nCome on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nAin't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\nUnless you miss your period, so come home with me\nWhere the girls wanna come home with me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\nLove to see the chrome whippy\nThe car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\nAwww shucks\n\nCome home with me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\nEvery night my girl crying come home to me\nNo, come home with me, where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled\nBut that pot with the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\nCome home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\nWhere the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome home with me, niggas strap up\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\nCome home with me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\nDon't get trapped in it\n\nUh, come on home with me, where my parents\nWould um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n13, I ran the streets with the chrome\nCome on home with me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\nThink that getting caught by Justice is fun?\nKeep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\nWhere the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\nEvery few minutes, was a knock at the door\nFiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\nMommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\nIs them locks on the door?\nCome on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\nOne gram of that butter is 30\n4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\nDon't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\nCome on home with me, these are the facts\nSteve Francis and Latifah got jacked\nMike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\nSarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\nNo shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\nHoes say, That's Jones with you\nBut I wouldn't take him home with you\nCome home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\nThe chrome you see, the Jones you see\nDip-set, come home with me, uh\n\nDipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\nKilla, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\nBlaka the don, Diplomatic\nWe coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\nFor life hold that down and what\nHarlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.78] Ayo, come on home with us man\n[00:04.44] Harlem World USA man\n[00:05.99] Take a walk with us on our block man\n[00:07.83] See how we live\n[00:08.98] Dipset\n[00:10.21] Yo, yo, uhh\n[00:11.46] Come on home with me, early 90's\n[00:14.35] It wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n[00:17.06] 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\n[00:19.92] Or jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\n[00:22.85] I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n[00:25.23] Where the kitty cat? Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n[00:28.32] Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n[00:32.34] Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n[00:35.40] She picked up a bat like McGwire\n[00:38.60] For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n[00:40.91] Come home where I ducked the DTs\n[00:43.42] Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n[00:46.63] Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n[00:49.69] Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n[00:53.08] And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n[00:55.57] Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n[00:58.25] Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n[01:01.80] Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n[01:03.83] Money brang back extortion, caution\n[01:06.64] Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n[01:09.66] And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n[01:13.19] Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n[01:17.48] Where the girls wanna come home with me\n[01:19.71] They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n[01:22.49] Love to see the chrome whippy\n[01:24.66] The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n[01:27.44] Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n[01:30.49] Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n[01:33.89] So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n[01:36.93] I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n[01:41.20] Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n[01:44.16] Awww shucks\n[01:45.89] Come home with me\n[01:46.87] To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n[01:50.59] Every night my girl crying come home to me\n[01:53.64] No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n[01:56.80] The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n[01:59.81] But that pot with the rock is boiling\n[02:02.79] Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n[02:05.21] Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n[02:09.02] Niggas don't listen to broads\n[02:11.20] They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n[02:14.43] Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n[02:16.95] Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n[02:19.80] Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n[02:23.02] Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n[02:25.82] Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n[02:28.25] Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n[02:30.02] Our kids get even, come home with me\n[02:33.16] Don't leave your condoms behind\n[02:34.90] 'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n[02:36.69] Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n[02:39.45] Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n[02:43.58] Where these kids need food\n[02:45.29] Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n[02:48.05] Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n[02:51.54] Phone is off, rent is backed up\n[02:54.54] Come home with me, niggas strap up\n[02:56.54] Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n[02:59.54] Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n[03:02.88] Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n[03:06.04] Don't get trapped in it\n[03:07.61] Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n[03:10.37] Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n[03:13.12] 7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n[03:16.12] 13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n[03:18.54] Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n[03:22.06] And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n[03:24.57] Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n[03:26.79] Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n[03:29.08] Where the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\n[03:32.42] Every few minutes, was a knock at the door\n[03:34.42] Fiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n[03:38.18] Mommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\n[03:41.18] Is them locks on the door?\n[03:42.60] Come on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\n[03:44.90] One gram of that butter is 30\n[03:47.66] 4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\n[03:51.43] Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\n[03:54.06] Come on home with me, these are the facts\n[03:56.82] Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n[03:58.85] Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n[04:01.05] Sarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\n[04:03.88] No shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\n[04:06.27] Hoes say, That's Jones with you\n[04:08.36] But I wouldn't take him home with you\n[04:10.17] Come home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\n[04:13.26] The chrome you see, the Jones you see\n[04:16.02] Dip-set, come home with me, uh\n[04:18.61] Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\n[04:23.25] Killa, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\n[04:26.64] Blaka the don, Diplomatic\n[04:28.48] We coming for y'all, 2 double 1, bllllllllllapppppp\n[04:31.76] For life hold that down and what\n[04:35.79] Harlem, Harlem, Harlem, uhh\n[04:41.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Come Home With Me\n  artist: Cam'ron / Juelz Santana / Jimmy Jones\n  album: Come Home With Me\n  duration_ms: 301000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ayo, come on home with us man\n  start_ms: 1780\n  end_ms: 4440\n- text: Harlem World USA man\n  start_ms: 4440\n  end_ms: 5990\n- text: Take a walk with us on our block man\n  start_ms: 5990\n  end_ms: 7830\n- text: See how we live\n  start_ms: 7830\n  end_ms: 8980\n- text: Dipset\n  start_ms: 8980\n  end_ms: 10210\n- text: Yo, yo, uhh\n  start_ms: 10210\n  end_ms: 11460\n- text: Come on home with me, early 90's\n  start_ms: 11460\n  end_ms: 14350\n- text: It wasn't pearly and shining, I was certainly grimy\n  start_ms: 14350\n  end_ms: 17060\n- text: '''Cause I ain''t have no fresh clothes'\n  start_ms: 17060\n  end_ms: 19920\n- text: Or jewelry with the X O's, my house had asbestos\n  start_ms: 19920\n  end_ms: 22850\n- text: I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n  start_ms: 22850\n  end_ms: 25230\n- text: Where the kitty cat? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\nCome on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\nThrew it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\nShe picked up a bat like McGwire\nFor that matter hit me, I was back at her\nCome home where I ducked the DTs\nLying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\nCome on home with me, where I stand on my post\nPlaying my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\nAnd pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\nAny beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\nCome on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nAin't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\nAnd the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\nUnless you miss your period, so come home with me\nWhere the girls wanna come home with me\nThey say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\nLove to see the chrome whippy\nThe car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\nAwww shucks\n\nCome home with me\nTo the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\nEvery night my girl crying come home to me\nNo, come home with me, where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled\nBut that pot with the rock is boiling\nSame pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\nCome home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\nWhere the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome home with me, niggas strap up\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\nCome home with me, every block got a crack in it\nEvery hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\nDon't get trapped in it\n\nUh, come on home with me, where my parents\nWould um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n13, I ran the streets with the chrome\nCome on home with me, where the buses don't run\nAnd my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\nThink that getting caught by Justice is fun?\nKeep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\nWhere the fuck is you from? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n[00:28.32] Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n[00:32.34] Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n[00:35.40] She picked up a bat like McGwire\n[00:38.60] For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n[00:40.91] Come home where I ducked the DTs\n[00:43.42] Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n[00:46.63] Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n[00:49.69] Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n[00:53.08] And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n[00:55.57] Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n[00:58.25] Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n[01:01.80] Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n[01:03.83] Money brang back extortion, caution\n[01:06.64] Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n[01:09.66] And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n[01:13.19] Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n[01:17.48] Where the girls wanna come home with me\n[01:19.71] They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n[01:22.49] Love to see the chrome whippy\n[01:24.66] The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n[01:27.44] Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n[01:30.49] Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n[01:33.89] So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n[01:36.93] I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n[01:41.20] Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n[01:44.16] Awww shucks\n[01:45.89] Come home with me\n[01:46.87] To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n[01:50.59] Every night my girl crying come home to me\n[01:53.64] No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n[01:56.80] The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n[01:59.81] But that pot with the rock is boiling\n[02:02.79] Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n[02:05.21] Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n[02:09.02] Niggas don't listen to broads\n[02:11.20] They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n[02:14.43] Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n[02:16.95] Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n[02:19.80] Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n[02:23.02] Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n[02:25.82] Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n[02:28.25] Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n[02:30.02] Our kids get even, come home with me\n[02:33.16] Don't leave your condoms behind\n[02:34.90] 'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n[02:36.69] Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n[02:39.45] Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n[02:43.58] Where these kids need food\n[02:45.29] Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n[02:48.05] Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n[02:51.54] Phone is off, rent is backed up\n[02:54.54] Come home with me, niggas strap up\n[02:56.54] Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n[02:59.54] Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n[03:02.88] Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n[03:06.04] Don't get trapped in it\n[03:07.61] Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n[03:10.37] Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n[03:13.12] 7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n[03:16.12] 13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n[03:18.54] Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n[03:22.06] And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n[03:24.57] Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n[03:26.79] Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n[03:29.08] Where the fuck is you from? 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beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n\nCome on home with me, where they rapidly flossing\nWhere I beg Kim to have the abortion\nMoney brang back extortion, caution\nThere ain't no track in the office\nRelax in the coffin, and the bitch know I'm serious\n'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss your period\nSo come home with me, where the girls wanna come home with me\nAnd say Cam \"If you leave, don't hit me\", love to see the chrome whippy\n\nThe car a quarter mill, on the wheels I done blown 50\nDice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\nHead cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\nSo come home with me, where a nigga make Starbucks\nI'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed on my hard luck\nNow I'm at the dealer buying car trucks\nAww shucks\n\nCome home with me, to the streets, the slums, the ghetto\nThat's home to me, everynight my girl crying to come home with me\nNo, come home with me where there so many cops\nThe block is boiling and the food is spoiled but that pot\nWith the rock is boiling, same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\nCome on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\nNiggas don't listen to broads\nThey having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n\nCome home with me, where everyday the glocks go pop\nWhere the front doors broke and them locks don't lock\nCome home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\nKids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\nCome home with me, where the pistol squeezing\nNiggas twist they cheekin', ripped to pieces\nOur kids get even, come home with me\nDon't leave your condoms behind\n\n'Cause them bitches leave there martians behind\nPray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\nCome on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\nWhere these kids need food\nNiggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\nCome on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\nPhone is off, rent is backed up\nCome on home with me, niggas strap up\n\nHit the street gats up, clack up and get they 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and Latifah\nGot jacked, Mike Tyson punch Mitch Green in the face\nSarge snatched by the feds, we was the case\nNo shit he still pleading his case, come home with me\nHoes say thats Jones with you, but I wouldn't take him home with you\nCome home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\nThe chrome you see, the Jones you see, dip-sect, come home with me\n\nDip-sect nigga, Jim Jones,, Killa\nFreaky Zekey, Juelz Santana\nBlak A Don Dipomatic\nWe comin' for ya 2 double 1\nFor life hold that down and what\nHarlem, Harlem, Harlem","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.94] Ah yo, come on home with us man\n[00:04.68] Harlem World USA man\n[00:07.34] Take a walk with us on our block man\n[00:08.28] See how we live\n[00:10.04] Dip-sect\n[00:13.74] Yo, yo, come on home with me, early 90's\n[00:17.40] I wasn't pearly and shinning, I was certainly grimy\n[00:19.19] 'Cause I ain't have no fresh clothes\n[00:21.85] Or jewerly with the X O's\n[00:24.54] My house had asbestos, though I'm fixing up a 60 pack\n[00:28.21] Where the kitty cat, mice runnin' around the damn sticky trap\n[00:32.73] Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n[00:34.57] Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n[00:37.25] She picked up the bat like Maguire\n[00:39.95] For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n[00:42.70] Come home where I ducked the DT\n[00:46.36] Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n[00:49.00] Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n[00:52.69] Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonaise and toast\n[00:55.46] And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n[00:58.18] Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n[01:00.87] Come on home with me, where they rapidly flossing\n[01:03.52] Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n[01:06.32] Money brang back extortion, caution\n[01:08.17] There ain't no track in the office\n[01:11.76] Relax in the coffin, and the bitch know I'm serious\n[01:15.34] 'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss your period\n[01:18.97] So come home with me, where the girls wanna come home with me\n[01:23.51] And say Cam \"If you leave, don't hit me\", love to see the chrome whippy\n[01:27.16] The car a quarter mill, on the wheels I done blown 50\n[01:30.78] Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n[01:33.46] Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n[01:37.15] So come home with me, where a nigga make Starbucks\n[01:40.73] I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed on my hard luck\n[01:43.44] Now I'm at the dealer buying car trucks\n[01:45.20] Aww shucks\n[01:48.88] Come home with me, to the streets, the slums, the ghetto\n[01:53.44] That's home to me, everynight my girl crying to come home with me\n[01:57.09] No, come home with me where there so many cops\n[02:00.63] The block is boiling and the food is spoiled but that pot\n[02:05.28] With the rock is boiling, same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n[02:08.81] Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n[02:10.67] Niggas don't listen 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Mice run around the damn sticky trap\n  Come on home with me, where my mother found my crack platter\n  Threw it away so I snap at her, back slapped her\n  She picked up a bat like McGwire\n  For that matter hit me, I was back at her\n  Come home where I ducked the DTs\n  Lying around the corner, but I'm getting the free cheese\n  Come on home with me, where I stand on my post\n  Playing my toast, dinner there was mayonnaise and toast\n  And pepper, many nights I done slept with a hefa\n  Any beef came it left on a stretcher, Killa\n  Come on home with me, where they rap and be flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  Ain't no tracking an orphan, relax in a coffin\n  And the bitch know I'm serious, 'cause I'm never scared ma\n  Unless you miss your period, so come home with me\n  Where the girls wanna come home with me\n  They say \"Cam if you need dome, hit me\"\n  Love to see the chrome whippy\n  The car a quarter mil', on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make star bucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed all my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying cars, trucks\n  Awww shucks\n\n  Come home with me\n  To the streets, the slums, the ghetto, that's home to me\n  Every night my girl crying come home to me\n  No, come home with me, where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled\n  But that pot with the rock is boiling\n  Same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n  Come home with me, where every day the Glocks go pop\n  Where the front door's broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist ya cheek in, rip to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n  'Cause them bitches leave the martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come home with me, niggas strap up\n  Hit the street gats up, clack up and get they money back up\n  Come home with me, every block got a crack in it\n  Every hallway got a nigga with some crack in it\n  Don't get trapped in it\n\n  Uh, come on home with me, where my parents\n  Would um, leave me alone, so early I was free to just roam\n  7 keys to the home, 11 trees to the dome\n  13, I ran the streets with the chrome\n  Come on home with me, where the buses don't run\n  And my dogs stay busting they guns (billllllllllllappppppp)\n  Think that getting caught by Justice is fun?\n  Keep a blade up in the gums, this Harlem\n  Where the fuck is you from? Uh, come on home with me\n  Every few minutes, was a knock at the door\n  Fiends coming copping the raw, clothes, kicks, socks on the floor\n  Mommy like be quiet 'cause I really think them cops at the door\n  Is them locks on the door?\n  Come on home with me, where grandmothers is 30\n  One gram of that butter is 30\n  4 grand is my cut from the birdy, school cutting it early\n  Don't stutter motherfuckers you heard me, uh\n  Come on home with me, these are the facts\n  Steve Francis and Latifah got jacked\n  Mike Tyson punched Mitch Green in the face\n  Sarge snatched by the Feds, we was the case\n  No shit, he still pleading his case, come home with me\n  Hoes say, That's Jones with you\n  But I wouldn't take him home with you\n  Come home with me, get stoned with me, be zoned with me\n  The chrome you see, the Jones you see\n  Dip-set, come home with me, uh\n\n  Dipset nigga, Jim Jones Capo status\n  Killa, Freekey Zekey, Juelz Santana\n  Blaka the don, Diplomatic\n  We coming for 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on home with me, where they rapidly flossing\n  Where I beg Kim to have the abortion\n  Money brang back extortion, caution\n  There ain't no track in the office\n  Relax in the coffin, and the bitch know I'm serious\n  'Cause I'm never scared ma, unless you miss your period\n  So come home with me, where the girls wanna come home with me\n  And say Cam \"If you leave,\n  don't hit me\", love to see the chrome whippy\n\n  The car a quarter mill, on the wheels I done blown 50\n  Dice game blown 50, Jones loan 60\n  Head cracks thrown swiftly, took it home with me\n  So come home with me, where a nigga make Starbucks\n  I'm about to cop a Starbucks, I reversed on my hard luck\n  Now I'm at the dealer buying car trucks\n  Aww shucks\n\n  Come home with me, to the streets, the slums, the ghetto\n  That's home to me, everynight my girl crying to come home with me\n  No, come home with me where there so many cops\n  The block is boiling and the food is spoiled but that pot\n  With the rock is boiling, same pot mommy cook with, left the oil in\n  Come on home with me, where these bitches is frauds\n  Niggas don't listen to broads\n  They having you sitting in court for kids that ain't yours\n\n  Come home with me, where everyday the glocks go pop\n  Where the front doors broke and them locks don't lock\n  Come home with me, dog where the beef is seeking\n  Kids don't trick or treat, they get tricked for treating\n  Come home with me, where the pistol squeezing\n  Niggas twist they cheekin', ripped to pieces\n  Our kids get even, come home with me\n  Don't leave your condoms behind\n\n  'Cause them bitches leave there martians behind\n  Pray to God that I'm fine, come on home with me\n  Come on zone with me, come on walk through this cold city\n  Where these kids need food\n  Niggas need guidance and bitches need roofs\n  Come on home with me, where niggas living off they last bucks\n  Phone is off, rent is backed up\n  Come on home with me, niggas strap up\n\n  Hit the 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up\nCop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers\nPass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa\nIt's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown)\nRemember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)\nNext week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)\nAll my niggaz got M-16's kid\nAnd all we do is watch MTV Cribs\nLearn not to in fury the victim\nPurially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)\nStop frontin', you was never a menace\nNever a hustla, NO, we could never do business\nBusiness is business, money is money\nHustle is hustle, stupid is stupid\nYou da dumbest of dummies (Killa)\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\nAll I do every day dog, blunt after blunt\nStunt after stunt, they all (?) after (?)\nLike that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes\nKnow that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude\nCome here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast\nAll they say \"That nigga's a mess\"\nYou heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man\nTake it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'?\nGo upstate, come back downstate, next time around me\nYou might get a poundcake, (screw that bitch)\nFuck it up, she understand that I might slap her\nI'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit)\nWhite batter, prize in the pack, fiends love\nThey hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA\nWhere the crack is at, watch me get dem dice\nThrow 'em on, let me live my life\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\n[Verse 3]\nFuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods\nCookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars\nAll of the chips, the crib with the backyard\nPull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars\nAnd I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift\nYellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice\nGet wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam\nMess up some yeah (shit), thug niggaz be on point\nAnd game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night\nAnd to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog\nLet me live my life\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\nThe block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it\nKnow when I get out they gon feel it\nWitness the realest","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.14]CAM'RON\n[00:03.19]Miscellaneous\n[00:06.69]Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)\"(feat. Daz Dillinger\n[00:15.15][Verse 1]\n[00:15.34]Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up\n[00:24.41]Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up\n[00:28.93]Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers\n[00:31.66]Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa\n[00:35.56]It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown)\n[00:38.75]Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)\n[00:41.60]Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)\n[00:44.36]All my niggaz got M-16's kid\n[00:46.90]And all we do is watch MTV Cribs\n[00:49.89]Learn not to in fury the victim\n[00:52.36]Purially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)\n[00:55.38]Stop frontin', you was never a menace\n[00:57.57]Never a hustla, NO, we could never do business\n[01:00.32]Business is business, money is money\n[01:02.32]Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid\n[01:04.38]You da dumbest of dummies (Killa)\n[01:06.06][Chorus]\n[01:06.06]Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n[01:09.76]Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n[01:12.91]Let me just live my life ah\n[01:15.36]That's the sound of the police\n[01:16.48][Verse 2]\n[01:16.76]All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt\n[01:19.35]Stunt after stunt, they all? after?\n[01:22.23]Like that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes\n[01:25.74]Know that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude\n[01:28.60]Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast\n[01:31.58]All they say \"That nigga's a mess\"\n[01:33.14]You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man\n[01:36.39]Take it in your ass? 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Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)\nNext week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)\nAll my niggaz got M-16's kid\nAnd all we do is watch MTV Cribs\nLearn not to in fury the victim\nPurially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)\nStop frontin', you was never a menace\nNever a hustla, NO, we could never do business\nBusiness is business, money is money\nHustle is hustle, stupid is stupid\nYou da dumbest of dummies (Killa)\n\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\n\n[Verse 2]\nAll I do every day dog, blunt after blunt\nStunt after stunt, they all? after?\nLike that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes\nKnow that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude\nCome here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast\nAll they say \"That nigga's a mess\"\nYou heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man\nTake it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'?\nGo upstate, come back downstate, next time around me\nYou might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch)\nFuck it up, she understand that I might slap her\nI'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit)\nWhite batter, prize in the pack, fiends love\nThey hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA\nWhere the crack is at, watch me get dem dice\nThrow 'em on, let me live my life\n\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\n\n[Verse 3]\nFuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods\nCookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars\nAll of the chips, the crib with the backyard\nPull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars\nAnd I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift\nYellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice\nGet wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam\nMess up some yeah (shiiiiit), thug niggaz be on point\nAnd game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night\nAnd to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog\nLet me live my life\n\n[Chorus]\nLeave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\nJust leave me alone, leave me alone\nLet me just live my life ah\nThat's the sound of the police\n\n[Cam]\nThe block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it\nKnow when I get out they gon feel it\nWitness the realest","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.96] CAM'RON\n[00:02.61] Miscellaneous\n[00:03.19] Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)\"(feat. 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All worthy of this dirty man\n  Take it in your ass? 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Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)\n  start_ms: 38730\n  end_ms: 41690\n- text: Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)\n  start_ms: 41690\n  end_ms: 44390\n- text: All my niggaz got M-16's kid\n  start_ms: 44390\n  end_ms: 46990\n- text: And all we do is watch MTV Cribs\n  start_ms: 46990\n  end_ms: 49760\n- text: Learn not to in fury the victim\n  start_ms: 49760\n  end_ms: 51660\n- text: Purially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)\n  start_ms: 51660\n  end_ms: 55230\n- text: Stop frontin', you was never a menace\n  start_ms: 55230\n  end_ms: 57240\n- text: Never a hustla, NO, we could never do business\n  start_ms: 57240\n  end_ms: 60040\n- text: Business is business, money is money\n  start_ms: 60040\n  end_ms: 62020\n- text: Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid\n  start_ms: 62020\n  end_ms: 65380\n- text: You da dumbest of dummies (Killa)\n  start_ms: 65380\n  end_ms: 66390\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 66390\n  end_ms: 66700\n- text: Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  start_ms: 66700\n  end_ms: 69940\n- text: Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  start_ms: 69940\n  end_ms: 71700\n- text: Let me just live my life ah\n  start_ms: 71700\n  end_ms: 74570\n- text: That's the sound of the police\n  start_ms: 74570\n  end_ms: 75970\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 75970\n  end_ms: 76570\n- text: All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt\n  start_ms: 76570\n  end_ms: 79170\n- text: Stunt after stunt, they all? after?\n  start_ms: 79170\n  end_ms: 81930\n- text: Like that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes\n  start_ms: 81930\n  end_ms: 85400\n- text: Know that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude\n  start_ms: 85400\n  end_ms: 88530\n- text: Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast\n  start_ms: 88530\n  end_ms: 91200\n- text: All they say \"That nigga's a mess\"\n  start_ms: 91200\n  end_ms: 93020\n- text: You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man\n  start_ms: 93020\n  end_ms: 96030\n- text: Take it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'?\n  start_ms: 96030\n  end_ms: 99240\n- text: Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me\n  start_ms: 99240\n  end_ms: 103040\n- text: You might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch)\n  start_ms: 103040\n  end_ms: 105410\n- text: Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her\n  start_ms: 105410\n  end_ms: 107560\n- text: I'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit)\n  start_ms: 107560\n  end_ms: 110280\n- text: White batter, prize in the pack, fiends love\n  start_ms: 110280\n  end_ms: 113560\n- text: They hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA\n  start_ms: 113560\n  end_ms: 115790\n- text: Where the crack is at, watch me get dem dice\n  start_ms: 115790\n  end_ms: 118570\n- text: Throw 'em on, let me live my life\n  start_ms: 118570\n  end_ms: 120450\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 120450\n  end_ms: 120880\n- text: Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  start_ms: 120880\n  end_ms: 124940\n- text: Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  start_ms: 124940\n  end_ms: 127720\n- text: Let me just live my life ah\n  start_ms: 127720\n  end_ms: 130320\n- text: That's the sound of the police\n  start_ms: 130320\n  end_ms: 131380\n- text: '[Verse 3]'\n  start_ms: 131380\n  end_ms: 131670\n- text: Fuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods\n  start_ms: 131670\n  end_ms: 134640\n- text: Cookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars\n  start_ms: 134640\n  end_ms: 137460\n- text: All of the chips, the crib with the backyard\n  start_ms: 137460\n  end_ms: 140050\n- text: Pull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars\n  start_ms: 140050\n  end_ms: 143540\n- text: And I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift\n  start_ms: 143540\n  end_ms: 146210\n- text: Yellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice\n  start_ms: 146210\n  end_ms: 149860\n- text: Get wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam\n  start_ms: 149860\n  end_ms: 152720\n- text: Mess up some yeah (shiiiiit), thug niggaz be on point\n  start_ms: 152720\n  end_ms: 156070\n- text: And game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night\n  start_ms: 156070\n  end_ms: 159230\n- text: And to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog\n  start_ms: 159230\n  end_ms: 163580\n- text: Let me live my life\n  start_ms: 163580\n  end_ms: 164710\n- text: '[Chorus]'\n  start_ms: 164710\n  end_ms: 165040\n- text: Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  start_ms: 165040\n  end_ms: 169020\n- text: Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  start_ms: 169020\n  end_ms: 171810\n- text: Let me just live my life ah\n  start_ms: 171810\n  end_ms: 174560\n- text: That's the sound of the police\n  start_ms: 174560\n  end_ms: 175960\n- text: '[Cam]'\n  start_ms: 175960\n  end_ms: 176350\n- text: The block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it\n  start_ms: 176350\n  end_ms: 179310\n- text: Know when I get out they gon feel it\n  start_ms: 179310\n  end_ms: 181170\n- text: Witness the realest\n  start_ms: 181170\n  end_ms: 182720\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 182720\nplain: |-\n  CAM'RON\n  Miscellaneous\n  Live My Life (Leave Me Alone)\"(feat. Daz Dillinger\n  [Verse 1]\n  Now that I'm here niggaz wanna wrap the ROC up\n  Nah, backslash wrap the rocks up, back the block up\n  Cop killers, clap at coppers, blast at choppers\n  Pass the vodka, listen, don't ever mention Dash or Hoffa\n  It's a Harlem thing dog, you'll clash with Mobsters (uptown)\n  Remember me? Got jumped on TNT (what's beef?)\n  Next week, back pump TNT (what's beef?)\n  All my niggaz got M-16's kid\n  And all we do is watch MTV Cribs\n  Learn not to in fury the victim\n  Purially stick 'em, break through your security system (KILLA)\n  Stop frontin', you was never a menace\n  Never a hustla, NO, we could never do business\n  Business is business, money is money\n  Hustle is hustle, stupid is stupid\n  You da dumbest of dummies (Killa)\n\n  [Chorus]\n  Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  Let me just live my life ah\n  That's the sound of the police\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  All I do every day dog, blunt after blunt\n  Stunt after stunt, they all? after?\n  Like that I'm Shiesty, look at my shoes, like my Nikes\n  Know that I got a girl, like my wifey, like that I'm rude\n  Come here, let me pick with your chest, dick on your breast\n  All they say \"That nigga's a mess\"\n  You heard me fam? All worthy of this dirty man\n  Take it in your ass? How about 30 grams ma'?\n  Go upstate, come back downstate, next time around me\n  You might get a POUNDCAKE, (screw that bitch)\n  Fuck it up, she understand that I might slap her\n  I'll me damned if I work for some white cracker (shit)\n  White batter, prize in the pack, fiends love\n  They hug it, call it Cracker Jacks, KILLA\n  Where the crack is at, watch me get dem dice\n  Throw 'em on, let me live my life\n\n  [Chorus]\n  Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  Let me just live my life ah\n  That's the sound of the police\n\n  [Verse 3]\n  Fuck life as a rap star, you dealing with crack gods\n  Cookin' the crack hard, lead the crack jars\n  All of the chips, the crib with the backyard\n  Pull out the gat pa, a bar, and black cars\n  And I'm scary with the 5th, compare me to a gift\n  Yellow diamonds, ganerrie on my wrist, just juice\n  Get wet up and waive, that'll be the day, killa cam\n  Mess up some yeah (shiiiiit), thug niggaz be on point\n  And game time, cop a brick, and re-up in the same night\n  And to get that trife, I flick that knife, doggy dog\n  Let me live my life\n\n  [Chorus]\n  Leave me alone, let me just live my live, ah\n  Just leave me alone, leave me alone\n  Let me just live my life ah\n  That's the sound of the police\n\n  [Cam]\n  The block is hot, niggaz tell me to feel it\n  Know when I get out they gon feel it\n  Witness the realest\n"}]