[{"id":28474151,"name":"Cardi B -  Dead (feat. Summer Walker) [Official Audio]","trackName":"Cardi B -  Dead (feat. 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Uh\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\nNot for nothing, I'm that bitch\nI look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute\nThen, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\nThen we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times\nStill get up ten\nThey still mad about that Grammy\nThey still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club\nAnd I went diamond\nHoes tried rebranding, revamped it\nBut ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\nYou gotta love it\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\nI tried to come in peace\nThey tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P\n\nI want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\nI want them dead\nI know they heard a bitch was coming\nAnd they scared\nI wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch\nThen you a opp\nIf you with that bitch\nWhen I come get her, you gon' die\nRap, beam, shot, bap\n\nOh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh-oh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist\n[00:02.65] Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits\n[00:04.70] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:06.83] That has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:09.44] National rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.06] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:13.99] And report any sightings immediately\n[00:15.98] According to police, the victim\n[00:18.30] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.29] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly\n[00:23.16] Several female rappers\n[00:25.04] If these allegations are true\n[00:26.99] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters\n[00:28.79] In music history\n[00:44.53] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.16] I took that demon to the ride\n[00:52.79] I'm goin' fast (Fast)\n[00:54.77] \"Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch?\"\n[00:57.49] She looking back\n[00:59.04] I know these bitches in my shadow\n[01:00.70] Feel so cold\n[01:02.71] I don't think these bitches know\n[01:04.69] I want their heads, I want them begging for their life\n[01:08.21] I want them dead\n[01:09.92] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[01:11.80] And they scared\n[01:13.33] I wanna pull they lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.05] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.10] Can't compete with me\n[01:19.23] I'm not the one\n[01:20.52] I tell hoes to suck my dick\n[01:22.25] They put their hair up in a bun\n[01:24.12] I let these bitches see\n[01:25.46] I should've left these hoes with none\n[01:26.90] Never smart to beef with me\n[01:28.39] What can I say?\n[01:29.45] These hoes be dumb\n[01:30.48] Bitches love to die young\n[01:31.69] Look, the water fountain\n[01:32.75] Put my toes in it\n[01:33.54] Music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.74] My coochie and my business\n[01:35.94] These bitches love putting they nose in it\n[01:38.14] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head\n[01:39.68] Before I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.04] Like, pow, pow, pow\n[01:43.61] Now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.77] They say, \"Cardi, you tweaking,\"\n[01:45.92] Nah, I don't be tweaking enough\n[01:47.22] Bitches be doing shit\n[01:48.54] And I be letting it slide\n[01:49.46] I don't be bringing it up\n[01:50.37] Bitches be out here telling lies about me\n[01:51.99] And y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.28] But when I drag it to hell\n[01:54.62] \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.72] She say my name, she getting belt\n[01:58.18] She think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.38] When we go in the store\n[02:01.00] Don't touch nothing\n[02:01.90] You complain or you getting belt\n[02:03.16] I cried three hundred days last year\n[02:04.43] And none of y'all called me up\n[02:06.06] And like those tears that ran down my cheek\n[02:07.62] Y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.35] Guess who drop a thousand times\n[02:11.05] And none of it's working?\n[02:12.18] Guess who doing shows for damn near free\n[02:14.27] And pockets hurting?\n[02:15.56] Guess who make sure that she play nice\n[02:17.77] When we in person?\n[02:18.86] And guess who done bodied up more bitches\n[02:20.62] Than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.31] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.75] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:27.84] Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\n[02:31.48] Don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.65] Not for nothing, I'm that bitch\n[02:35.69] I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:36.92] If you get money and you cute\n[02:38.48] Then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.03] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\n[02:41.79] Then we basically locked in\n[02:43.25] You done seen me get knocked down nine times\n[02:44.93] Still get up ten\n[02:46.47] They still mad about that Grammy\n[02:47.97] They still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.35] They still mad that they don't play her in the club\n[02:51.06] And I went diamond\n[02:52.96] Hoes tried rebranding, revamped it\n[02:55.05] But ain't do nothin'\n[02:56.36] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\n[02:58.02] You gotta love it\n[03:00.19] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:02.43] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\n[03:05.95] I tried to come in peace\n[03:08.34] They tore me into pieces\n[03:10.88] Now I gotta R-I-P\n[03:12.03] I want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\n[03:16.02] I want them dead\n[03:17.74] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[03:19.40] And they scared\n[03:20.68] I wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\n[03:22.87] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.32] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch\n[03:26.93] Then you a opp\n[03:28.22] If you with that bitch\n[03:29.31] When I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:30.99] Rap, beam, shot, bap\n[03:33.81] Oh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.43] Gone and deceased, capisce\n[03:41.07] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:42.55] Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.62] Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n[03:50.42] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:52.98] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:57.19] I'll do more than everything that's right\n[03:59.70] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.03] Dead, dead, dead, ooh-oh\n[04:14.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cardi B -  Dead (feat. 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of devastation and fear\n  National rap superstar is on the run\n  After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n  And report any sightings immediately\n  According to police, the victim\n  Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n  Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly\n  Several female rappers\n  If these allegations are true\n  It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters\n  In music history\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n  I took that demon to the ride\n  I'm goin' fast (Fast)\n  \"Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch?\"\n  She looking back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow\n  Feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know\n  I want their heads, I want them begging for their life\n  I want them dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was coming\n  And they scared\n  I wanna pull they lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me\n  I'm not the one\n  I tell hoes to suck my dick\n  They put their hair up in a 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Uh\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\nNot for nothing, I'm that bitch\nI look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute\nThen, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\nThen we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times\nStill get up ten\nThey still mad about that Grammy\nThey still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club\nAnd I went diamond\nHoes tried rebranding, revamped it\nBut ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\nYou gotta love it\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\nI tried to come in peace\nThey tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P\n\nI want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\nI want them dead\nI know they heard a bitch was coming\nAnd they scared\nI wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch\nThen you a opp\nIf you with that bitch\nWhen I come get her, you gon' die\nRap, beam, shot, bap\n\nOh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh-oh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist\n[00:02.65] Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits\n[00:04.70] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:06.83] That has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:09.44] National rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.06] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:13.99] And report any sightings immediately\n[00:15.98] According to police, the victim\n[00:18.30] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.29] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly\n[00:23.16] Several female rappers\n[00:25.04] If these allegations are true\n[00:26.99] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters\n[00:28.79] In music history\n[00:44.53] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.16] I took that demon to the ride\n[00:52.79] I'm goin' fast (Fast)\n[00:54.77] \"Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch?\"\n[00:57.49] She looking back\n[00:59.04] I know these bitches in my shadow\n[01:00.70] Feel so cold\n[01:02.71] I don't think these bitches know\n[01:04.69] I want their heads, I want them begging for their life\n[01:08.21] I want them dead\n[01:09.92] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[01:11.80] And they scared\n[01:13.33] I wanna pull they lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.05] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.10] Can't compete with me\n[01:19.23] I'm not the one\n[01:20.52] I tell hoes to suck my dick\n[01:22.25] They put their hair up in a bun\n[01:24.12] I let these bitches see\n[01:25.46] I should've left these hoes with none\n[01:26.90] Never smart to beef with me\n[01:28.39] What can I say?\n[01:29.45] These hoes be dumb\n[01:30.48] Bitches love to die young\n[01:31.69] Look, the water fountain\n[01:32.75] Put my toes in it\n[01:33.54] Music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.74] My coochie and my business\n[01:35.94] These bitches love putting they nose in it\n[01:38.14] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head\n[01:39.68] Before I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.04] Like, pow, pow, pow\n[01:43.61] Now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.77] They say, \"Cardi, you tweaking,\"\n[01:45.92] Nah, I don't be tweaking enough\n[01:47.22] Bitches be doing shit\n[01:48.54] And I be letting it slide\n[01:49.46] I don't be bringing it up\n[01:50.37] Bitches be out here telling lies about me\n[01:51.99] And y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.28] But when I drag it to hell\n[01:54.62] \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.72] She say my name, she getting belt\n[01:58.18] She think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.38] When we go in the store\n[02:01.00] Don't touch nothing\n[02:01.90] You complain or you getting belt\n[02:03.16] I cried three hundred days last year\n[02:04.43] And none of y'all called me up\n[02:06.06] And like those tears that ran down my cheek\n[02:07.62] Y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.35] Guess who drop a thousand times\n[02:11.05] And none of it's working?\n[02:12.18] Guess who doing shows for damn near free\n[02:14.27] And pockets hurting?\n[02:15.56] Guess who make sure that she play nice\n[02:17.77] When we in person?\n[02:18.86] And guess who done bodied up more bitches\n[02:20.62] Than they surgeon? 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Uh\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n  Not for nothing, I'm that bitch\n  I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute\n  Then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\n  Then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times\n  Still get up ten\n  They still mad about that Grammy\n  They still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club\n  And I went diamond\n  Hoes tried rebranding, revamped it\n  But ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\n  You gotta love it\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\n  I tried to come in peace\n  They tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P\n\n  I want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\n  I want them dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was coming\n  And they scared\n  I wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch\n  Then you a opp\n  If you with that bitch\n  When I come get her, you gon' die\n  Rap, beam, shot, bap\n\n  Oh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh-oh\n"},{"id":34750494,"name":"Dead (feat. 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\nLike, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\nBut when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collectin' body bags like they purses\nIon even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all beggin' for their life\nYou playin' with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n[00:05.02] Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:10.05] International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:14.29] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.44] Accordin' to police, the victims\n[00:18.50] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.86] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n[00:25.17] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.21] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:45.38] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:48.07] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.50] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:54.52] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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These hos be dumb\n[01:30.10] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.95] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.93] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.08] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.32] Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n[01:44.24] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.33] Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.24] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n[01:53.21] But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.54] She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n[01:59.39] When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n[02:02.50] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.89] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.39] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.35] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.54] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.59] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n  Bitches love to die young, look\n\n  The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\n  They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\n  She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\n  Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\n  I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n"},{"id":34169768,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"Dead","duration":267.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\nNow stands accused of a crime spree\nThat has left a trail of devastation and fear-\nInternational rap superstar is on the run\nAfter being linked to a series of brutal killings\nRemain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\nAccording to police, the victims-\n\nCardi B, who has always been a controversial-\nBloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\nIf these allegations are true\nIt will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah-eah, yeah\n\nI took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\nMirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: Dead - Single\n  duration_ms: 267000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n  start_ms: 280\n  end_ms: 4850\n- text: Now stands accused of a crime spree\n  start_ms: 4850\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9170\n- text: International rap superstar is on the run\n  start_ms: 9170\n  end_ms: 11670\n- text: After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n  start_ms: 11670\n  end_ms: 12950\n- text: Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  start_ms: 12950\n  end_ms: 16260\n- text: According to police, the victims-\n  start_ms: 16260\n  end_ms: 18460\n- text: Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n  start_ms: 18460\n  end_ms: 20850\n- text: Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n  start_ms: 20850\n  end_ms: 25460\n- text: If these allegations are true\n  start_ms: 25460\n  end_ms: 27220\n- text: It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n  start_ms: 27220\n  end_ms: 44490\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 44490\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: Yeah-eah, yeah\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51050\n- text: I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  start_ms: 51050\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\nNot for nothing, I'm that bitch\nI look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute\nThen, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\nThen we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times\nStill get up ten\nThey still mad about that Grammy\nThey still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club\nAnd I went diamond\nHoes tried rebranding, revamped it\nBut ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\nYou gotta love it\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\nI tried to come in peace\nThey tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P\n\nI want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\nI want them dead\nI know they heard a bitch was coming\nAnd they scared\nI wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch\nThen you a opp\nIf you with that bitch\nWhen I come get her, you gon' die\nRap, beam, shot, bap\n\nOh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh-oh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist\n[00:02.65] Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits\n[00:04.70] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:06.83] That has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:09.44] National rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.06] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:13.99] And report any sightings immediately\n[00:15.98] According to police, the victim\n[00:18.30] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.29] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly\n[00:23.16] Several female rappers\n[00:25.04] If these allegations are true\n[00:26.99] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters\n[00:28.79] In music history\n[00:44.53] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.70] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.16] I took that demon to the ride\n[00:52.79] I'm goin' fast (Fast)\n[00:54.77] \"Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch?\"\n[00:57.49] She looking back\n[00:59.04] I know these bitches in my shadow\n[01:00.70] Feel so cold\n[01:02.71] I don't think these bitches know\n[01:04.69] I want their heads, I want them begging for their life\n[01:08.21] I want them dead\n[01:09.92] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[01:11.80] And they scared\n[01:13.33] I wanna pull they lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.05] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.10] Can't compete with me\n[01:19.23] I'm not the one\n[01:20.52] I tell hoes to suck my dick\n[01:22.25] They put their hair up in a bun\n[01:24.12] I let these bitches see\n[01:25.46] I should've left these hoes with none\n[01:26.90] Never smart to beef with me\n[01:28.39] What can I say?\n[01:29.45] These hoes be dumb\n[01:30.48] Bitches love to die young\n[01:31.69] Look, the water fountain\n[01:32.75] Put my toes in it\n[01:33.54] Music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.74] My coochie and my business\n[01:35.94] These bitches love putting they nose in it\n[01:38.14] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head\n[01:39.68] Before I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.04] Like, pow, pow, pow\n[01:43.61] Now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.77] They say, \"Cardi, you tweaking,\"\n[01:45.92] Nah, I don't be tweaking enough\n[01:47.22] Bitches be doing shit\n[01:48.54] And I be letting it slide\n[01:49.46] I don't be bringing it up\n[01:50.37] Bitches be out here telling lies about me\n[01:51.99] And y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.28] But when I drag it to hell\n[01:54.62] \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.72] She say my name, she getting belt\n[01:58.18] She think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.38] When we go in the store\n[02:01.00] Don't touch nothing\n[02:01.90] You complain or you getting belt\n[02:03.16] I cried three hundred days last year\n[02:04.43] And none of y'all called me up\n[02:06.06] And like those tears that ran down my cheek\n[02:07.62] Y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.35] Guess who drop a thousand times\n[02:11.05] And none of it's working?\n[02:12.18] Guess who doing shows for damn near free\n[02:14.27] And pockets hurting?\n[02:15.56] Guess who make sure that she play nice\n[02:17.77] When we in person?\n[02:18.86] And guess who done bodied up more bitches\n[02:20.62] Than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.31] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.75] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:27.84] Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\n[02:31.48] Don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.65] Not for nothing, I'm that bitch\n[02:35.69] I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:36.92] If you get money and you cute\n[02:38.48] Then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.03] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\n[02:41.79] Then we basically locked in\n[02:43.25] You done seen me get knocked down nine times\n[02:44.93] Still get up ten\n[02:46.47] They still mad about that Grammy\n[02:47.97] They still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.35] They still mad that they don't play her in the club\n[02:51.06] And I went diamond\n[02:52.96] Hoes tried rebranding, revamped it\n[02:55.05] But ain't do nothin'\n[02:56.36] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\n[02:58.02] You gotta love it\n[03:00.19] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:02.43] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\n[03:05.95] I tried to come in peace\n[03:08.34] They tore me into pieces\n[03:10.88] Now I gotta R-I-P\n[03:12.03] I want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\n[03:16.02] I want them dead\n[03:17.74] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[03:19.40] And they scared\n[03:20.68] I wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\n[03:22.87] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.32] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch\n[03:26.93] Then you a opp\n[03:28.22] If you with that bitch\n[03:29.31] When I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:30.99] Rap, beam, shot, bap\n[03:33.81] Oh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.43] Gone and deceased, capisce\n[03:41.07] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:42.55] Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.62] Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n[03:50.42] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:52.98] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:57.19] I'll do more than everything that's right\n[03:59.70] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.03] Dead, dead, dead, ooh-oh\n[04:14.86] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cardi B -  Dead (feat. 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bun\n  I let these bitches see\n  I should've left these hoes with none\n  Never smart to beef with me\n  What can I say?\n  These hoes be dumb\n  Bitches love to die young\n  Look, the water fountain\n  Put my toes in it\n  Music fire, put my soul in it\n  My coochie and my business\n  These bitches love putting they nose in it\n  Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head\n  Before I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  Like, pow, pow, pow\n  Now she can bowl with it\n  They say, \"Cardi, you tweaking,\"\n  Nah, I don't be tweaking enough\n  Bitches be doing shit\n  And I be letting it slide\n  I don't be bringing it up\n  Bitches be out here telling lies about me\n  And y'all just be eating it up\n  But when I drag it to hell\n  \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n  She say my name, she getting belt\n  She think I'm playing, she getting belt\n  When we go in the store\n  Don't touch nothing\n  You complain or you getting belt\n  I cried three hundred days last year\n  And none of y'all called 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Uh\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n  Not for nothing, I'm that bitch\n  I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute\n  Then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\n  Then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times\n  Still get up ten\n  They still mad about that Grammy\n  They still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club\n  And I went diamond\n  Hoes tried rebranding, revamped it\n  But ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\n  You gotta love it\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\n  I tried to come in peace\n  They tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P\n\n  I want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\n  I want them dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was coming\n  And they scared\n  I wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch\n  Then you a opp\n  If you with that bitch\n  When I come get her, you gon' die\n  Rap, beam, shot, bap\n\n  Oh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh-oh\n"},{"id":38204945,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B & Summer Walker","albumName":"Dead - Single","duration":267.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\nNow stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\nInternational rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\nRemain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\nAccordin' to police, the victims\n\nCardi B, who has always been a controversial\nBloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\nIf these allegations are true\nIt will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah, yeah, yeah\n\nI took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\nMirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\nLike, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\nBut when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collectin' body bags like they purses\nIon even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all beggin' for their life\nYou playin' with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.66]Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n[00:05.04]Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:10.07]International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:14.28]Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.46]Accordin' to police, the victims\n[00:18.47]Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.87]Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n[00:25.16]If these allegations are true\n[00:27.26]It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:45.32]Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:48.09]Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.44]I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:54.56]Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.74]I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.58]I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.74]I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.92]I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.94]I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.90]I want all these bitches dead\n[01:17.39]Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.67]I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.22]I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.23]Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.12]Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.92]The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.99]My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.02]Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.34]Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n[01:44.28]They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.36]Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.23]Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n[01:53.22]But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.58]She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n[01:59.40]When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n[02:02.50]I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.84]And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.37]Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.36]Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.59]Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.52]And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n"},{"id":24884578,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"AM I THE DRAMA?","duration":267.441701,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\nNow stands accused of a crime spree\nThat has left a trail of devastation and fear-\nInternational rap superstar is on the run\nAfter being linked to a series of brutal killings\nRemain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\nAccording to police, the victims-\n\nCardi B, who has always been a controversial-\nBloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\nIf these allegations are true\nIt will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah-eah, yeah\n\nI took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\nMirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: AM I THE DRAMA?\n  duration_ms: 267442\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n  start_ms: 280\n  end_ms: 4850\n- text: Now stands accused of a crime spree\n  start_ms: 4850\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9170\n- text: International rap superstar is on the run\n  start_ms: 9170\n  end_ms: 11670\n- text: After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n  start_ms: 11670\n  end_ms: 12950\n- text: Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  start_ms: 12950\n  end_ms: 16260\n- text: According to police, the victims-\n  start_ms: 16260\n  end_ms: 18460\n- text: Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n  start_ms: 18460\n  end_ms: 20850\n- text: Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n  start_ms: 20850\n  end_ms: 25460\n- text: If these allegations are true\n  start_ms: 25460\n  end_ms: 27220\n- text: It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n  start_ms: 27220\n  end_ms: 44490\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 44490\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: Yeah-eah, yeah\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51050\n- text: I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  start_ms: 51050\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n  Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce?\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything, that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead\n  Dead, ooh\n"},{"id":34558187,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"AM I THE DRAMA (ErrTime Edition)","duration":268.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\nNow stands accused of a crime spree\nThat has left a trail of devastation and fear-\nInternational rap superstar is on the run\nAfter being linked to a series of brutal killings\nRemain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\nAccording to police, the victims-\n\nCardi B, who has always been a controversial-\nBloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\nIf these allegations are true\nIt will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nYeah-eah, yeah\n\nI took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\nMirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: AM I THE DRAMA (ErrTime Edition)\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n  start_ms: 280\n  end_ms: 4850\n- text: Now stands accused of a crime spree\n  start_ms: 4850\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9170\n- text: International rap superstar is on the run\n  start_ms: 9170\n  end_ms: 11670\n- text: After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n  start_ms: 11670\n  end_ms: 12950\n- text: Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  start_ms: 12950\n  end_ms: 16260\n- text: According to police, the victims-\n  start_ms: 16260\n  end_ms: 18460\n- text: Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n  start_ms: 18460\n  end_ms: 20850\n- text: Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n  start_ms: 20850\n  end_ms: 25460\n- text: If these allegations are true\n  start_ms: 25460\n  end_ms: 27220\n- text: It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n  start_ms: 27220\n  end_ms: 44490\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 44490\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: Yeah-eah, yeah\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51050\n- text: I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  start_ms: 51050\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n  Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce?\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything, that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead\n  Dead, ooh\n"},{"id":28731847,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n  Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce?\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything, that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead\n  Dead, ooh\n"},{"id":25815239,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03] That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17] International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26] According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53] Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88] I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53] I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07] Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72] I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13] I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02] Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33] Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27] Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32] Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58] But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69] She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70] When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93] Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33] Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04] Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07] If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39] You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48] They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63] They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76] Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11] I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67] Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80] I want they heads\n[03:14.35] I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44] I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65] I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24] If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37] Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07] Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38] Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73] Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68] Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87] I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16] Dead, dead\n[04:10.30] Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: Am I The Drama?\n  duration_ms: 247000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n  start_ms: 280\n  end_ms: 4850\n- text: Now stands accused of a crime spree\n  start_ms: 4850\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 9170\n- text: International rap superstar is on the run\n  start_ms: 9170\n  end_ms: 11670\n- text: After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n  start_ms: 11670\n  end_ms: 12950\n- text: Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  start_ms: 12950\n  end_ms: 16260\n- text: According to police, the victims-\n  start_ms: 16260\n  end_ms: 18460\n- text: Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n  start_ms: 18460\n  end_ms: 20850\n- text: Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n  start_ms: 20850\n  end_ms: 25460\n- text: If these allegations are true\n  start_ms: 25460\n  end_ms: 27220\n- text: It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n  start_ms: 27220\n  end_ms: 44490\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 44490\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: Yeah-eah, yeah\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51050\n- text: I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  start_ms: 51050\n  end_ms: 55540\n- text: Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n  Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce?\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything, that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead\n  Dead, ooh\n"},{"id":39904657,"name":"Dead","trackName":"Dead","artistName":"Cardi B","albumName":"AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\nLike baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\nBut when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous\nAh-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOoh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce?\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything, that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead\nDead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.28]Grammy-Award-winning recording artist Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits-\n[00:04.85]Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:07.03]That has left a trail of devastation and fear-\n[00:09.17]International rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.67]After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:12.95]Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.26]According to police, the victims-\n[00:18.46]Cardi B, who has always been a controversial-\n[00:20.85]Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers-\n[00:25.46]If these allegations are true\n[00:27.22]It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:44.49]Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.53]Yeah-eah, yeah\n[00:51.05]I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:55.54]Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n[00:58.88]I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n[01:02.53]I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n[01:06.62]I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[01:09.74]I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[01:12.91]I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.49]I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.07]Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n[01:20.72]I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n[01:24.13]I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n[01:27.02]Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n[01:30.11]Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.99]The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:35.01]My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.33]Tell a bitch, you better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\n[01:41.27]Like baow, baow, baow, now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.45]They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.32]Bitches be doin' shit, and I been letting it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.32]Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me, and y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.58]But when I drag her to hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.69]She say my name, she getting belt, she think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.70]When we go in the store, don't touch nothing, you complain, or you getting belt\n[02:02.93]I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.96]And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.56]Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.69]Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.73]Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.69]And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.78]I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.86]I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:28.93]Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n[02:31.33]Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.04]Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:37.07]If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.25]You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n[02:43.39]You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n[02:46.48]They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.63]They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n[02:52.76]Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n[02:55.90]Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n[02:59.67]Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:03.08]How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n[03:06.11]I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n[03:10.67]Now I gotta R-I-P it\n[03:12.80]I want they heads\n[03:14.35]I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n[03:17.44]I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n[03:20.65]I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n[03:23.27]I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.07]If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n[03:28.24]If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:31.37]Red beam, shot, bah\n[03:34.07]Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.38]Gone and deceased, capisce?\n[03:40.93]No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:43.73]Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.68]Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n[03:50.96]Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:53.72]You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:56.87]I'll do more than everything, that's right\n[03:59.22]Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.16]Dead, dead\n[04:10.30]Dead, ooh\n[04:14.17]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: 'AM I THE DRAMA? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\n  I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n  I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous\n  Ah-ah-ah, don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothing I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done see me knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your-, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em begging for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce?\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord, give me the strength, 'cause all these bitches weak\n  Man, I swear, I want all these bitches all dead\n\n  Enemies all begging for their life\n  You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything, that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead\n  Dead, ooh\n"},{"id":28872114,"name":"Dead (feat. 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Uh\nI'm collecting body bags like they purses\nI don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\nNot for nothing, I'm that bitch\nI look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute\nThen, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\nThen we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times\nStill get up ten\nThey still mad about that Grammy\nThey still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club\nAnd I went diamond\nHoes tried rebranding, revamped it\nBut ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\nYou gotta love it\nNiggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\nI tried to come in peace\nThey tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P\n\nI want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\nI want them dead\nI know they heard a bitch was coming\nAnd they scared\nI wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch\nThen you a opp\nIf you with that bitch\nWhen I come get her, you gon' die\nRap, beam, shot, bap\n\nOh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all begging for their life\nYou playing with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh-oh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.87] Grammy-Award-winning recording artist\n[00:02.65] Cardi B, known for her chart-topping hits\n[00:04.72] Now stands accused of a crime spree\n[00:06.80] That has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:09.45] National rap superstar is on the run\n[00:11.02] After being linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:13.97] And report any sightings immediately\n[00:15.91] According to police, the victim\n[00:18.37] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.28] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly\n[00:23.19] Several female rappers\n[00:25.07] If these allegations are true\n[00:26.90] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters\n[00:28.74] In music history\n[00:44.52] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:47.71] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.19] I took that demon to the ride\n[00:52.61] I'm goin' fast (Fast)\n[00:54.76] \"Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch?\"\n[00:57.45] She looking back\n[00:59.05] I know these bitches in my shadow\n[01:00.66] Feel so cold\n[01:02.79] I don't think these bitches know\n[01:04.62] I want their heads, I want them begging for their life\n[01:08.23] I want them dead\n[01:09.94] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[01:11.88] And they scared\n[01:13.24] I wanna pull they lace fronts off they heads\n[01:15.00] I want all these bitches dead\n[01:18.13] Can't compete with me\n[01:19.23] I'm not the one\n[01:20.59] I tell hoes to suck my dick\n[01:22.28] They put their hair up in a bun\n[01:24.15] I let these bitches see\n[01:25.49] I should've left these hoes with none\n[01:26.94] Never smart to beef with me\n[01:28.37] What can I say?\n[01:29.47] These hoes be dumb\n[01:30.45] Bitches love to die young\n[01:31.63] Look, the water fountain\n[01:32.75] Put my toes in it\n[01:33.54] Music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.70] My coochie and my business\n[01:35.87] These bitches love putting they nose in it\n[01:38.18] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head\n[01:39.61] Before I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.09] Like, pow, pow, pow\n[01:43.65] Now she can bowl with it\n[01:44.72] They say, \"Cardi, you tweaking,\"\n[01:45.93] Nah, I don't be tweaking enough\n[01:47.22] Bitches be doing shit\n[01:48.57] And I be letting it slide\n[01:49.49] I don't be bringing it up\n[01:50.39] Bitches be out here telling lies about me\n[01:51.99] And y'all just be eating it up\n[01:53.23] But when I drag it to hell\n[01:54.63] \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.79] She say my name, she getting belt\n[01:58.15] She think I'm playing, she getting belt\n[01:59.35] When we go in the store\n[02:01.01] Don't touch nothing\n[02:01.99] You complain or you getting belt\n[02:03.12] I cried three hundred days last year\n[02:04.48] And none of y'all called me up\n[02:06.06] And like those tears that ran down my cheek\n[02:07.63] Y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.31] Guess who drop a thousand times\n[02:11.03] And none of it's working?\n[02:12.19] Guess who doing shows for damn near free\n[02:14.27] And pockets hurting?\n[02:15.56] Guess who make sure that she play nice\n[02:17.75] When we in person?\n[02:18.82] And guess who done bodied up more bitches\n[02:20.65] Than they surgeon? Uh\n[02:22.30] I'm collecting body bags like they purses\n[02:25.79] I don't even rap no more, I drive hearses\n[02:27.87] Bitches got some nerve and them be nervous (Ah-ah-ah)\n[02:31.49] Don't tell me, tell customer service\n[02:34.64] Not for nothing, I'm that bitch\n[02:35.69] I look good, plus I'm thick\n[02:36.93] If you get money and you cute\n[02:38.45] Then, bae, you basically my twin\n[02:40.06] You been here since \"Washpoppin,\"\n[02:41.71] Then we basically locked in\n[02:43.26] You done seen me get knocked down nine times\n[02:44.96] Still get up ten\n[02:46.43] They still mad about that Grammy\n[02:47.98] They still mad that I'm still poppin'\n[02:49.34] They still mad that they don't play her in the club\n[02:51.10] And I went diamond\n[02:52.93] Hoes tried rebranding, revamped it\n[02:55.05] But ain't do nothin'\n[02:56.39] Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic\n[02:58.06] You gotta love it\n[03:00.13] Niggas tweaking, yup, in front of the world, what?\n[03:02.44] How you do a bitch like that if I'm your—, huh\n[03:05.99] I tried to come in peace\n[03:08.36] They tore me into pieces\n[03:10.85] Now I gotta R-I-P\n[03:12.08] I want their heads, I want 'em begging for their life\n[03:16.03] I want them dead\n[03:17.71] I know they heard a bitch was coming\n[03:19.41] And they scared\n[03:20.64] I wanna pull their lace fronts off they heads\n[03:22.86] I want all these bitches dead\n[03:25.32] If you not my bitch, you just a bitch\n[03:26.83] Then you a opp\n[03:28.14] If you with that bitch\n[03:29.31] When I come get her, you gon' die\n[03:30.98] Rap, beam, shot, bap\n[03:33.83] Oh-ooh, I want all these bitches dead\n[03:38.43] Gone and deceased, capisce\n[03:41.03] No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n[03:42.58] Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n[03:46.65] Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n[03:50.50] Enemies all begging for their life\n[03:52.94] You playing with me, won't make it through the night\n[03:57.19] I'll do more than everything that's right\n[03:59.77] Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n[04:04.09] Dead, dead, dead, ooh-oh\n[04:14.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead (feat. 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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Uh\n\nI'm collectin' body bags like they purses\nIon even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all beggin' for their life\nYou playin' with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.66] Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n[00:05.04] Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:10.07] International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:14.28] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.46] Accordin' to police, the victims\n[00:18.47] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.87] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n[00:25.16] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.26] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:45.32] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:48.09] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.44] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:54.56] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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These hos be dumb\n[01:30.12] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.92] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.99] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.02] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.34] Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n[01:44.28] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.36] Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.23] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n[01:53.22] But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.58] She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n[01:59.40] When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n[02:02.50] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.84] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.37] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.36] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.59] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.52] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? 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She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n  Bitches love to die young, look\n\n  The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\n  They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\n  She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\n  Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\n  I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n"},{"id":25174275,"name":"Dead feat. 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\nLike, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\nBut when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collectin' body bags like they purses\nIon even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all beggin' for their life\nYou playin' with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n[00:05.02] Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:10.05] International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:14.29] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.44] Accordin' to police, the victims\n[00:18.50] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.86] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n[00:25.17] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.21] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:45.38] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:48.07] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.50] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:54.52] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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These hos be dumb\n  start_ms: 87240\n  end_ms: 90100\n- text: Bitches love to die young, look\n  start_ms: 90100\n  end_ms: 91950\n- text: The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  start_ms: 91950\n  end_ms: 94930\n- text: My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  start_ms: 94930\n  end_ms: 98080\n- text: Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  start_ms: 98080\n  end_ms: 101320\n- text: Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n  start_ms: 101320\n  end_ms: 104240\n- text: They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  start_ms: 104240\n  end_ms: 107330\n- text: Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  start_ms: 107330\n  end_ms: 110240\n- text: Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  start_ms: 110240\n  end_ms: 113210\n- text: But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n  start_ms: 113210\n  end_ms: 116540\n- text: She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  start_ms: 116540\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122500\n- text: I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  start_ms: 122500\n  end_ms: 125890\n- text: And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n  start_ms: 125890\n  end_ms: 129390\n- text: Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  start_ms: 129390\n  end_ms: 132350\n- text: Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  start_ms: 132350\n  end_ms: 135540\n- text: Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  start_ms: 135540\n  end_ms: 138590\n- text: And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n  start_ms: 138590\n  end_ms: 142040\n- text: I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  start_ms: 142040\n  end_ms: 145810\n- text: Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  start_ms: 145810\n  end_ms: 148600\n- text: Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  start_ms: 148600\n  end_ms: 151760\n- text: Don't tell me, tell customer service\n  start_ms: 151760\n  end_ms: 155220\n- text: Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  start_ms: 155220\n  end_ms: 157130\n- text: If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  start_ms: 157130\n  end_ms: 160150\n- text: You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  start_ms: 160150\n  end_ms: 163290\n- text: You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n  start_ms: 163290\n  end_ms: 166650\n- text: They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  start_ms: 166650\n  end_ms: 169590\n- text: They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  start_ms: 169590\n  end_ms: 172740\n- text: Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  start_ms: 172740\n  end_ms: 176140\n- text: Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n  start_ms: 176140\n  end_ms: 179190\n- text: Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  start_ms: 179190\n  end_ms: 182600\n- text: How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  start_ms: 182600\n  end_ms: 185750\n- text: I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  start_ms: 185750\n  end_ms: 189450\n- text: Now I gotta R-I-P it\n  start_ms: 189450\n  end_ms: 192610\n- text: I want they heads\n  start_ms: 192610\n  end_ms: 194830\n- text: I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  start_ms: 194830\n  end_ms: 197570\n- text: I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  start_ms: 197570\n  end_ms: 200360\n- text: I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  start_ms: 200360\n  end_ms: 203650\n- text: I want all these bitches dead\n  start_ms: 203650\n  end_ms: 205310\n- text: If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  start_ms: 205310\n  end_ms: 208170\n- text: If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  start_ms: 208170\n  end_ms: 211700\n- text: Red beam, shot, bah\n  start_ms: 211700\n  end_ms: 214500\n- text: Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  start_ms: 214500\n  end_ms: 218770\n- text: Gone and deceased, capisce\n  start_ms: 218770\n  end_ms: 221090\n- text: No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  start_ms: 221090\n  end_ms: 223970\n- text: Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n  start_ms: 223970\n  end_ms: 226920\n- text: Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  start_ms: 226920\n  end_ms: 230730\n- text: Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  start_ms: 230730\n  end_ms: 233680\n- text: You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  start_ms: 233680\n  end_ms: 236760\n- text: I'll do more than everything that's right\n  start_ms: 236760\n  end_ms: 239450\n- text: Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  start_ms: 239450\n  end_ms: 244570\n- text: Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n  start_ms: 244570\n  end_ms: 253810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 253810\nplain: |-\n  Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n  Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n  International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n  Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  Accordin' to police, the victims\n\n  Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n  Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n  If these allegations are true\n  It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n  I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n  Bitches love to die young, look\n\n  The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\n  They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\n  She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\n  Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\n  I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n"},{"id":24333185,"name":"Dead (feat. 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She lookin' back\nI know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\nI don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\n\nCan't compete with me, I'm not the one\nI tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\nI let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\nNever smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\nBitches love to die young, look\n\nThe water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\nMy coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\nTell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\nLike, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\nThey say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\nBitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\nBitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\nBut when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\nShe say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\nWhen we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\nI cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\nAnd like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\nGuess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\nGuess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\nGuess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\nAnd guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\nI'm collectin' body bags like they purses\nIon even rap no more, I drive hearses\nBitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\nDon't tell me, tell customer service\n\nNot for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\nIf you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\nYou been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\nYou done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\nThey still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\nThey still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\nHos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\nHad another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\nNiggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\nHow you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\nI tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\nNow I gotta R-I-P it\n\nI want they heads\nI want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\nI know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\nI wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\nI want all these bitches dead\nIf you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\nIf you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\nRed beam, shot, bah\n\nOh, I want all these bitches dead\nGone and deceased, capisce\nNo, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\nLord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\nMan, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\nEnemies all beggin' for their life\nYou playin' with me, won't make it through the night\nI'll do more than everything that's right\nMan, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\nDead, dead, dead, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.68] Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n[00:05.02] Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n[00:10.05] International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n[00:14.29] Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n[00:16.44] Accordin' to police, the victims\n[00:18.50] Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n[00:20.86] Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n[00:25.17] If these allegations are true\n[00:27.21] It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n[00:45.38] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:48.07] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[00:51.50] I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n[00:54.52] Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? 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These hos be dumb\n[01:30.10] Bitches love to die young, look\n[01:31.95] The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n[01:34.93] My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n[01:38.08] Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n[01:41.32] Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n[01:44.24] They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n[01:47.33] Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n[01:50.24] Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n[01:53.21] But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n[01:56.54] She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n[01:59.39] When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n[02:02.50] I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n[02:05.89] And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n[02:09.39] Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n[02:12.35] Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n[02:15.54] Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n[02:18.59] And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? 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Summer Walker)\n  artist: Cardi B\n  album: AM I THE DRAMA?\n  duration_ms: 268000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n  start_ms: 680\n  end_ms: 5020\n- text: Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n  start_ms: 5020\n  end_ms: 10050\n- text: International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n  start_ms: 10050\n  end_ms: 14290\n- text: Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  start_ms: 14290\n  end_ms: 16440\n- text: Accordin' to police, the victims\n  start_ms: 16440\n  end_ms: 18500\n- text: Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n  start_ms: 18500\n  end_ms: 20860\n- text: Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n  start_ms: 20860\n  end_ms: 25170\n- text: If these allegations are true\n  start_ms: 25170\n  end_ms: 27210\n- text: It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n  start_ms: 27210\n  end_ms: 45380\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 45380\n  end_ms: 48070\n- text: Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 48070\n  end_ms: 51500\n- text: I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  start_ms: 51500\n  end_ms: 54520\n- text: Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n  start_ms: 54520\n  end_ms: 58700\n- text: I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  start_ms: 58700\n  end_ms: 62520\n- text: I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  start_ms: 62520\n  end_ms: 66800\n- text: I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  start_ms: 66800\n  end_ms: 69960\n- text: I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  start_ms: 69960\n  end_ms: 72920\n- text: I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  start_ms: 72920\n  end_ms: 75930\n- text: I want all these bitches dead\n  start_ms: 75930\n  end_ms: 77360\n- text: Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  start_ms: 77360\n  end_ms: 80600\n- text: I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  start_ms: 80600\n  end_ms: 84210\n- text: I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  start_ms: 84210\n  end_ms: 87240\n- text: Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n  start_ms: 87240\n  end_ms: 90100\n- text: Bitches love to die young, look\n  start_ms: 90100\n  end_ms: 91950\n- text: The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  start_ms: 91950\n  end_ms: 94930\n- text: My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  start_ms: 94930\n  end_ms: 98080\n- text: Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  start_ms: 98080\n  end_ms: 101320\n- text: Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n  start_ms: 101320\n  end_ms: 104240\n- text: They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  start_ms: 104240\n  end_ms: 107330\n- text: Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  start_ms: 107330\n  end_ms: 110240\n- text: Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  start_ms: 110240\n  end_ms: 113210\n- text: But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n  start_ms: 113210\n  end_ms: 116540\n- text: She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  start_ms: 116540\n  end_ms: 119390\n- text: When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  start_ms: 119390\n  end_ms: 122500\n- text: I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  start_ms: 122500\n  end_ms: 125890\n- text: And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n  start_ms: 125890\n  end_ms: 129390\n- text: Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  start_ms: 129390\n  end_ms: 132350\n- text: Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  start_ms: 132350\n  end_ms: 135540\n- text: Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  start_ms: 135540\n  end_ms: 138590\n- text: And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n  start_ms: 138590\n  end_ms: 142040\n- text: I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  start_ms: 142040\n  end_ms: 145810\n- text: Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  start_ms: 145810\n  end_ms: 148600\n- text: Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  start_ms: 148600\n  end_ms: 151760\n- text: Don't tell me, tell customer service\n  start_ms: 151760\n  end_ms: 155220\n- text: Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  start_ms: 155220\n  end_ms: 157130\n- text: If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  start_ms: 157130\n  end_ms: 160150\n- text: You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  start_ms: 160150\n  end_ms: 163290\n- text: You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n  start_ms: 163290\n  end_ms: 166650\n- text: They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  start_ms: 166650\n  end_ms: 169590\n- text: They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  start_ms: 169590\n  end_ms: 172740\n- text: Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  start_ms: 172740\n  end_ms: 176140\n- text: Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n  start_ms: 176140\n  end_ms: 179190\n- text: Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  start_ms: 179190\n  end_ms: 182600\n- text: How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  start_ms: 182600\n  end_ms: 185750\n- text: I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  start_ms: 185750\n  end_ms: 189450\n- text: Now I gotta R-I-P it\n  start_ms: 189450\n  end_ms: 192610\n- text: I want they heads\n  start_ms: 192610\n  end_ms: 194830\n- text: I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  start_ms: 194830\n  end_ms: 197570\n- text: I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  start_ms: 197570\n  end_ms: 200360\n- text: I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  start_ms: 200360\n  end_ms: 203650\n- text: I want all these bitches dead\n  start_ms: 203650\n  end_ms: 205310\n- text: If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  start_ms: 205310\n  end_ms: 208170\n- text: If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  start_ms: 208170\n  end_ms: 211700\n- text: Red beam, shot, bah\n  start_ms: 211700\n  end_ms: 214500\n- text: Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  start_ms: 214500\n  end_ms: 218770\n- text: Gone and deceased, capisce\n  start_ms: 218770\n  end_ms: 221090\n- text: No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  start_ms: 221090\n  end_ms: 223970\n- text: Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n  start_ms: 223970\n  end_ms: 226920\n- text: Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  start_ms: 226920\n  end_ms: 230730\n- text: Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  start_ms: 230730\n  end_ms: 233680\n- text: You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  start_ms: 233680\n  end_ms: 236760\n- text: I'll do more than everything that's right\n  start_ms: 236760\n  end_ms: 239450\n- text: Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  start_ms: 239450\n  end_ms: 244570\n- text: Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n  start_ms: 244570\n  end_ms: 253810\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 253810\nplain: |-\n  Grammy-Award-winnin' recordin' artist Cardi B, known for her chart-toppin' hits\n  Now stands accused of a crime spree that has left a trail of devastation and fear\n  International rap superstar is on the run after bein' linked to a series of brutal killings\n  Remain vigilant and report any sightings immediately\n  Accordin' to police, the victims\n\n  Cardi B, who has always been a controversial\n  Bloggers, journalists, and most chillingly, several female rappers\n  If these allegations are true\n  It will undoubtedly be one of the darkest chapters in music history\n\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n  Yeah, yeah, yeah\n\n  I took that demon to the ride, I'm goin' fast (fast)\n  Mirror, mirror, who the baddest bitch? She lookin' back\n  I know these bitches in my shadow feel so cold\n  I don't think these bitches know, I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n\n  Can't compete with me, I'm not the one\n  I tell hos to suck my dick, they put they hair up in a bun\n  I let these bitches see, I shoulda left these hos with nothin'\n  Never smart to beef with me, what can I say? These hos be dumb\n  Bitches love to die young, look\n\n  The water fountain, put my toes in it, music fire, put my soul in it\n  My coochie and my business, these bitches love puttin' they nose in it\n  Tell a bitch, \"You better use your head 'fore I come there, put a hole in it\"\n  Like, baow, baow-baow, now she can bowl wit' it\n\n  They say, \"Cardi, you tweakin',\" nah, I don't be tweakin' enough\n  Bitches be doin' shit and I be lettin' it slide, and I don't be bringin' it up\n  Bitches be out here tellin' lies about me and y'all just be eatin' it up\n  But when I drag her to Hell, \"Cardi, you evil as fuck\"\n\n  She say my name, she gettin' belt, she think I'm playin', she gettin' belt\n  When we go in the store, don't touch nothin', you complain or you gettin' belt\n  I cried 300 days last year and none of y'all called me up\n  And like those tears that ran down my cheek, y'all 'bout to be salty as fuck, girl\n\n  Guess who drop a thousand times and none of it's workin'?\n  Guess who doin' shows for damn near free and pockets hurtin'?\n  Guess who make sure that she play nice when we in person?\n  And guess who done bodied up more bitches than they surgeon? Uh\n\n  I'm collectin' body bags like they purses\n  Ion even rap no more, I drive hearses\n  Bitches got some nerve and then be nervous (ah-ah-ah)\n  Don't tell me, tell customer service\n\n  Not for nothin', I'm that bitch, I look good, plus I'm thick\n  If you get money and you cute, then, bae, you basically my twin\n  You been here since \"Washpoppin,\" then we basically locked in\n  You done seen me get knocked down nine times, still get up ten\n\n  They still mad about that Grammy, they still mad that I'm still poppin'\n  They still mad that they don't play her in the club and I went diamond\n  Hos tried rebrandin', revampin', but ain't do nothin'\n  Had another baby, I was pre-eclamptic, you gotta love it\n\n  Niggas tweakin', yup, in front of the world, what?\n  How you do a bitch like that if I'm your, huh\n  I tried to come in peace, they tore me into pieces\n  Now I gotta R-I-P it\n\n  I want they heads\n  I want 'em beggin' for they life, I want 'em dead\n  I know they heard a bitch was comin' and they scared\n  I wanna pull the lace fronts off they heads\n  I want all these bitches dead\n  If you not my bitch, you just a bitch, then you an opp\n  If you with that bitch, when I come get her, you gon' die\n  Red beam, shot, bah\n\n  Oh, I want all these bitches dead\n  Gone and deceased, capisce\n  No, I won't rest 'til all these bitches sleep\n  Lord give me the strength 'cause all these bitches weak\n\n  Man, I swear, I want these bitches all dead\n  Enemies all beggin' for their life\n  You playin' with me, won't make it through the night\n  I'll do more than everything that's right\n  Man, I swear that I want these bitches all dead\n  Dead, dead, dead, ooh\n"}]