[{"id":2184751,"name":"Chi‐City","trackName":"Chi‐City","artistName":"Common","albumName":"Be","duration":207.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\nAnd ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\nAnd ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\nAnd ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\nI rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\nTook it out of space and niggaz thought they lost me\nI'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap\nIt ain't ninety-fo', yo, we can't go back\n\nThe game need a makeover\nMy man retired, I'ma takeover\nTell these halftime niggaz, \"Break's over\"\nI'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda\n\nToo many rape the culture\nLeave rappers with careers and they faith over\nIt's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier\nIn the basement, listening to tapes of Ultra-Magnetic\nTo the fact the messiah is black\nI'll turn the TV down, we can 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naw, we don't quit)\nAnd ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\nAnd ya say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\nAnd ya say Chi-City\nCommon Sense, from the city of wind","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.13] And ya say Chi-City\n[00:04.73] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[00:08.83] And ya say Chi-City\n[00:10.18] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[00:13.76] And ya say Chi-City\n[00:15.30] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[00:19.25] And ya say Chi-City\n[00:21.10] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[00:23.38] I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\n[00:26.28] Took it out of space and niggaz thought they lost me\n[00:28.88] I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap\n[00:31.90] It ain't ninety-fo', yo, we can't go back\n[00:34.73] The game need a makeover\n[00:36.48] My man retired, I'ma takeover\n[00:39.16] Tell these halftime niggaz, \"Break's over\"\n[00:42.26] I'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda\n[00:45.61] Too many rape the culture\n[00:47.15] Leave rappers with careers and they faith over\n[00:50.13] It's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier\n[00:53.38] In the basement, listening to tapes of Ultra-Magnetic\n[00:56.62] To the fact the messiah is black\n[00:58.66] I'll turn the TV down, we can take it higher than that\n[01:01.29] I wonder if these whack niggaz realize they whack\n[01:04.23] And they the reason that my people say they tired of rap\n[01:06.89] Inspired by black Muslims and Christians\n[01:09.26] Pushin' cutlasses, dope and other traditions\n[01:12.06] In the conditions of the city, the city\n[01:14.52] The city, the city, the city, the city, come on\n[01:18.68] And ya say Chi-City\n[01:20.28] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[01:23.69] And ya say Chi-City\n[01:26.02] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[01:29.31] And ya say Chi-City\n[01:31.23] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[01:33.89] And ya say Chi-City\n[01:36.36] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[01:37.72] A black figure in the middle of chaos and gunfire\n[01:41.14] So many raps about rims, surprised niggaz ain't become tires\n[01:44.65] On the street you turn cold and then go screech\n[01:47.40] I tell 'em, \"Fuck 'em\" like I do to police\n[01:49.52] The beast is runnin' rampant\n[01:51.24] I'm in between sheets tryin' to have sex that's tantric\n[01:54.00] For the ghetto, tryin' to make a get-up stand-up anthem\n[01:57.34] You spit hot garbage, son of Sanford\n[02:00.12] What you rappin' for, to get fame or get rich?\n[02:02.68] I slap a nigga like you, and tell him, \"Rick James bitch\"\n[02:06.11] With your Hollywood stories on porches\n[02:08.53] We prolly heard stories about who became rich\n[02:11.42] And whatever light they hit, we wanna hit the same switch\n[02:14.24] You didn't know where to aim it, you still remain bitch\n[02:16.81] I'm forever puttin' words together\n[02:18.74] Some'll sever mothers from daughters and fathers from sons\n[02:21.78] The name Com' has never been involved wit' run\n[02:24.50] Unless it's DMC, or runnin' these broads to bein' free\n[02:27.38] I'm harder than the times, you hardly scary\n[02:29.88] Hopin' God's inside you, God is Halle Barry\n[02:32.65] They ask me where hip-hop is goin', it's Chicagoan\n[02:35.95] Poery's in motion like a picture now showin'\n[02:38.40] It's the city, the city y'all, the city\n[02:41.75] Uh, the city y'all, come on\n[02:44.52] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:46.90] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:50.05] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:51.83] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:54.93] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:57.25] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:00.39] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:03.04] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:05.78] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:08.54] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:11.35] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:13.29] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:16.30] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:18.66] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:21.34] And ya say 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stop, nah, we don't quit)\nYeah, and you say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\nYeah, and you say Chi-City\n(We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\nYeah, and you say Chi-City\nCommon Sense, from the city of wind","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.25] And you say Chi-City\n[00:04.56] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[00:07.28] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[00:09.96] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[00:12.56] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[00:15.33] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[00:18.17] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[00:20.87] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[00:23.11] I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\n[00:26.15] Took it outta space and niggas thought they lost me\n[00:28.59] I'm back like a chiropract with b-boy survival rap\n[00:31.73] It ain't '94 Joe, we can't go back\n[00:34.39] The game need a makeover\n[00:36.28] My man retired, I'ma take over\n[00:39.14] Tell these halftime niggas break's over\n[00:42.52] I'm raw, hustlers getcha bakin' 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Chi-City\n[03:18.30] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[03:20.97] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:24.54] Common Sense, from the city of wind","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Chi-City\n  artist: Common\n  album: Be\n  duration_ms: 207000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 3250\n  end_ms: 4560\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 4560\n  end_ms: 7280\n- text: Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 7280\n  end_ms: 9960\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 9960\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 15330\n  end_ms: 18170\n- text: Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 18170\n  end_ms: 20870\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 20870\n  end_ms: 23110\n- text: I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\n  start_ms: 23110\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: Took it 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niggaz ain't become tires\n[01:44.65] On the street you turn cold and then go screech\n[01:47.40] I tell 'em, \"Fuck 'em\" like I do to police\n[01:49.52] The beast is runnin' rampant\n[01:51.24] I'm in between sheets tryin' to have sex that's tantric\n[01:54.00] For the ghetto, tryin' to make a get-up stand-up anthem\n[01:57.34] You spit hot garbage, son of Sanford\n[02:00.12] What you rappin' for, to get fame or get rich?\n[02:02.68] I slap a nigga like you, and tell him, \"Rick James bitch\"\n[02:06.11] With your Hollywood stories on porches\n[02:08.53] We prolly heard stories about who became rich\n[02:11.42] And whatever light they hit, we wanna hit the same switch\n[02:14.24] You didn't know where to aim it, you still remain bitch\n[02:16.81] I'm forever puttin' words together\n[02:18.74] Some'll sever mothers from daughters and fathers from sons\n[02:21.78] The name Com' has never been involved wit' run\n[02:24.50] Unless it's DMC, or runnin' these broads to bein' free\n[02:27.38] I'm harder than the times, you hardly scary\n[02:29.88] Hopin' God's inside you, God is Halle Barry\n[02:32.65] They ask me where hip-hop is goin', it's Chicagoan\n[02:35.95] Poery's in motion like a picture now showin'\n[02:38.40] It's the city, the city y'all, the city\n[02:41.75] Uh, the city y'all, come on\n[02:44.52] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:46.90] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:50.05] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:51.83] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:54.93] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:57.25] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:00.39] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:03.04] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:05.78] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:08.54] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:11.35] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:13.29] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:16.30] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:18.66] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:21.34] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:24.32] Common Sense, from the city of wind\n[03:27.23] 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Chi-City\n[01:20.08] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[01:22.36] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[01:25.30] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[01:28.17] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[01:30.65] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[01:33.42] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[01:36.18] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[01:37.63] A black figure, in the middle of chaos and gun fire\n[01:40.99] So many raps about rims, surprised niggas ain't become tires\n[01:44.39] On the street you turn code and then go screech\n[01:47.10] I tell 'em \"fuck 'em\" like I do to police\n[01:49.12] The beast in runnin' rampant\n[01:50.68] I'm in between sheets tryna have sex that's tantric\n[01:53.72] For the ghetto, tryna make a get-up stand-up anthem\n[01:56.98] You spit hot garbage son of Sanford\n[01:59.71] What you rappin' for to get fame or get rich?\n[02:02.34] I slap a nigga like you\n[02:04.05] And tell 'em Rick James, bitch\n[02:05.66] With your Hollywood stories on porches\n[02:08.19] We poli' 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quit)\n[02:59.39] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:02.23] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[03:04.72] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:07.54] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[03:10.30] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:13.11] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[03:15.54] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:18.30] (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n[03:20.97] Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n[03:24.54] Common Sense, from the city of wind","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Chi City\n  artist: Common\n  album: Communication\n  duration_ms: 209000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 3250\n  end_ms: 4560\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 4560\n  end_ms: 7280\n- text: Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 7280\n  end_ms: 9960\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 9960\n  end_ms: 12560\n- text: Yeah, and you say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 12560\n  end_ms: 15330\n- text: (We don't stop, nah, we don't 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rich\n[02:11.42] And whatever light they hit, we wanna hit the same switch\n[02:14.24] You didn't know where to aim it, you still remain bitch\n[02:16.81] I'm forever puttin' words together\n[02:18.74] Some'll sever mothers from daughters and fathers from sons\n[02:21.78] The name Com' has never been involved wit' run\n[02:24.50] Unless it's DMC, or runnin' these broads to bein' free\n[02:27.38] I'm harder than the times, you hardly scary\n[02:29.88] Hopin' God's inside you, God is Halle Barry\n[02:32.65] They ask me where hip-hop is goin', it's Chicagoan\n[02:35.95] Poery's in motion like a picture now showin'\n[02:38.40] It's the city, the city y'all, the city\n[02:41.75] Uh, the city y'all, come on\n[02:44.52] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:46.90] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:50.05] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:51.83] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[02:54.93] And ya say Chi-City\n[02:57.25] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:00.39] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:03.04] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:05.78] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:08.54] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:11.35] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:13.29] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:16.30] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:18.66] (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n[03:21.34] And ya say Chi-City\n[03:24.32] Common Sense, from the city of wind\n[03:27.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: C1 - Chi-City\n  artist: Common\n  album: Be (Instrumentals)\n  duration_ms: 207984\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And ya say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 3130\n  end_ms: 4730\n- text: (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 4730\n  end_ms: 8830\n- text: And ya say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 8830\n  end_ms: 10180\n- text: (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 10180\n  end_ms: 13760\n- text: And ya say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 13760\n  end_ms: 15300\n- text: (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 15300\n  end_ms: 19250\n- text: And ya say Chi-City\n  start_ms: 19250\n  end_ms: 21100\n- text: (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  start_ms: 21100\n  end_ms: 23380\n- text: I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\n  start_ms: 23380\n  end_ms: 26280\n- text: Took it out of space and niggaz thought they lost me\n  start_ms: 26280\n  end_ms: 28880\n- text: I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap\n  start_ms: 28880\n  end_ms: 31900\n- text: It ain't ninety-fo', yo, we can't go back\n  start_ms: 31900\n  end_ms: 34730\n- text: The game need a makeover\n  start_ms: 34730\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: My man retired, I'ma takeover\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 39160\n- text: Tell these halftime niggaz, \"Break's over\"\n  start_ms: 39160\n  end_ms: 42260\n- text: I'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda\n  start_ms: 42260\n  end_ms: 45610\n- text: Too many rape the culture\n  start_ms: 45610\n  end_ms: 47150\n- text: Leave rappers with careers and they faith over\n  start_ms: 47150\n  end_ms: 50130\n- text: It's a war goin' on, 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Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\n  I rap with the passion of Christ, nigga, cross me\n  Took it out of space and niggaz thought they lost me\n  I'm back like a chiroprac' with b-boy survival rap\n  It ain't ninety-fo', yo, we can't go back\n\n  The game need a makeover\n  My man retired, I'ma takeover\n  Tell these halftime niggaz, \"Break's over\"\n  I'm raw, hustlas get your baking soda\n\n  Too many rape the culture\n  Leave rappers with careers and they faith over\n  It's a war goin' on, you can't fake bein' a soldier\n  In the basement, listening to tapes of Ultra-Magnetic\n  To the fact the messiah is black\n  I'll turn the TV down, we can take it higher than that\n\n  I wonder if these whack niggaz realize they whack\n  And they the reason that my people say they tired of 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porches\n  We prolly heard stories about who became rich\n  And whatever light they hit, we wanna hit the same switch\n\n  You didn't know where to aim it, you still remain bitch\n  I'm forever puttin' words together\n  Some'll sever mothers from daughters and fathers from sons\n  The name Com' has never been involved wit' run\n\n  Unless it's DMC, or runnin' these broads to bein' free\n  I'm harder than the times, you hardly scary\n  Hopin' God's inside you, God is Halle Barry\n  They ask me where hip-hop is goin', it's Chicagoan\n  Poery's in motion like a picture now showin'\n  It's the city, the city y'all, the city\n  Uh, the city y'all, come on\n\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  (We don't stop, naw, we don't quit)\n  And ya say Chi-City\n  Common Sense, from the city of wind\n"}]