[{"id":20881950,"name":"OverDose","trackName":"OverDose","artistName":"Conway The Machine","albumName":"Eif 2: Eat What U Kill","duration":154.070204,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Spray the whip while it's sittin' in park (brrt)\nBullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark (cap)\nAnd the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh)\nHe just put a clip in and spark, on foot, dip in the park\nHuh, every time I write in the dark\nAll my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (whoo)\nEvery time a nigga drop, he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art\nI will rip it apart\n\nOne verse (one verse), pushin' gelato with my lung first (cap)\nFuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first (cap)\nFuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?)\nIf it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug your son first\nHit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom, boom)\nFuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse\nIf it ain't 'bout a dollar, I don't converse\nShooter got blood thirst stabbed in my back so much, love hurts\n\nI'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin'\nLike me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (whoo)\nUh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it\nAnd I didn't jot it, I thought it (cap)\nHa, nigga why is you talkin'?\nYou knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy\nAnd I'm probably the hardest\nMy young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless\n\nI don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of a artist\nShottie blow his body out of the orbit (hah)\nAnd that's mission accomplished\nThese niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded (brrt)\nYeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience\nI'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen with Bronson\nGot a bitch with me, I never hit with a condom (hahaha)\nThey forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em (cap)\n\nSee how I'm killin' 'em slime\nWithout pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him? Nigga\nAnd we like lemon and lime\nThat's two different vibes, you got venom inside\nSnake nigga, fake nigga, you just slither in hidin'\nYou would've pulled up if it was really a problem, nigga (you would've pulled up, nigga)\nStreets know that I'm really a problem\nWe can't get you then we visit ya mom (huh, huh, huh)\n\nAnd nigga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the TEC (brrt)\nHollow tips blew off'll chew off ya flesh\nCoke turn ya nose red like Rudolph, the best (hah)\nFuck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, nigga (boom-boom-boom!)\nAnd I am what you call a threat, to y'all\nScrew y'all, I will shoot off the sket, through y'all (pssh)\nAll the raw I will move off the step, who y'all\nNigga, I am what you call a vet, uh (the Machine, nigga)\n\nYeah\nAlchemist, yeah\nYou see how effortless this shit is, nigga?\nHaha, niggas not fuckin' with me on nobody, nigga\nNobody, this shit is easy, nigga\nHaha, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.91] Spray the whip while it's sittin' in park (brrt)\n[00:03.03] Bullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark (cap)\n[00:05.22] And the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh)\n[00:07.03] He just put a clip in and spark, on foot, dip in the park\n[00:10.12] Huh, every time I write in the dark\n[00:11.84] All my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (whoo)\n[00:15.08] Every time a nigga drop, he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art\n[00:18.50] I will rip it apart\n[00:19.59] One verse (one verse), pushin' gelato with my lung first (cap)\n[00:22.08] Fuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first (cap)\n[00:24.35] Fuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?)\n[00:26.64] If it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug your son first\n[00:29.79] Hit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom, boom)\n[00:31.44] Fuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse\n[00:34.01] If it ain't 'bout a dollar, I don't converse\n[00:35.99] Shooter got blood thirst stabbed in my back so much, love hurts\n[00:39.05] I'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin'\n[00:41.52] Like me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (whoo)\n[00:43.32] Uh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it\n[00:46.44] And I didn't jot it, I thought it (cap)\n[00:48.08] Ha, nigga why is you talkin'?\n[00:50.04] You knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy\n[00:53.58] And I'm probably the hardest\n[00:54.94] My young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless\n[00:58.44] I don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of a artist\n[01:00.89] Shottie blow his body out of the orbit (hah)\n[01:03.09] And that's mission accomplished\n[01:04.45] These niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded (brrt)\n[01:07.14] Yeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience\n[01:09.61] I'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen with Bronson\n[01:12.24] Got a bitch with me, I never hit with a condom (hahaha)\n[01:14.47] They forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em (cap)\n[01:17.05] See how I'm killin' 'em slime\n[01:18.56] Without pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him? Nigga\n[01:21.80] And we like lemon and lime\n[01:23.26] That's two different vibes, you got venom inside\n[01:25.60] Snake nigga, fake nigga, you just slither in hidin'\n[01:28.39] You would've pulled up if it was really a problem, nigga (you would've pulled up, nigga)\n[01:31.26] Streets know that I'm really a problem\n[01:33.18] We can't get you then we visit ya mom (huh, huh, huh)\n[01:34.97] And nigga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the TEC (brrt)\n[01:38.12] Hollow tips blew off'll chew off ya flesh\n[01:40.22] Coke turn ya nose red like Rudolph, the best (hah)\n[01:42.57] Fuck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, nigga (boom-boom-boom!)\n[01:45.66] And I am what you call a threat, to y'all\n[01:47.74] Screw y'all, I will shoot off the sket, through y'all (pssh)\n[01:50.36] All the raw I will move off the step, who y'all\n[01:52.61] Nigga, I am what you call a vet, uh (the Machine, nigga)\n[01:57.16] Yeah\n[01:59.28] Alchemist, yeah\n[02:03.46] You see how effortless this shit is, nigga?\n[02:06.25] Haha, niggas not fuckin' with me on nobody, nigga\n[02:10.64] Nobody, this shit is easy, nigga\n[02:14.54] Haha, yeah\n[02:17.30] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: OverDose\n  artist: Conway The Machine\n  album: 'Eif 2: Eat What U Kill'\n  duration_ms: 154070\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Spray the whip while it's sittin' in park (brrt)\n  start_ms: 910\n  end_ms: 3030\n- text: Bullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark (cap)\n  start_ms: 3030\n  end_ms: 5220\n- text: And the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh)\n  start_ms: 5220\n  end_ms: 7030\n- text: He just put a clip in and spark, on foot, dip in the park\n  start_ms: 7030\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: Huh, every time I write in the dark\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11840\n- text: All my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (whoo)\n  start_ms: 11840\n  end_ms: 15080\n- text: Every time a nigga drop, he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art\n  start_ms: 15080\n  end_ms: 18500\n- text: I will rip it apart\n  start_ms: 18500\n  end_ms: 19590\n- text: One verse (one verse), pushin' gelato with my lung first (cap)\n  start_ms: 19590\n  end_ms: 22080\n- text: Fuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first (cap)\n  start_ms: 22080\n  end_ms: 24350\n- text: Fuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?)\n  start_ms: 24350\n  end_ms: 26640\n- text: If it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug your son first\n  start_ms: 26640\n  end_ms: 29790\n- text: Hit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom, boom)\n  start_ms: 29790\n  end_ms: 31440\n- text: Fuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse\n  start_ms: 31440\n  end_ms: 34010\n- text: If it ain't 'bout a dollar, I don't converse\n  start_ms: 34010\n  end_ms: 35990\n- text: Shooter got blood thirst stabbed in my back so much, love hurts\n  start_ms: 35990\n  end_ms: 39050\n- text: I'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin'\n  start_ms: 39050\n  end_ms: 41520\n- text: Like me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (whoo)\n  start_ms: 41520\n  end_ms: 43320\n- text: Uh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it\n  start_ms: 43320\n  end_ms: 46440\n- text: And I didn't jot it, I thought it (cap)\n  start_ms: 46440\n  end_ms: 48080\n- text: Ha, nigga why is you talkin'?\n  start_ms: 48080\n  end_ms: 50040\n- text: You knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy\n  start_ms: 50040\n  end_ms: 53580\n- text: And I'm probably the hardest\n  start_ms: 53580\n  end_ms: 54940\n- text: My young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless\n  start_ms: 54940\n  end_ms: 58440\n- text: I don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of a artist\n  start_ms: 58440\n  end_ms: 60890\n- text: Shottie blow his body out of the orbit (hah)\n  start_ms: 60890\n  end_ms: 63090\n- text: And that's mission accomplished\n  start_ms: 63090\n  end_ms: 64450\n- text: These niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded (brrt)\n  start_ms: 64450\n  end_ms: 67140\n- text: Yeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience\n  start_ms: 67140\n  end_ms: 69610\n- text: I'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen with Bronson\n  start_ms: 69610\n  end_ms: 72240\n- text: Got a bitch with me, I never hit with a condom (hahaha)\n  start_ms: 72240\n  end_ms: 74470\n- text: They forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em (cap)\n  start_ms: 74470\n  end_ms: 77050\n- text: See how I'm killin' 'em slime\n  start_ms: 77050\n  end_ms: 78560\n- text: Without pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him? 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Nigga\n  And we like lemon and lime\n  That's two different vibes, you got venom inside\n  Snake nigga, fake nigga, you just slither in hidin'\n  You would've pulled up if it was really a problem, nigga (you would've pulled up, nigga)\n  Streets know that I'm really a problem\n  We can't get you then we visit ya mom (huh, huh, huh)\n\n  And nigga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the TEC (brrt)\n  Hollow tips blew off'll chew off ya flesh\n  Coke turn ya nose red like Rudolph, the best (hah)\n  Fuck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, nigga (boom-boom-boom!)\n  And I am what you call a threat, to y'all\n  Screw y'all, I will shoot off the sket, through y'all (pssh)\n  All the raw I will move off the step, who y'all\n  Nigga, I am what you call a vet, uh (the Machine, nigga)\n\n  Yeah\n  Alchemist, yeah\n  You see how effortless this shit is, nigga?\n  Haha, niggas not fuckin' with me on nobody, nigga\n  Nobody, this shit is easy, nigga\n  Haha, yeah\n"},{"id":37523707,"name":"OverDose","trackName":"OverDose","artistName":"Conway the Machine","albumName":"Everybody Is F.O.O.D. 2: Eat What U Kill","duration":154.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Spray the whip while it's sittin' in park (brrt)\nBullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark (cap)\nAnd the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh)\nHe just put a clip in and spark, on foot, dip in the park\nHuh, every time I write in the dark\nAll my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (whoo)\nEvery time a nigga drop, he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art\nI will rip it apart\n\nOne verse (one verse), pushin' gelato with my lung first (cap)\nFuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first (cap)\nFuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?)\nIf it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug your son first\nHit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom, boom)\nFuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse\nIf it ain't 'bout a dollar, I don't converse\nShooter got blood thirst stabbed in my back so much, love hurts\n\nI'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin'\nLike me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (whoo)\nUh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it\nAnd I didn't jot it, I thought it (cap)\nHa, nigga why is you talkin'?\nYou knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy\nAnd I'm probably the hardest\nMy young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless\n\nI don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of a artist\nShottie blow his body out of the orbit (hah)\nAnd that's mission accomplished\nThese niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded (brrt)\nYeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience\nI'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen with Bronson\nGot a bitch with me, I never hit with a condom (hahaha)\nThey forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em (cap)\n\nSee how I'm killin' 'em slime\nWithout pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him? Nigga\nAnd we like lemon and lime\nThat's two different vibes, you got venom inside\nSnake nigga, fake nigga, you just slither in hidin'\nYou would've pulled up if it was really a problem, nigga (you would've pulled up, nigga)\nStreets know that I'm really a problem\nWe can't get you then we visit ya mom (huh, huh, huh)\n\nAnd nigga you lost ya bet, silencer, screw off the TEC (brrt)\nHollow tips blew off'll chew off ya flesh\nCoke turn ya nose red like Rudolph, the best (hah)\nFuck ya bulletproof vest, get it blew off ya chest, nigga (boom-boom-boom!)\nAnd I am what you call a threat, to y'all\nScrew y'all, I will shoot off the sket, through y'all (pssh)\nAll the raw I will move off the step, who y'all\nNigga, I am what you call a vet, uh (the Machine, nigga)\n\nYeah\nAlchemist, yeah\nYou see how effortless this shit is, nigga?\nHaha, niggas not fuckin' with me on nobody, nigga\nNobody, this shit is easy, nigga\nHaha, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.91]Spray the whip while it's sittin' in park (brrt)\n[00:03.03]Bullet hit his heart, shit is gettin' dark (cap)\n[00:05.22]And the shooter didn't give it no thought (huh)\n[00:07.03]He just put a clip in and spark, on foot, dip in the park\n[00:10.12]Huh, every time I write in the dark\n[00:11.84]All my lyrics were sharp like a harpoon, I could kill a shark (whoo)\n[00:15.08]Every time a nigga drop, he sayin' it's for the culture and consider it art\n[00:18.50]I will rip it apart\n[00:19.59]One verse (one verse), pushin' gelato with my lung first (cap)\n[00:22.08]Fuck a bitch, I'm 'bout a profit, money come first (cap)\n[00:24.35]Fuck a bitch and I ain't stoppin' 'til she come first (huh?)\n[00:26.64]If it's a problem, bitch, go home and hug your son first\n[00:29.79]Hit him in his chest when my gun burst (boom, boom)\n[00:31.44]Fuck what you did in the streets, bet I done worse\n[00:34.01]If it ain't 'bout a dollar, I don't converse\n[00:35.99]Shooter got blood thirst stabbed in my back so much, love hurts\n[00:39.05]I'm probably a target, just for the way we keep winnin'\n[00:41.52]Like me and Benny, Scottie and Jordan (whoo)\n[00:43.32]Uh, and I'm highly regarded as one of the hottest to record it\n[00:46.44]And I didn't jot it, I thought it (cap)\n[00:48.08]Ha, nigga why is you talkin'?\n[00:50.04]You knew a few shooters, but you was probably extorted, pussy\n[00:53.58]And I'm probably the hardest\n[00:54.94]My young boy on parole for a gun, he still got it regardless\n[00:58.44]I don't rap beef, I will slap shit out of a artist\n[01:00.89]Shottie blow his body out of the orbit (hah)\n[01:03.09]And that's mission accomplished\n[01:04.45]These niggas diss then we empty sticks, that's how my niggas responded (brrt)\n[01:07.14]Yeah, and that body didn't sit on my conscience\n[01:09.61]I'm back smokin' wax in Alchemist kitchen with Bronson\n[01:12.24]Got a bitch with me, I never hit with a condom (hahaha)\n[01:14.47]They forgot I was the illest, I'm finna remind 'em (cap)\n[01:17.05]See how I'm killin' 'em slime\n[01:18.56]Without pennin' a line, why you think Eminem signed him? 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