[{"id":37684322,"name":"Get Down (club mix)","trackName":"Get Down (club mix)","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Get Down","duration":238.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah-hah\n\nNow who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen\nKeeps 'em buzzin' thinking that they phat when they wasn't\nWelcome to the world of Mack (what?) or Mackman\nLike Biggie Smalls might say \"I eat 'em shits like Pac-Man\"\nI'm incredible, better eat ya vegetables (what?)\n'Cause, I does what I do (do it!)\nI fake the roof off of soft suckers\nSuper slackin', macking, full effect mic check, one, two\n\nI'ma reign, rain forever, rain like bad weather\nReign like whoever never\nYou can't bite my style 'cause my style ain't a style\nThat is a style so I can go buck wild\nBet'cha figure you got more funk for flow, it ain't so\nFlava in ya ear, let'cha know\nNow I'm about a second from the hook, strap ya rap book\nBefore you get ya wet style shook\n\nCan I get down? (Boy), get on down, can I get down? (One, two)\nCan I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n\nThe Mack's like a superintendent\nBurning MCs leaves a foul scent\nSee, I'm like what you call, king a yes y'all\nMy style wreck shit, I mean real shit, shit's thick\nI come with the ammo\nThe real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin'\nAnd I wake the great, let's warm up the hot plate\nI'm changing fate from the neck, I'ma castrate\n\nMy rap loves to alienate\nShake yo' ass to the stake, you stunk by dominate\nSee, I ain't scared of you motherfuckers\nTo me, you all suckers 'cause I make the ruckus\nDon't try to buck us, we roll with the cuf\nNo cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\nI pound on the ground when I get down\nSo let me get down, let me get down\n\nCan I get down? (Bring it down), get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? (Get on down), get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? (Ha), get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? (Here we go), get on down, can I get down?\n\nCan leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\nBut I'm sayin' ain't no fair when MCs run\nLemme tell you what they do when those MCs run\nThey either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\nHere I stand, the rawest of the raw\nWe from the Queens town without the four or four\nAll of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\nTalk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n\nI'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\nThrough the Tribe's attire\nWe Bad Boys to the heart and post\nA Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\nPosition like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\nIf I catch a beat, it's in the SP organ\nNo Name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\nYou know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\nThe name of the track is \"Get Down\"\nSo let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n\nCan I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n\nAyo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\nAh\nGet down\nGet down, get down\nGet down, get down\nGet down, get down (can I get down?)\nGet down, get down\nGet down, get down\n\nGet down, get down (get on down)\nGet down, get down\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\nCan I get down? Get on down, can I get down? (Get down)\nCan I get down?","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.00] Ah-hah\n[00:05.03] Now who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen\n[00:07.33] Keeps 'em buzzin' thinking that they phat when they wasn't\n[00:10.05] Welcome to the world of Mack (what?) or Mackman\n[00:12.34] Like Biggie Smalls might say \"I eat 'em shits like Pac-Man\"\n[00:15.21] I'm incredible, better eat ya vegetables (what?)\n[00:17.66] 'Cause, I does what I do (do it!)\n[00:20.48] I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n[00:22.36] Super slackin', macking, full effect mic check, one, two\n[00:25.79] I'ma reign, rain forever, rain like bad weather\n[00:29.37] Reign like whoever never\n[00:30.75] You can't bite my style 'cause my style ain't a style\n[00:33.58] That is a style so I can go buck wild\n[00:35.55] Bet'cha figure you got more funk for flow, it ain't so\n[00:38.72] Flava in ya ear, let'cha know\n[00:40.42] Now I'm about a second from the hook, strap ya rap book\n[00:43.58] Before you get ya wet style shook\n[00:45.67] Can I get down? (Boy), get on down, can I get down? (One, two)\n[00:50.34] Can I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\n[00:55.26] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[01:00.65] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[01:06.04] The Mack's like a superintendent\n[01:08.70] Burning MCs leaves a foul scent\n[01:10.96] See, I'm like what you call, king a yes y'all\n[01:13.82] My style wreck shit, I mean real shit, shit's thick\n[01:17.27] I come with the ammo\n[01:18.84] The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin'\n[01:21.28] And I wake the great, let's warm up the hot plate\n[01:23.81] I'm changing fate from the neck, I'ma castrate\n[01:26.54] My rap loves to alienate\n[01:28.62] Shake yo' ass to the stake, you stunk by dominate\n[01:31.71] See, I ain't scared of you motherfuckers\n[01:34.26] To me, you all suckers 'cause I make the ruckus\n[01:36.66] Don't try to buck us, we roll with the cuf\n[01:39.15] No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\n[01:41.81] I pound on the ground when I get down\n[01:44.37] So let me get down, let me get down\n[01:46.92] Can I get down? (Bring it down), get on down, can I get down?\n[01:51.39] Can I get down? (Get on down), get on down, can I get down?\n[01:56.73] Can I get down? (Ha), get on down, can I get down?\n[02:01.52] Can I get down? (Here we go), get on down, can I get down?\n[02:07.07] Can leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\n[02:09.69] But I'm sayin' ain't no fair when MCs run\n[02:11.90] Lemme tell you what they do when those MCs run\n[02:14.51] They either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\n[02:17.32] Here I stand, the rawest of the raw\n[02:19.92] We from the Queens town without the four or four\n[02:22.50] All of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\n[02:25.29] Talk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n[02:27.77] I'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\n[02:31.36] Through the Tribe's attire\n[02:32.74] We Bad Boys to the heart and post\n[02:34.91] A Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\n[02:37.77] Position like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\n[02:40.31] If I catch a beat, it's in the SP organ\n[02:42.92] No Name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\n[02:45.44] You know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\n[02:48.44] The name of the track is \"Get Down\"\n[02:50.31] So let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n[02:52.85] Can I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\n[02:57.68] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[03:02.73] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[03:07.86] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[03:09.05] Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n[03:18.79] Ah\n[03:19.82] Get down\n[03:21.16] Get down, get down\n[03:23.87] Get down, get down\n[03:26.55] Get down, get down (can I get down?)\n[03:29.76] Get down, get down\n[03:31.80] Get down, get down\n[03:34.57] Get down, get down (get on down)\n[03:38.43] Get down, get down\n[03:42.90] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n[03:48.57] Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? 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(Boy), get on down, can I get down? (One, two)\n  Can I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n\n  The Mack's like a superintendent\n  Burning MCs leaves a foul scent\n  See, I'm like what you call, king a yes y'all\n  My style wreck shit, I mean real shit, shit's thick\n  I come with the ammo\n  The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin'\n  And I wake the great, let's warm up the hot plate\n  I'm changing fate from the neck, I'ma castrate\n\n  My rap loves to alienate\n  Shake yo' ass to the stake, you stunk by dominate\n  See, I ain't scared of you motherfuckers\n  To me, you all suckers 'cause I make the ruckus\n  Don't try to buck us, we roll with the cuf\n  No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\n  I pound on the ground when I get down\n  So let me get down, let me get down\n\n  Can I get down? (Bring it down), get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? (Get on down), get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? (Ha), get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? (Here we go), get on down, can I get down?\n\n  Can leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\n  But I'm sayin' ain't no fair when MCs run\n  Lemme tell you what they do when those MCs run\n  They either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\n  Here I stand, the rawest of the raw\n  We from the Queens town without the four or four\n  All of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\n  Talk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n\n  I'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\n  Through the Tribe's attire\n  We Bad Boys to the heart and post\n  A Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\n  Position like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\n  If I catch a beat, it's in the SP organ\n  No Name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\n  You know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\n  The name of the track is \"Get Down\"\n  So let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n\n  Can I get down? (Get down), get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n\n  Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n  Ah\n  Get down\n  Get down, get down\n  Get down, get down\n  Get down, get down (can I get down?)\n  Get down, get down\n  Get down, get down\n\n  Get down, get down (get on down)\n  Get down, get down\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down?\n  Can I get down? Get on down, can I get down? (Get down)\n  Can I get down?\n"},{"id":9795443,"name":"Get Down (Q-Tip remix)","trackName":"Get Down (Q-Tip remix)","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Get Down","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\nNow who the flav\nThat comes a dime a dozen\nThinking that is phat but wasn't\nWelcome to the world of Mack\n(of Mackman)\nLike Biggie Smallz might say\nI eat'em shits like pac-man\nI'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\nCause... I does what I do you\n(Do it!)\nI fake the roof off of soft suckers\nSuper smackin... macking ...full effect mike check one two\nI'm a reign... rain forever\nRain like bad weather... reign like whoever never\nYou can't bite my style\nCause my style ain't a style\nThat is a style\nSo I can go buck wild\nBetcha figure you got more funk for flow\nIt ain't so\nFlava in Ya Ear letcha know\nNow I'm about a second, from the Hook duk\nStrap ya rap book\nBefore you get ya wet style shook\n\n[CHORUS]\nCan I get down\nGet down\nGet on down\nCan I get down\n\nThe Mack's like a superintendent\nBurning MCs leaves a foul scent\nSee I'm like what ya call... king a yes ya'll\nMy style wreck shit... I mean real shit\nShit's thick.I come with the ammo\nThe real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin\nI wake great the lets warm up the hot plate\nI'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate\nMy rap loves to alienate\nShake ya ass to the stake\nYou sunk by domniate\nSee I ain't scared of you muthafuckas\nTo me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus\nDon't try to buckus we roll with the cuf\nNo cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\nI pound on the ground when I get down\nSo let me get down... let me get down\n\n[CHORUS]\n\nTo leap a tall building\nCrush the earth-a-phone\nBut I'm sayin ain't no fair when MCs roam\nThe mic now in the right hands\nCause the Macks and the earths are the worthy of plans\nMore pep than the peppa thats in ya peppa shaka\nRuff earthquaker.couldn't take me if ya mama make ya\nI back up the funk that I bring\nWith unknown to mad slang\nWith bigger bite than the double-bang\nI ain't met boot to hand\nIf ya testin in ya lesson\nGot me dressin for ya funeral session\nMan... It won't even matter no more\nCraig in 94' just won the war\nMy style definite to take ya over\nHave ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n(Why yi yi)\nI figure its a slaughter\nIn the world of colins(?)\nYa shit ain't nothing but a quarter\nThe name of the track is Get Down\nSo let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n[CHORUS]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Down (Q-Tip remix)\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: Get Down\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\n  Now who the flav\n  That comes a dime a dozen\n  Thinking that is phat but wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack\n  (of Mackman)\n  Like Biggie Smallz might say\n  I eat'em shits like pac-man\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\n  Cause... I does what I do you\n  (Do it!)\n  I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n  Super smackin... macking ...full effect mike check one two\n  I'm a reign... rain forever\n  Rain like bad weather... reign like whoever never\n  You can't bite my style\n  Cause my style ain't a style\n  That is a style\n  So I can go buck wild\n  Betcha figure you got more funk for flow\n  It ain't so\n  Flava in Ya Ear letcha know\n  Now I'm about a second, from the Hook duk\n  Strap ya rap book\n  Before you get ya wet style shook\n\n  [CHORUS]\n  Can I get down\n  Get down\n  Get on down\n  Can I get down\n\n  The Mack's like a superintendent\n  Burning MCs leaves a foul scent\n  See I'm like what ya call... king a yes ya'll\n  My style wreck shit... 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It won't even matter no more\nCraig in 94' just won the war\nMy style definite to take ya over\nHave ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n(Why yi yi)\nI figure its a slaughter\nIn the world of colins(?)\nYa shit ain't nothing but a quarter\nThe name of the track is Get Down\nSo let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n[CHORUS]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: Get Down (Remix)\n  duration_ms: 238000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\n  Now who the flav\n  That comes a dime a dozen\n  Thinking that is phat but wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack\n  (Of Mackman)\n  Like Biggie Smallz might say\n  I eat'em shits like pac-man\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\n  Cause... 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It won't even matter no more\n  Craig in 94' just won the war\n  My style definite to take ya over\n  Have ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n  (Why yi yi)\n  I figure its a slaughter\n  In the world of colins(?)\n  Ya shit ain't nothing but a quarter\n  The name of the track is Get Down\n  So let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n  [CHORUS]\n"},{"id":33640528,"name":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)","trackName":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Get Down (Single)","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\nNow who the flav\nThat comes a dime a dozen\nThinking that is phat but wasn't\nWelcome to the world of Mack\n(Of Mackman)\nLike Biggie Smallz might say\nI eat'em shits like pac-man\nI'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\nCause... 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It won't even matter no more\nCraig in 94' just won the war\nMy style definite to take ya over\nHave ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n(Why yi yi)\nI figure its a slaughter\nIn the world of colins(?)\nYa shit ain't nothing but a quarter\nThe name of the track is Get Down\nSo let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n[CHORUS]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: Get Down (Single)\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\n  Now who the flav\n  That comes a dime a dozen\n  Thinking that is phat but wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack\n  (Of Mackman)\n  Like Biggie Smallz might say\n  I eat'em shits like pac-man\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\n  Cause... 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187520\n  end_ms: 188840\n- text: Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n  start_ms: 188840\n  end_ms: 198650\n- text: Aaaahhh\n  start_ms: 198650\n  end_ms: 199800\n- text: Get out\n  start_ms: 199800\n  end_ms: 201120\n- text: Get out, get out\n  start_ms: 201120\n  end_ms: 203840\n- text: Get out, get out\n  start_ms: 203840\n  end_ms: 206510\n- text: Get out, get out (can I get down)\n  start_ms: 206510\n  end_ms: 209550\n- text: Get out, get out\n  start_ms: 209550\n  end_ms: 211830\n- text: Get out, get out\n  start_ms: 211830\n  end_ms: 214480\n- text: Get out, get out (get on down)\n  start_ms: 214480\n  end_ms: 218310\n- text: Get out, get out\n  start_ms: 218310\n  end_ms: 222930\n- text: Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  start_ms: 222930\n  end_ms: 228330\n- text: Can I get down, get on down, can I get down (get down)\n  start_ms: 228330\n  end_ms: 233130\n- text: Can i get down\n  start_ms: 233130\n  end_ms: 235820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 235820\nplain: |-\n  Ahhhhh hah\n\n  Now who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen\n  Keeps 'em buzzin' thinking that they phat when they wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack (what) or Mackman\n  Like Biggie Smalls might say \"I eat 'em shits like Pac-Man\"\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables (what)\n  'Cause, I does what I do (do it)\n  I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n\n  Super slackin', macking, full effect mic check, one, two\n  I'ma reign, rain forever, rain like bad weather\n  Reign like whoever never\n  You can't bite my style cause my style ain't a style\n  That is a style so I can go buck wild\n  Bet'cha figure you got more funk for flow it ain't so\n  Flava in ya ear let'cha know\n  Now I'm about a second from the hook strap ya rap book\n  Before you get ya wet style shook\n\n  Can I get down (boy), get on down, can I get down (one, two)\n  Can I get down (get down), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n\n  The Mack's like a superintendent (what)\n  Burning MC's leaves a foul scent\n  See I'm like what ya call, king a yes ya'll\n  My style wreck shit, I mean real shit, shit's thick\n  I come with the ammo\n  The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin\n  And I wake the great lets warm up the hot plate\n  I'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate\n  My rap loves to alienate\n\n  Shake ya ass to the stake you stunk by dominate\n  See I ain't scared of you muthafuckas\n  To me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus\n  Don't try to buck us we roll with the cuf\n  No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth (can I get down)\n  I pound on the ground when I get down\n  So let me get down, let me get down\n\n  Can I get down (bring it down), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down (get on down), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down (ha), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down (here we go), get on down, can I get down\n\n  Can leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\n  But I'm sayin ain't no fair when MC's run\n  Lemme tell you what they do when those MC's run\n  They either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\n  Here I stand, the rawest of the raw\n  We from the Queens town without the four or four\n  All of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\n  Talk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n\n  I'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\n  Through the Tribe's attire\n  We Bad Boys to the heart and post\n  A Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\n  Position like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\n  If I catch a beat it's in the SP organ\n  No name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\n  You know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\n  The name of the track is \"Get Down\"\n  So let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n\n  Can I get down (get down), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n\n  Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n  Aaaahhh\n  Get out\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out (can I get down)\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out\n\n  Get out, get out (get on down)\n  Get out, get out\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down (get down)\n  Can i get down\n"},{"id":30784645,"name":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)","trackName":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Get Down Remix (CDS) [by Hillside]","duration":241.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\nNow who the flav\nThat comes a dime a dozen\nThinking that is phat but wasn't\nWelcome to the world of Mack\n(Of Mackman)\nLike Biggie Smallz might say\nI eat'em shits like pac-man\nI'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\nCause... I does what I do you\n(Do it!)\nI fake the roof off of soft suckers\nSuper smackin... macking ...full effect mike check one two\nI'm a reign... rain forever\nRain like bad weather... reign like whoever never\nYou can't bite my style\nCause my style ain't a style\nThat is a style\nSo I can go buck wild\nBetcha figure you got more funk for flow\nIt ain't so\nFlava in Ya Ear letcha know\nNow I'm about a second, from the Hook duk\nStrap ya rap book\nBefore you get ya wet style shook\n\n[CHORUS]\nCan I get down\nGet down\nGet on down\nCan I get down\n\nThe Mack's like a superintendent\nBurning MCs leaves a foul scent\nSee I'm like what ya call... king a yes ya'll\nMy style wreck shit... I mean real shit\nShit's thick.I come with the ammo\nThe real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin\nI wake great the lets warm up the hot plate\nI'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate\nMy rap loves to alienate\nShake ya ass to the stake\nYou sunk by domniate\nSee I ain't scared of you muthafuckas\nTo me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus\nDon't try to buckus we roll with the cuf\nNo cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\nI pound on the ground when I get down\nSo let me get down... let me get down\n\n[CHORUS]\n\nTo leap a tall building\nCrush the earth-a-phone\nBut I'm sayin ain't no fair when MCs roam\nThe mic now in the right hands\nCause the Macks and the earths are the worthy of plans\nMore pep than the peppa thats in ya peppa shaka\nRuff earthquaker.couldn't take me if ya mama make ya\nI back up the funk that I bring\nWith unknown to mad slang\nWith bigger bite than the double-bang\nI ain't met boot to hand\nIf ya testin in ya lesson\nGot me dressin for ya funeral session\nMan... It won't even matter no more\nCraig in 94' just won the war\nMy style definite to take ya over\nHave ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n(Why yi yi)\nI figure its a slaughter\nIn the world of colins(?)\nYa shit ain't nothing but a quarter\nThe name of the track is Get Down\nSo let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n[CHORUS]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get Down (Q-Tip Remix)\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: Get Down Remix (CDS) [by Hillside]\n  duration_ms: 241000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!\n\n  Now who the flav\n  That comes a dime a dozen\n  Thinking that is phat but wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack\n  (Of Mackman)\n  Like Biggie Smallz might say\n  I eat'em shits like pac-man\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables\n  Cause... I does what I do you\n  (Do it!)\n  I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n  Super smackin... macking ...full effect mike check one two\n  I'm a reign... rain forever\n  Rain like bad weather... reign like whoever never\n  You can't bite my style\n  Cause my style ain't a style\n  That is a style\n  So I can go buck wild\n  Betcha figure you got more funk for flow\n  It ain't so\n  Flava in Ya Ear letcha know\n  Now I'm about a second, from the Hook duk\n  Strap ya rap book\n  Before you get ya wet style shook\n\n  [CHORUS]\n  Can I get down\n  Get down\n  Get on down\n  Can I get down\n\n  The Mack's like a superintendent\n  Burning MCs leaves a foul scent\n  See I'm like what ya call... king a yes ya'll\n  My style wreck shit... I mean real shit\n  Shit's thick.I come with the ammo\n  The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin\n  I wake great the lets warm up the hot plate\n  I'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate\n  My rap loves to alienate\n  Shake ya ass to the stake\n  You sunk by domniate\n  See I ain't scared of you muthafuckas\n  To me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus\n  Don't try to buckus we roll with the cuf\n  No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth\n  I pound on the ground when I get down\n  So let me get down... let me get down\n\n  [CHORUS]\n\n  To leap a tall building\n  Crush the earth-a-phone\n  But I'm sayin ain't no fair when MCs roam\n  The mic now in the right hands\n  Cause the Macks and the earths are the worthy of plans\n  More pep than the peppa thats in ya peppa shaka\n  Ruff earthquaker.couldn't take me if ya mama make ya\n  I back up the funk that I bring\n  With unknown to mad slang\n  With bigger bite than the double-bang\n  I ain't met boot to hand\n  If ya testin in ya lesson\n  Got me dressin for ya funeral session\n  Man... It won't even matter no more\n  Craig in 94' just won the war\n  My style definite to take ya over\n  Have ya sittin look over in a four door Chevy Nova\n  (Why yi yi)\n  I figure its a slaughter\n  In the world of colins(?)\n  Ya shit ain't nothing but a quarter\n  The name of the track is Get Down\n  So let me Get Down and pound other MCs in the ground\n\n  [CHORUS]\n"},{"id":32302781,"name":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix Instrumental)","trackName":"Get Down (Q-Tip Remix Instrumental)","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Get Down Remix (CDS) [by Hillside]","duration":237.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ahhhhh hah\n\nNow who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen\nKeeps 'em buzzin' thinking that they phat when they wasn't\nWelcome to the world of Mack (what) or Mackman\nLike Biggie Smalls might say \"I eat 'em shits like Pac-Man\"\nI'm incredible better eat ya vegetables (what)\n'Cause, I does what I do (do it)\nI fake the roof off of soft suckers\n\nSuper 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down, can I get down (one, two)\n[00:50.02] Can I get down (get down), get on down, can I get down\n[00:54.95] Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n[00:59.96] Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n[01:05.93] The Mack's like a superintendent (what)\n[01:08.72] Burning MC's leaves a foul scent\n[01:10.73] See I'm like what ya call, king a yes ya'll\n[01:13.62] My style wreck shit, I mean real shit, shit's thick\n[01:17.28] I come with the ammo\n[01:18.62] The real whammo stammo stuff that I be droppin\n[01:21.03] And I wake the great lets warm up the hot plate\n[01:23.64] I'm changing fate from the neck I'm a castrate\n[01:26.28] My rap loves to alienate\n[01:28.55] Shake ya ass to the stake you stunk by dominate\n[01:31.79] See I ain't scared of you muthafuckas\n[01:34.14] To me ya all suckers cause I make the ruckus\n[01:36.50] Don't try to buck us we roll with the cuf\n[01:39.07] No cuf on the roof bitin' like a sabertooth (can I get down)\n[01:41.79] I pound on the ground when I get down\n[01:44.09] So let me get down, let me get down\n[01:45.91] Can I get down (bring it down), get on down, can I get down\n[01:51.13] Can I get down (get on down), get on down, can I get down\n[01:56.48] Can I get down (ha), get on down, can I get down\n[02:01.46] Can I get down (here we go), get on down, can I get down\n[02:06.56] Can leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\n[02:09.11] But I'm sayin ain't no fair when MC's run\n[02:11.74] Lemme tell you what they do when those MC's run\n[02:13.82] They either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\n[02:16.88] Here I stand, the rawest of the raw\n[02:19.22] We from the Queens town without the four or four\n[02:22.05] All of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\n[02:24.49] Talk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n[02:27.23] I'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\n[02:30.70] Through the Tribe's attire\n[02:32.26] We Bad Boys to the heart and post\n[02:34.47] A Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\n[02:37.51] Position like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\n[02:39.88] If I catch a beat it's in the SP organ\n[02:42.47] No name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\n[02:45.19] You know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\n[02:47.61] The name of the track is \"Get Down\"\n[02:49.71] So let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n[02:52.33] Can I get down (get down), get on down, can I get down\n[02:57.40] Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n[03:02.36] Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n[03:07.52] Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n[03:08.84] Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n[03:18.65] Aaaahhh\n[03:19.80] Get out\n[03:21.12] Get out, get out\n[03:23.84] Get out, get out\n[03:26.51] Get out, get out (can I get down)\n[03:29.55] Get out, get out\n[03:31.83] Get out, get out\n[03:34.48] Get out, get out (get on down)\n[03:38.31] 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down (get down)\n  start_ms: 228330\n  end_ms: 233130\n- text: Can i get down\n  start_ms: 233130\n  end_ms: 235820\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 235820\nplain: |-\n  Ahhhhh hah\n\n  Now who got the flav that comes a dime a dozen\n  Keeps 'em buzzin' thinking that they phat when they wasn't\n  Welcome to the world of Mack (what) or Mackman\n  Like Biggie Smalls might say \"I eat 'em shits like Pac-Man\"\n  I'm incredible better eat ya vegetables (what)\n  'Cause, I does what I do (do it)\n  I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n\n  Super slackin', macking, full effect mic check, one, two\n  I'ma reign, rain forever, rain like bad weather\n  Reign like whoever never\n  You can't bite my style cause my style ain't a style\n  That is a style so I can go buck wild\n  Bet'cha figure you got more funk for flow it ain't so\n  Flava in ya ear let'cha know\n  Now I'm about a second from the hook strap ya rap book\n  Before you get ya wet style shook\n\n  Can I get down (boy), get on down, can I get 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I get down\n  Can I get down (ha), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down (here we go), get on down, can I get down\n\n  Can leap a tall building, crush the earth for fun\n  But I'm sayin ain't no fair when MC's run\n  Lemme tell you what they do when those MC's run\n  They either run and get manpower or they run and get they guns\n  Here I stand, the rawest of the raw\n  We from the Queens town without the four or four\n  All of the sudden niggas is bustin' and frontin'\n  Talk about your busting titles when we're your idols\n\n  I'm looking through your minds corridor, you every thought transpires\n  Through the Tribe's attire\n  We Bad Boys to the heart and post\n  A Tribe Called Quest, you follow us like coats\n  Position like a Beamer, y'all need to stop froggin'\n  If I catch a beat it's in the SP organ\n  No name, Ray Tip what's goin' on love?\n  You know shit is tough and we coming through bugged\n  The name of the track is \"Get Down\"\n  So let me get down and pound all these MC's in the ground\n\n  Can I get down (get down), get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n\n  Ayo, this is Don Parise from the 40 Projects, and Craig Mack is doin' his thing\n  Aaaahhh\n  Get out\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out (can I get down)\n  Get out, get out\n  Get out, get out\n\n  Get out, get out (get on down)\n  Get out, get out\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down\n  Can I get down, get on down, can I get down (get down)\n  Can i get down\n"},{"id":6316424,"name":"Style","trackName":"Style","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Operation: Get Down","duration":277.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo, Mack, I don't even understand\nHow they didn't understand you in that Mary joint\n(Yeah, I know, man)\nKick that old robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint!\n\nJust like Uniblab, robotic kicking flab\nMy flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter\nMadder than the Mad Hatter\nI bet you my shit come out phatter\nI got the data to turn your body into anti-matter\nAnd just like a piece of Sizzlean\nYou'll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between\nThe king is what I mean, I mean\nMy man get a cup and put some change inside your hand\nNow, hold up, let's make this official\nEverybody let's agree that MC's need a tissue\nThe funk's my only issue\nI bet your mama miss you\nAnd I bet the Mack take off, like an MX missile\nNo more of your whinin' on the charts climbin'\nAs I make the funk kicking out more harder than a diamond\nAnd if you didn't know who's rhymin'\nI guess I'm gonna say \"Craig Mack\" with perfect timin'\nYou won't be around next year\nMy rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear\n\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya 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This man's undisputed\nIn deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted\nThis bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner\nThe winner, tasting MC's for dinner\nYou're crazy like that glue,\nTo think that you could outdo my one-two that's sick like the flu\nBoy, I flip, boy, all the time\n'Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime\nSeems like there's no competition in this rap world expedition\nYou come around, I'll knock you out position\nNo flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack\nThe power pack in black, making cement crack\nAnd here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\nHa! The Mack's dope with more hope than your Pope\nBut for MC's more knots than rope\nI'd like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken\nLords of MC's shakin' with this track that my man's makin'\nMC's will run like a bomb threat\nI bet, or better yet, make you sweat\nGetting hotter than the sun get\nCraig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet\nI break all rules with my action\nThat the Mack sends to MC's, stop relaxin'\nThis brand new Sherrif that's in town\nGetting down, leaving bodies buried in the ground\nI set up rhymes for a decoy\nNow I'm a Bad Boy, watch the MC's I destroy, and...\n\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Style\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: 'Operation: Get Down'\n  duration_ms: 277000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, Mack, I don't even understand\n  How they didn't understand you in that Mary joint\n  (Yeah, I know, man)\n  Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint!\n\n  Just like Uniblab, robotic kicking flab\n  My flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter\n  Madder than the Mad Hatter\n  I bet you my shit come out phatter\n  I got the data to turn your body into anti-matter\n  And just like a piece of Sizzlean\n  You'll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between\n  The king is what I mean, I mean\n  My man get a cup and put some change inside your hand\n  Now, hold up, let's make this official\n  Everybody let's agree that MC's need a tissue\n  The funk's my only issue\n  I bet your mama miss you\n  And I bet the Mack take off, like an MX missile\n  No more of your whinin' on the charts climbin'\n  As I make the funk kicking out more harder than a diamond\n  And if you didn't know who's rhymin'\n  I guess I'm gonna say \"Craig Mack\" with perfect timin'\n  You won't be around next year\n  My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Craig Mack, one thousand degrees\n  You'll be on your knees, and you'll be burning, begging please\n  Brother, freeze! This man's undisputed\n  In deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted\n  This bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner\n  The winner, tasting MC's for dinner\n  You're crazy like that glue,\n  To think that you could outdo my one-two that's sick like the flu\n  Boy, I flip, boy, all the time\n  'Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime\n  Seems like there's no competition in this rap world expedition\n  You come around, I'll knock you out position\n  No flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack\n  The power pack in black, making cement crack\n  And here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Ha! The Mack's dope with more hope than your Pope\n  But for MC's more knots than rope\n  I'd like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken\n  Lords of MC's shakin' with this track that my man's makin'\n  MC's will run like a bomb threat\n  I bet, or better yet, make you sweat\n  Getting hotter than the sun get\n  Craig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet\n  I break all rules with my action\n  That the Mack sends to MC's, stop relaxin'\n  This brand new Sherrif that's in town\n  Getting down, leaving bodies buried in the ground\n  I set up rhymes for a decoy\n  Now I'm a Bad Boy, watch the MC's I destroy, and...\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n"},{"id":1861607,"name":"What I Need","trackName":"What I 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axe\n[00:50.76] Sweet like sugar that be on Sugar Smacks\n[00:53.47] Facts is Mr. or Mrs.\n[00:56.06] Can't another rapper see me when it's time for gettin' biz?\n[00:58.74] And the moral of the story as you will see\n[01:00.97] Is that from now on, the greatest rapper is me\n[01:03.73] MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style, boy\n[01:07.96] You're jockin' my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style\n[01:12.76] You know you can't touch the flav\n[01:13.86] MC's, you're jockin' my style, you're jockin' my style boy\n[01:18.16] You're jockin' my style, MC's, stop jockin' my style\n[01:21.86] Craig Mack has the phat funk flav\n[01:24.16] Now I'm sayin, rock funk to the Himalayan\n[01:27.43] No more delaying, MC's, you decaying, I'm staying\n[01:30.47] 'Cause now I'm out my cage\n[01:32.36] And what I do for rap is gonna make front page\n[01:34.95] Remember, back in the days I was just a tyke\n[01:37.67] I do a rhyme while I do a wheelie riding bike\n[01:40.37] But now I'm the 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Look at you, my rhymes cause pain\n\nBust a style cause my rhyme's gonna rain\n\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n\nMan I'm hard, the Rock of Gibraltar\nHoneys on my lap with the Cristal Mimosa\nI'll autograph your poster, turn you into Pulp Fiction\nLike my name was John Travolta\nCause into my holster, goes my mic\nAfter blowing off the smoke on the rhymes I write\nParasite, my Fahrenheit's one thousand degrees\nBusting your ass like Cigar when he's under siege\n\nFear what? Do damage in your area\nBlack bull terrier, cold as Siberia\nWho weary of ya? Not me\nI run the rap type monopoly, properly oppose that beat\nSo while I'm, cooling, on the shore of the heated\nYou'll be selling, next to walls with graffiti\nBelieve me, you know my name\n\nCraig Mack, King MC and my style's gonna rain\n\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n\nWho got the funk? As I, rain forever\nOne time, yep, come on\nMackalicious, I'm the rain\nRain forever, rain like bad weather\nRain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, you know my style's gonna rain\nRain down, non-stopping\nHardcore funk to my niggas T\nUh-huh, L-E, and the whole country","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.44] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:05.71] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:08.85] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:11.20] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:14.28] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:16.77] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:19.79] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:22.14] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:24.38] Ayo, here comes the King MC\n[00:26.42] Bring it on boy, I love it\n[00:28.15] MC's try but there's none above it\n[00:30.46] I shake the concrete hard when I walk\n[00:32.91] Smooth talk, peace to all my niggas from New York\n[00:35.65] A wreck to wreck, all MC's hit the deck\n[00:38.05] Mic check, you niggas get no respect\n[00:40.73] Loud as thunder, I rock the mic while you wonder\n[00:43.78] Your only blunder brother is my foot that you're under\n[00:46.94] Fortified, big box of Corn Flakes\n[00:49.39] Got the whole world loving what this man makes\n[00:51.92] Command space, so all of y'all back up\n[00:54.44] Rhymes are lava, cause I'ma grab the mic and erupt\n[00:57.08] It ain't fair, MC's you ain't got a prayer\n[01:00.25] Baddest man alive and you can shout and compare\n[01:03.13] I put the funk in your eardrum\n[01:05.23] And if you think you nice as shit, come and get some\n[01:07.88] Cause I'm the rain\n[01:08.75] Rain boy, rain forever\n[01:11.15] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:14.27] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:16.62] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:19.71] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:22.01] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:25.14] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:27.56] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:29.82] Ayo, news vans follow\n[01:32.92] Cause they know I give a more show than Apollo\n[01:36.13] MC's that second guessed it\n[01:38.21] Are now lying in the ground with suits double breasted\n[01:40.97] Finessed it, who the best at ripping them apart?\n[01:44.12] Don't start, I'll hang your ass like art\n[01:46.23] These rhymes I push, I push for the Ave\n[01:48.93] Dipping, dabbing, vocab and bless the mic I have\n[01:51.48] Cause my flame, covers the globe like CNN\n[01:54.55] MC's are heard one time and ain't heard again\n[01:57.19] Coming live from New York, this sport is real\n[01:59.84] And I, know you're hungry so enjoy the meal\n[02:02.59] Crack a home run, while you plan to steal\n[02:05.17] But like a dummy you forgot the Mack plays center field\n[02:08.48] Out! 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Do damage in your area\n[03:00.28] Black bull terrier, cold as Siberia\n[03:02.77] Who weary of ya? Not me\n[03:04.49] I run the rap type monopoly, properly oppose that beat\n[03:07.81] So while I'm, cooling, on the shore of the heated\n[03:11.00] You'll be selling, next to walls with graffiti\n[03:13.62] Believe me, you know my name\n[03:16.29] Craig Mack, King MC and my style's gonna rain\n[03:19.66] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:22.02] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:25.13] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:27.45] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:30.50] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:32.91] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:36.04] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:38.30] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:41.74] Who got the funk? 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This man's undisputed\nIn deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted\nThis bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner\nThe winner, tasting MC's for dinner\nYou're crazy like that glue,\nto think that you could outdo my one-two that's sick like the flu\nBoy, I flip, boy, all the time\n'Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime\nSeems like there's no competition in this rap world expedition\nYou come around, I'll knock you out position\nNo flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack\nThe power pack in black, making cement crack\nAnd here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\nHa! The Mack's dope with more hope than your Pope\nBut for MC's more knots than rope\nI'd like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken\nLords of MC's shakin' with this track that my man's makin'\nMC's will run like a bomb threat\nI bet, or better yet, make you sweat\nGetting hotter than the sun get\nCraig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet\nI break all rules with my action\nThat the Mack sends to MC's, stop relaxin'\nThis brand new Sherrif that's in town\nGetting down, leaving bodies buried in the ground\nI set up rhymes for a decoy\nNow I'm a Bad Boy, watch the MC's I destroy, and...\n\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear\nHere comes the brand new flava in ya ear\nTime for new flava in ya ear\nI'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\nMack's the brand new flava in ya ear","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Style\n  artist: Craig Mack\n  album: Operation∶ Get Down\n  duration_ms: 277200\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo, Mack, I don't even understand\n  How they didn't understand you in that Mary joint\n  (Yeah, I know, man)\n  Kick that old robotic, futuristic, George Jetson, crazy joint!\n\n  Just like Uniblab, robotic kicking flab\n  My flavor bidder badder chitter-chatter\n  Madder than the Mad Hatter\n  I bet you my shit come out phatter\n  I got the data to turn your body into anti-matter\n  And just like a piece of Sizzlean\n  You'll fit inside my stomach with the eggs and grits between\n  The king is what I mean, I mean\n  My man get a cup and put some change inside your hand\n  Now, hold up, let's make this official\n  Everybody let's agree that MC's need a tissue\n  The funk's my only issue\n  I bet your mama miss you\n  And I bet the Mack take off, like an MX missile\n  No more of your whinin' on the charts climbin'\n  As I make the funk kicking out more harder than a diamond\n  And if you didn't know who's rhymin'\n  I guess I'm gonna say \"Craig Mack\" with perfect timin'\n  You won't be around next year\n  My rap's too severe, kickin' mad flava in ya ear\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Craig Mack, one thousand degrees\n  You'll be on your knees, and you'll be burning, begging please\n  Brother, freeze! This man's undisputed\n  In deep-rooted funk smoke that leaves your brains booted\n  This bad MC with stamina like Bruce Jenner\n  The winner, tasting MC's for dinner\n  You're crazy like that glue,\n  to think that you could outdo my one-two that's sick like the flu\n  Boy, I flip, boy, all the time\n  'Cause, boy, the rhyme you kickin' ain't worth a dime\n  Seems like there's no competition in this rap world expedition\n  You come around, I'll knock you out position\n  No flav could ever dig a grave, for the Mack\n  The power pack in black, making cement crack\n  And here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n\n  Ha! The Mack's dope with more hope than your Pope\n  But for MC's more knots than rope\n  I'd like to break it down, down-breaking forsaken\n  Lords of MC's shakin' with this track that my man's makin'\n  MC's will run like a bomb threat\n  I bet, or better yet, make you sweat\n  Getting hotter than the sun get\n  Craig Mack is the flav that rocks from here to Tibet\n  I break all rules with my action\n  That the Mack sends to MC's, stop relaxin'\n  This brand new Sherrif that's in town\n  Getting down, leaving bodies buried in the ground\n  I set up rhymes for a decoy\n  Now I'm a Bad Boy, watch the MC's I destroy, and...\n\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Here comes the brand new flava in ya ear\n  Time for new flava in ya ear\n  I'm kickin' new flava in ya ear\n  Mack's the brand new flava in ya ear\n"},{"id":18503778,"name":"Can You Still Love Me","trackName":"Can You Still Love Me","artistName":"Craig Mack","albumName":"Operation: Get Down","duration":279.533333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Got the call, boo\nGot to go make this money\nYou know what I'm sayin', yeah\nAh, you know we good like that\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (nah, I like you too)\nCan you still love me? (You know I will)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing, baby? (Of course I'mma party)\n(You know what I'm saying)\n(Get you out there to check me, you don't make this money)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (You know I still love you)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing baby?\nPlaying with my heart, don't play\n\nNow I rip rhymes, we all know this to be true so\nWhen I do my thing, I want more fame than Menudo\nPursuit-o, or condition names\nSo we could live up in a wealthy type of citizen\nBillboard positioning, in the kitchen there's a sub-zero\nI play the hero in the action fiction movie called \"Rap Like Deniro\"\nMy ill flow keeps me outdoors, doing tours from shore to shores\nRocking microphones for me and yours but\n\n(Baby, it's so hard)\nI know it's hard, but Lord understand\nI'm the man that needs the mic, come on (many girls are after you)\n(Hard to drop my guard)\nAnd while I'm out on tour\nKeep your hands off my girl\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (You know I do)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing, baby? (Not playing, just saying)\n(Over B's, that's raw)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone (you know I do)\nWhen you're out the door (you know I do)\nCan you still love me? (Always, always)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing, baby?\nPlaying with my heart, don't play (not playin', but I'm feelin' you)\n\nNow, the type of things like diamond rings (I'm still in love)\nMink coats, cars and boats\nCome from notes\nThat come out my throat\nThe rhyme I wrote got me making paper (I want your love)\nHate to tell you this but I'mma list the things you got\nCause my style's hot\n\nLike it or not, I got to go on tour\nKeep ya chillin', gots to make some more\nMillion dollar house with marble floor\nAll because your style is special to me\nGot to make sure you're always living comfortably\nDon't ya see\n\n(Baby, it's so hard)\nI know it's hard, but understand\nThat I need the mic, come on (baby, 'cause I love you)\n(Hard to drop my guard)\nWhat? And while I'm out on tour\nYou keep your hands off my girl\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (You know I still love you)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing baby? (not playing, just saying)\n(Over rounds, that's raw)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (You know I still love you)\nAre you foolin' around\nAre you playing, baby?\nPlaying with my heart, don't play\n\nNow, the moral of the story is show me the money\nMake a billion dollars if you just let me honey\nFunny, yesterday we was dead broke\nNow you're in the pool doing backstroke\nAll off what the Mack wrote\nIt's strictly business, like I'm EPMD\nIt's a mic check, 60 minutes on stage is what they see\nThen it's back into the arms of my lady\nI love you though, I know my style drives you crazy and-\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (You know I still love you)\nAre you foolin' around\nAre you playing, baby? (Not playing, just saying)\n(That my rhymes style's raw)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door\nCan you still love me? (You know I still-)\nAre you foolin' around\nAre you playing baby?\nPlaying with my heart, don't play (not playin', just sayin')\n(I'm feeling you)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door\nCan you still love me? (You know I still do)\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing, baby? (Not playing, just saying)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door\nCan you still love me?\nAre you foolin' around?\nAre you playing, baby? (Not playing)\nPlaying with my heart, don't play\n(Keep your hands out of my girl)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone\nWhen you're out the door (everytime)\nCan you still love me? (Hold on, I'm saying)\nAre you foolin' around? (You know I'm being a fool)\nAre you playing, baby?\n(I'm just sayin', I'm tryin' to make this money for us)\n(You know what I'm saying, so just sit up, you know what I'm saying)\n\nBaby, tell me when you're gone (bag this pile of hundreds)\nWhen you're out the door (Plane, rovers, you know what I'm saying)\nCan you still love me? (Lex, Jeeps, all kind of crazy sports cars)\nAre you foolin' around? (You know what I'm saying)\nAre you playing, baby? (Big front yards, crazy marble heated floors)\nPlaying with my heart, don't play (Jacuzzis, the mudu faction)\n\n(All crazy crisp, backyard, full court basketball hoops)\n(Big tennis court and eight foot pools, all chillin')\n(Rubbin' my stomach and chillin', just chillin')\n(You know what I'm saying, loot fallin' out the loot tree)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.19] Got the call, boo\n[00:03.45] Got to go make this money\n[00:05.71] You know what I'm sayin', yeah\n[00:08.12] Ah, you know we good like that\n[00:11.79] Baby, tell me when you're gone\n[00:13.82] When you're out the door (nah, I like you too)\n[00:15.52] Can you still love me? (You know I will)\n[00:17.40] Are you foolin' around?\n[00:19.24] Are you playing, baby? (Of course I'mma party)\n[00:20.46] (You know what I'm saying)\n[00:21.41] (Get you out there to check me, you don't make this money)\n[00:23.62] Baby, tell me when you're gone\n[00:25.93] When you're out the door (everytime)\n[00:27.05] Can you still love me? 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As I, rain forever\nOne time, yep, come on\nMackalicious, I'm the rain\nRain forever, rain like bad weather\nRain like whoever never\nI'm the rain, rain forever\nRain like bad weather, you know my style's gonna rain\nRain down, non-stopping\nHardcore funk to my niggas T\nUh-huh, L-E, and the whole country","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.44] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:05.71] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:08.85] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:11.20] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:14.28] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:16.77] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:19.79] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[00:22.14] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[00:24.38] Ayo, here comes the King MC\n[00:26.42] Bring it on boy, I love it\n[00:28.15] MC's try but there's none above it\n[00:30.46] I shake the concrete hard when I walk\n[00:32.91] Smooth talk, peace to all my niggas from New York\n[00:35.65] A wreck to wreck, all MC's hit the deck\n[00:38.05] Mic check, you niggas get no respect\n[00:40.73] Loud as thunder, I rock the mic while you wonder\n[00:43.78] Your only blunder brother is my foot that you're under\n[00:46.94] Fortified, big box of Corn Flakes\n[00:49.39] Got the whole world loving what this man makes\n[00:51.92] Command space, so all of y'all back up\n[00:54.44] Rhymes are lava, cause I'ma grab the mic and erupt\n[00:57.08] It ain't fair, MC's you ain't got a prayer\n[01:00.25] Baddest man alive and you can shout and compare\n[01:03.13] I put the funk in your eardrum\n[01:05.23] And if you think you nice as shit, come and get some\n[01:07.88] Cause I'm the rain\n[01:08.75] Rain boy, rain forever\n[01:11.15] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:14.27] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:16.62] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:19.71] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:22.01] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:25.14] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[01:27.56] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[01:29.82] Ayo, news vans follow\n[01:32.92] Cause they know I give a more show than Apollo\n[01:36.13] MC's that second guessed it\n[01:38.21] Are now lying in the ground with suits double breasted\n[01:40.97] Finessed it, who the best at ripping them apart?\n[01:44.12] Don't start, I'll hang your ass like art\n[01:46.23] These rhymes I push, I push for the Ave\n[01:48.93] Dipping, dabbing, vocab and bless the mic I have\n[01:51.48] Cause my flame, covers the globe like CNN\n[01:54.55] MC's are heard one time and ain't heard again\n[01:57.19] Coming live from New York, this sport is real\n[01:59.84] And I, know you're hungry so enjoy the meal\n[02:02.59] Crack a home run, while you plan to steal\n[02:05.17] But like a dummy you forgot the Mack plays center field\n[02:08.48] Out! 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Do damage in your area\n[03:00.28] Black bull terrier, cold as Siberia\n[03:02.77] Who weary of ya? Not me\n[03:04.49] I run the rap type monopoly, properly oppose that beat\n[03:07.81] So while I'm, cooling, on the shore of the heated\n[03:11.00] You'll be selling, next to walls with graffiti\n[03:13.62] Believe me, you know my name\n[03:16.29] Craig Mack, King MC and my style's gonna rain\n[03:19.66] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:22.02] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:25.13] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:27.45] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:30.50] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:32.91] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:36.04] I'm the rain, rain forever\n[03:38.30] Rain like bad weather, rain like whoever never\n[03:41.74] Who got the funk? 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or Mackman\n[00:57.15]Leave you small guys sayin', I eat MCs like Pac-Man\n[00:59.98]I'm incredible, better eats ya vegetables\n[01:02.43]'Cause, I does what I do you (do it!)\n[01:04.99]I fake the roof off of soft suckers\n[01:07.05]Super smackin', mackin', full effect mic check one-two\n[01:10.16]I'ma reign, reign forever\n[01:12.42]Rain like bad weather, reign like whoever, never\n[01:15.58]You can't bite my style\n[01:16.57]'Cause my style ain't a style that is a style so I can go buckwild\n[01:20.49]Bet you figured you got more funk for flow, it ain't so\n[01:23.31]Flava in Ya Ear, letcha know!\n[01:25.20]Now, I'm about a second from the hook, look\n[01:27.12]Scrap ya rap book, 'fore you get ya wet style shook\n[01:29.99]Can I get down?\n[01:32.16]Get on down, can I get down?\n[01:35.02]Can I get down?\n[01:37.03]Get on down, can I get down?\n[01:40.05]Can I get down?\n[01:42.20]Get on down, can I get down?\n[01:45.31]Can I get down?\n[01:47.04]Get on down, can I get 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