[{"id":10524366,"name":"Godzilla (Remix)","trackName":"Godzilla (Remix)","artistName":"Crypt","albumName":"Godzilla (Remix)","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Howdy y'all, I'm glad you called\nI came to rip this like the seams of my draws\nI'm different at remixes, wicked with geniusness\nSpit so much heat you'll get lost in the sauce\nI listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions\nBut I saw a couple cowards saying\nThat I didn't know a thing about rapping\nSo now I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting\nIf you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision\nIf you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting\nMurder you like a commander of an Iran mission\nWhy try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic\nGuy, you might go missing\nI'ma come and kill you whining babies like your lady\nWhen I come, there won't be no kidding\n\nI'm a monster\nYou get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\nI'm normal during 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bang, you're dead, I'm the rabbit named James\nAnd you're Clarence with no parents rapping on the main stage\nAll you do is chase fame, all I do is make waves\nAll you do is stay lame, all I do is break chains of the rap game\nNo way you will pass me\nYou're the cheaper version of me like you was a matinee\nCan't nobody remix this like Crypt 'cause I\nGot the drive, someone has yours like a valet\nPunchlines for days, not talking prom, talking your face\n'Cause when we meet, my knuckles'll buckle you\nDrop you to the ground, that's paved\nI'm kinda hungry, it's time for me to feast\nEat all of these rappers, now they're in the belly of the beast\nAnd I'm the Brazen Bull, hella full, ready to let it go\nPut that fire under my ass and all of y'all go up in smoke\n\nYeah, I'm feeling like a monster\nEminem, he done turned me to a monster\nHol' up, got me feeling like a monster\nOh lord, feel the wrath of the monster\n\nFill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em\nOther words, I minute made 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unevadable\nI'm on the toilet bowl\nI got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full\nMan stop, mission abort, read the report\nI got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue (Ouu)\n\nLook what I'm planning\nHaha","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.91] Howdy y'all, I'm glad you called\n[00:13.35] I came to rip this like the seams of my draws\n[00:14.70] I'm different at remixes, wicked with geniusness\n[00:16.18] Spit so much heat you'll get lost in the sauce\n[00:17.66] I listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions\n[00:20.58] But I saw a couple cowards saying\n[00:21.74] That I didn't know a thing about rapping\n[00:22.88] So now I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting\n[00:24.92] If you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision\n[00:26.25] If you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting\n[00:27.56] Murder you like a commander of an Iran mission\n[00:29.21] Why try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic\n[00:31.25] Guy, you might go missing\n[00:32.15] I'ma come and kill you whining babies like your lady\n[00:33.83] When I come, there won't be no kidding\n[00:35.08] I'm a monster\n[00:36.04] You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n[00:38.99] I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n[00:41.52] When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n[00:44.44] I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n[00:47.58] Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n[00:49.75] Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n[00:52.53] Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n[00:55.43] Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n[00:58.28] Raise your hand, if you're a stan talking crap to me\n[01:01.35] I've been a fan of Eminem since 2 double-O 3\n[01:04.15] But I been told that I gotta tip toe when I review these tracks\n[01:06.87] And if I don't like something\n[01:08.02] Keep it to myself, just praise Em, he's the best\n[01:10.31] I agree he's the best, with the pen and the schemes\n[01:13.01] But sometimes when he rhymes, I don't like what I see\n[01:15.84] Hell, even Em don't like half of the stuff he wrote\n[01:18.26] But you wouldn't know, most of these stans were born a decade ago\n[01:21.22] But you know-\n[01:21.52] I'm a monster\n[01:22.43] You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n[01:25.31] I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n[01:28.17] When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n[01:30.82] I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n[01:34.03] Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n[01:36.13] Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n[01:38.98] Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n[01:41.85] Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n[01:44.59] Lately I been mad as hell, writing my tracks at the gym\n[01:47.14] Seems like every thing that I do is criticized to no end\n[01:50.19] So I just go to the bench every time a hater makes a threat\n[01:53.27] It gives me a natural high, I call that a perk a set\n[01:56.28] 'Cause I'm just waiting for something to pop off\n[01:57.78] Dig another grave to get my rocks off\n[01:58.90] You ain't nothing but a fake, an awful knock-off\n[02:00.53] I can promise that you can't just log off\n[02:01.97] When I'm in yo' face with a pillow case\n[02:03.46] And it's wrapped around you like a relay race\n[02:04.66] There'll be no way you'll see the gates where Peter stays\n[02:06.21] So reap your fate, the fees you'll pay, eternity in pain\n[02:08.04] I bring the noise to the boys who avoid me, of course\n[02:09.42] It's important to sort all the men from the whores\n[02:11.18] So I'm screaming more men like the Latter Day Saints\n[02:12.41] And I'm splitting more heads than a rapid AK\n[02:13.95] Bang bang, you're dead, I'm the rabbit named James\n[02:15.48] And you're Clarence with no parents rapping on the main stage\n[02:16.93] All you do is chase fame, all I do is make waves\n[02:18.39] All you do is stay lame, all I do is break chains of the rap game\n[02:20.35] No way you will pass me\n[02:21.17] You're the cheaper version of me like you was a matinee\n[02:22.51] Can't nobody remix this like Crypt 'cause I\n[02:24.18] Got the drive, someone has yours like a valet\n[02:25.87] Punchlines for days, not talking prom, talking your face\n[02:28.29] 'Cause when we meet, my knuckles'll buckle you\n[02:30.11] Drop you to the ground, that's paved\n[02:31.70] I'm kinda hungry, it's time for me to feast\n[02:34.12] Eat all of these rappers, now they're in the belly of the beast\n[02:36.79] And I'm the Brazen Bull, hella full, ready to let it go\n[02:39.97] Put that fire under my ass and all of y'all go up in smoke\n[02:44.12] Yeah, I'm feeling like a monster\n[02:46.43] Eminem, he done turned me to a monster\n[02:49.25] Hol' up, got me feeling like a monster\n[02:51.90] Oh lord, feel the wrath of the monster\n[02:56.11] Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em\n[02:57.24] Other words, I minute made 'em\n[02:58.20] I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage\n[02:59.44] I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him\n[03:00.62] Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake\n[03:01.97] Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em\n[03:03.31] And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid\n[03:04.73] But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway\n[03:06.22] 'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill\n[03:07.33] I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla\n[03:09.11] You're bringin' the killer within me out of me\n[03:10.44] You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me\n[03:11.98] And be on the receiving end of me, what stupidity it'd be\n[03:13.30] Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter\n[03:14.98] When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck\n[03:16.08] Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me\n[03:17.45] A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me\n[03:18.94] I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable\n[03:20.29] You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable\n[03:22.24] I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable\n[03:23.81] I'm on the toilet bowl\n[03:24.69] I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full\n[03:25.75] Man stop, mission abort, read the report\n[03:27.72] I got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue (Ouu)\n[03:30.12] Look what I'm planning\n[03:32.54] Haha\n[03:33.78] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Godzilla (Remix)\n  artist: Crypt\n  album: Godzilla (Remix)\n  duration_ms: 217000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Howdy y'all, I'm glad you called\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 13350\n- text: I came to rip this like the seams of my draws\n  start_ms: 13350\n  end_ms: 14700\n- text: I'm different at remixes, wicked with geniusness\n  start_ms: 14700\n  end_ms: 16180\n- text: Spit so much heat you'll get lost in the sauce\n  start_ms: 16180\n  end_ms: 17660\n- text: I listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions\n  start_ms: 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babies like your lady\n  When I come, there won't be no kidding\n\n  I'm a monster\n  You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n  I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n  When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n  I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n  Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n  Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n\n  Raise your hand, if you're a stan talking crap to me\n  I've been a fan of Eminem since 2 double-O 3\n  But I been told that I gotta tip toe when I review these tracks\n  And if I don't like something\n  Keep it to myself, just praise Em, he's the best\n  I agree he's the best, with the pen and the schemes\n  But sometimes when he rhymes, I don't like what I see\n  Hell, even Em don't like half of the stuff he wrote\n  But you wouldn't know, most of these stans were born a decade ago\n  But you know-\n\n  I'm a monster\n  You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n  I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n  When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n  I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n  Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n  Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n\n  Lately I been mad as hell, writing my tracks at the gym\n  Seems like every thing that I do is criticized to no end\n  So I just go to the bench every time a hater makes a threat\n  It gives me a natural high, I call that a perk a set\n  'Cause I'm just waiting for something to pop off\n  Dig another grave to get my rocks off\n  You ain't nothing but a fake, an awful knock-off\n  I can promise that you can't just log off\n  When I'm in yo' face with a pillow case\n  And it's wrapped around you like a relay race\n  There'll be no way you'll see the gates where Peter stays\n  So reap your fate, the fees you'll pay, eternity in 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all of y'all go up in smoke\n\n  Yeah, I'm feeling like a monster\n  Eminem, he done turned me to a monster\n  Hol' up, got me feeling like a monster\n  Oh lord, feel the wrath of the monster\n\n  Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em\n  Other words, I minute made 'em\n  I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage\n  I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him\n  Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake\n  Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em\n  And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid\n  But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway\n  'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill\n  I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla\n  You're bringin' the killer within me out of me\n  You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me\n  And be on the receiving end of me, what stupidity it'd be\n  Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter\n  When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck\n  Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me\n  A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me\n  I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable\n  You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable\n  I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable\n  I'm on the toilet bowl\n  I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full\n  Man stop, mission abort, read the report\n  I got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue (Ouu)\n\n  Look what I'm planning\n  Haha\n"},{"id":11487677,"name":"Godzilla (Remix)","trackName":"Godzilla (Remix)","artistName":"Crypt","albumName":"Godzilla","duration":218.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Howdy y'all, I'm glad you called\nI came to rip this like the seams of my draws\nI'm different at remixes, wicked with geniusness\nSpit so much heat you'll get lost in the sauce\nI listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions\nBut I saw a couple cowards saying\nThat I didn't know a thing about rapping\nSo now I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting\nIf you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision\nIf you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting\nMurder you like a commander of an Iran mission\nWhy try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic\nGuy, you might go missing\nI'ma come and kill you whining babies like your lady\nWhen I come, there won't be no kidding\n\nI'm a monster\nYou get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\nI'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\nWhen the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\nI look like a villain outta those blockbusters\nGodzilla, fire spitter, monster\nBlood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\nFire, Godzilla, fire, monster\nBlood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n\nRaise your hand, if you're a stan talking crap to me\nI've been a fan of Eminem since 2 double-O 3\nBut I been told that I gotta tip toe when I review these tracks\nAnd if I don't like 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off\nYou ain't nothing but a fake, an awful knock-off\nI can promise that you can't just log off\nWhen I'm in yo' face with a pillow case\nAnd it's wrapped around you like a relay race\nThere'll be no way you'll see the gates where Peter stays\nSo reap your fate, the fees you'll pay, eternity in pain\nI bring the noise to the boys who avoid me, of course\nIt's important to sort all the men from the whores\nSo I'm screaming more men like the Latter Day Saints\nAnd I'm splitting more heads than a rapid AK\nBang bang, you're dead, I'm the rabbit named James\nAnd you're Clarence with no parents rapping on the main stage\nAll you do is chase fame, all I do is make waves\nAll you do is stay lame, all I do is break chains of the rap game\nNo way you will pass me\nYou're the cheaper version of me like you was a matinee\nCan't nobody remix this like Crypt 'cause I\nGot the drive, someone has yours like a valet\nPunchlines for days, not talking prom, talking your face\n'Cause when we meet, my 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Em album, and I did a few reactions\n[00:20.58] But I saw a couple cowards saying\n[00:21.74] That I didn't know a thing about rapping\n[00:22.88] So now I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting\n[00:24.92] If you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision\n[00:26.25] If you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting\n[00:27.56] Murder you like a commander of an Iran mission\n[00:29.21] Why try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic\n[00:31.25] Guy, you might go missing\n[00:32.15] I'ma come and kill you whining babies like your lady\n[00:33.83] When I come, there won't be no kidding\n[00:35.08] I'm a monster\n[00:36.04] You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n[00:38.99] I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n[00:41.52] When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n[00:44.44] I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n[00:47.58] Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n[00:49.75] Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V 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feeling like a monster\n  start_ms: 164120\n  end_ms: 166430\n- text: Eminem, he done turned me to a monster\n  start_ms: 166430\n  end_ms: 169250\n- text: Hol' up, got me feeling like a monster\n  start_ms: 169250\n  end_ms: 171900\n- text: Oh lord, feel the wrath of the monster\n  start_ms: 171900\n  end_ms: 176110\n- text: Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em\n  start_ms: 176110\n  end_ms: 177240\n- text: Other words, I minute made 'em\n  start_ms: 177240\n  end_ms: 178200\n- text: I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage\n  start_ms: 178200\n  end_ms: 179440\n- text: I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him\n  start_ms: 179440\n  end_ms: 180620\n- text: Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake\n  start_ms: 180620\n  end_ms: 181970\n- text: Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em\n  start_ms: 181970\n  end_ms: 183310\n- text: And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid\n  start_ms: 183310\n  end_ms: 184730\n- text: But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway\n  start_ms: 184730\n  end_ms: 186220\n- text: '''Cause I''m beginnin'' to feel like I''m mentally ill'\n  start_ms: 186220\n  end_ms: 187330\n- text: I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla\n  start_ms: 187330\n  end_ms: 189110\n- text: You're bringin' the killer within me out of me\n  start_ms: 189110\n  end_ms: 190440\n- text: You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me\n  start_ms: 190440\n  end_ms: 191980\n- text: And be on the receiving end of me, what stupidity it'd be\n  start_ms: 191980\n  end_ms: 193300\n- text: Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter\n  start_ms: 193300\n  end_ms: 194980\n- text: When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck\n  start_ms: 194980\n  end_ms: 196080\n- text: Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me\n  start_ms: 196080\n  end_ms: 197450\n- text: A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me\n  start_ms: 197450\n  end_ms: 198940\n- text: I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable\n  start_ms: 198940\n  end_ms: 200290\n- text: You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable\n  start_ms: 200290\n  end_ms: 202240\n- text: I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable\n  start_ms: 202240\n  end_ms: 203810\n- text: I'm on the toilet bowl\n  start_ms: 203810\n  end_ms: 204690\n- text: I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full\n  start_ms: 204690\n  end_ms: 205750\n- text: Man stop, mission abort, read the report\n  start_ms: 205750\n  end_ms: 207720\n- text: I got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue (Ouu)\n  start_ms: 207720\n  end_ms: 210120\n- text: Look what I'm planning\n  start_ms: 210120\n  end_ms: 212540\n- text: Haha\n  start_ms: 212540\n  end_ms: 213780\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 213780\nplain: |-\n  Howdy y'all, I'm glad you called\n  I came to rip this like the seams of my draws\n  I'm different at remixes, wicked with geniusness\n  Spit so much heat you'll get lost in the sauce\n  I listened to this Em album, and I did a few reactions\n  But I saw a couple cowards saying\n  That I didn't know a thing about rapping\n  So now I'ma fry that chicken with the high hats hitting\n  If you're thinking you can end me, I'll deny that vision\n  If you try that dissing, I'll reply back spitting\n  Murder you like a commander of an Iran mission\n  Why try to fight with the guy that'll fight for his life with a mic\n  Guy, you might go missing\n  I'ma come and kill you whining babies like your lady\n  When I come, there won't be no kidding\n\n  I'm a monster\n  You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n  I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n  When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n  I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n  Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n  Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n\n  Raise your hand, if you're a stan talking crap to me\n  I've been a fan of Eminem since 2 double-O 3\n  But I been told that I gotta tip toe when I review these tracks\n  And if I don't like something\n  Keep it to myself, just praise Em, he's the best\n  I agree he's the best, with the pen and the schemes\n  But sometimes when he rhymes, I don't like what I see\n  Hell, even Em don't like half of the stuff he wrote\n  But you wouldn't know, most of these stans were born a decade ago\n  But you know-\n\n  I'm a monster\n  You get in my way, I'ma feed you to the monster\n  I'm normal during the day, but at night, turn to a monster\n  When the moon shines like Ice Road Truckers\n  I look like a villain outta those blockbusters\n  Godzilla, fire spitter, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n  Fire, Godzilla, fire, monster\n  Blood on the dance floor, and Louis V carpet\n\n  Lately I been mad as hell, writing my tracks at the gym\n  Seems like every thing that I do is criticized to no end\n  So I just go to the bench every time a hater makes a threat\n  It gives me a natural high, I call that a perk a set\n  'Cause I'm just waiting for something to pop off\n  Dig another grave to get my rocks off\n  You ain't nothing but a fake, an awful knock-off\n  I can promise that you can't just log off\n  When I'm in yo' face with a pillow case\n  And it's wrapped around you like a relay race\n  There'll be no way you'll see the gates where Peter stays\n  So reap your fate, the fees you'll pay, eternity in pain\n  I bring the noise to the boys who avoid me, of course\n  It's important to sort all the men from the whores\n  So I'm screaming more men like the Latter Day Saints\n  And I'm splitting more heads than a rapid AK\n  Bang bang, you're dead, I'm the rabbit named James\n  And you're Clarence with no parents rapping on the main stage\n  All you do is chase fame, all I do is make waves\n  All you do is stay lame, all I do is break chains of the rap game\n  No way you will pass me\n  You're the cheaper version of me like you was a matinee\n  Can't nobody remix this like Crypt 'cause I\n  Got the drive, someone has yours like a valet\n  Punchlines for days, not talking prom, talking your face\n  'Cause when we meet, my knuckles'll buckle you\n  Drop you to the ground, that's paved\n  I'm kinda hungry, it's time for me to feast\n  Eat all of these rappers, now they're in the belly of the beast\n  And I'm the Brazen Bull, hella full, ready to let it go\n  Put that fire under my ass and all of y'all go up in smoke\n\n  Yeah, I'm feeling like a monster\n  Eminem, he done turned me to a monster\n  Hol' up, got me feeling like a monster\n  Oh lord, feel the wrath of the monster\n\n  Fill 'em with the venom and eliminate 'em\n  Other words, I minute made 'em\n  I don't want to hurt 'em, but I did 'em in a fit of rage\n  I'm murderin' again, nobody will evade him\n  Finna kill 'em and dump all the fuckin' bodies in the lake\n  Obliterating everything, incinerate and renegade 'em\n  And I make anybody who want it with the pen afraid\n  But don't nobody want it, but they're gonna get it anyway\n  'Cause I'm beginnin' to feel like I'm mentally ill\n  I'm Attila, kill or be killed, I'm a killer bee, the vanilla gorilla\n  You're bringin' the killer within me out of me\n  You don't want to be the enemy of the demon who went in me\n  And be on the receiving end of me, what stupidity it'd be\n  Every bit of me's the epitome of a spitter\n  When I'm in the vicinity, motherfucker, you better duck\n  Or you finna be dead the minute you run into me\n  A hundred percent of you is a fifth of a percent of me\n  I'm 'bout to fuckin' finish you bitch, I'm unfadable\n  You wanna battle, I'm available, I'm blowin' up like an inflatable\n  I'm undebatable, I'm unavoidable, I'm unevadable\n  I'm on the toilet bowl\n  I got a trailer full of money and I'm paid in full\n  Man stop, mission abort, read the report\n  I got more bodies on my record than the New York morgue (Ouu)\n\n  Look what I'm planning\n  Haha\n"}]