[{"id":6324296,"name":"Spark Another Owl","trackName":"Spark Another Owl","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\nSeek deep inside, tell me what you find\nCome on (come on, come on, come on...)\n\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room?\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom\nBap, let me see ya fat indo sack and get weeded\nSomebody, everybody need it\n\nMarijuana, marijuana, do ya wanna\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya?\nHomie, I'm the one wit' the shotgun in the closet\nNext to the Glad bags full of chronic\n\nPuto, don't ya be steppin' with ya hands open\nAskin' me, \"can I get a hit of whatcha smokin'?\"\nI ain't got no kind of love for a brother\nWho comes to the party with no bud\n\nI be the smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddha\nEverybody wanted it, now they talkin' about the hooter\nUp until the summer of '91\nWasn't no muthafuckas talkin' 'bout smokin' blunts\n\nFrom the West Coast to the East Coast\nEverybody be braggin', but I'm the one who be puffin' most\nFirst it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\nSpendin' up all my money\n\nNow, I roll with an elbow\nWith the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\nJust take a deep breath (ahh)\nHit it then pass it to the left\n\nYou can keep the muthafuckin' stress\nSmoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\nLight it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\nEverybody spark another owl (the owl)\nEverybody spark another owl (you can puff another owl)\nI wanna spark another owl (spark another owl)\nI wanna spark another owl (yeah, the owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Spark another owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Owl)\n\nYeah, as stroll the ways of the buddha mastas\nBrings me to the temple of boom\nI see people everywhere startin' to understand the point\nWhen I'm talkin' about the joint\nTalkin' about that marijuana\nTalkin' about the sensi'\nTalkin' about the kind, mota, boca loa-loa\nMaui Waui, Luger's award-winning\nThe Mexican green bud, cheeba, cheeba y'all\nYesca, Humboldt County, the crypt\nThe Chocolate Thai, the Afghani\nThe Michoacan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded\nWe're here at Hemp TV\nWe're with Cypress Hill in Amsterdam\nAnd we're listening to their new album\nI'm stoned, I'm outta here, goodbye folks","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.06] Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n[00:04.32] Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n[00:08.52] Come on (come on, come on, come on...)\n[00:12.13] \n[01:02.55] Who be the ones steppin' in the room?\n[01:05.84] Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n[01:08.58] Bap, let me see ya fat indo sack and get weeded\n[01:12.16] Somebody, everybody need it\n[01:14.49] Marijuana, marijuana, do ya wanna\n[01:17.52] Give me love when I put the flame on ya?\n[01:20.08] Homie, I'm the one wit' the shotgun in the closet\n[01:23.53] Next to the Glad bags full of chronic\n[01:25.98] Puto, don't ya be steppin' with ya hands open\n[01:28.85] Askin' me, \"can I get a hit of whatcha smokin'?\"\n[01:31.53] I ain't got no kind of love for a brother\n[01:34.27] Who comes to the party with no bud\n[01:36.87] I be the smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddha\n[01:40.15] Everybody wanted it, now they talkin' about the hooter\n[01:43.57] Up until the summer of '91\n[01:45.86] Wasn't no muthafuckas talkin' 'bout smokin' blunts\n[01:49.25] From the West Coast to the East Coast\n[01:51.56] Everybody be braggin', but I'm the one who be puffin' most\n[01:55.02] First it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\n[01:58.99] Spendin' up all my money\n[02:00.83] Now, I roll with an elbow\n[02:02.65] With the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\n[02:05.74] Just take a deep breath (ahh)\n[02:08.38] Hit it then pass it to the left\n[02:09.83] You can keep the muthafuckin' stress\n[02:12.02] Smoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\n[02:14.84] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n[02:16.90] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\n[02:19.78] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\n[02:22.58] Everybody spark another owl (the owl)\n[02:25.42] Everybody spark another owl (you can puff another owl)\n[02:28.43] I wanna spark another owl (spark another owl)\n[02:31.22] I wanna spark another owl (yeah, the owl)\n[02:34.01] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Spark another owl)\n[02:36.99] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Owl)\n[02:39.82] Yeah, as stroll the ways of the buddha mastas\n[02:44.44] Brings me to the temple of boom\n[02:47.27] I see people everywhere startin' to understand the point\n[02:51.36] When I'm talkin' about the joint\n[02:53.92] Talkin' about that marijuana\n[02:56.22] Talkin' about the sensi'\n[02:58.38] Talkin' about the kind, mota, boca loa-loa\n[03:03.20] Maui Waui, Luger's award-winning\n[03:06.41] The Mexican green bud, cheeba, cheeba y'all\n[03:10.53] Yesca, Humboldt County, the crypt\n[03:14.66] The Chocolate Thai, the Afghani\n[03:17.56] The Michoacan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense\n[03:24.99] Hello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded\n[03:26.73] We're here at Hemp TV\n[03:28.09] We're with Cypress Hill in Amsterdam\n[03:29.88] And we're listening to their new album\n[03:32.16] I'm stoned, I'm outta here, goodbye folks\n[03:36.53] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spark Another Owl\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: 'Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom'\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n  start_ms: 60\n  end_ms: 4320\n- text: Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n  start_ms: 4320\n  end_ms: 8520\n- text: Come on (come on, come on, come on...)\n  start_ms: 8520\n  end_ms: 12130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 12130\n  end_ms: 62550\n- text: Who be the ones steppin' in the room?\n  start_ms: 62550\n  end_ms: 65840\n- text: Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n  start_ms: 65840\n  end_ms: 68580\n- text: Bap, let me see ya fat indo sack and get weeded\n  start_ms: 68580\n  end_ms: 72160\n- text: Somebody, everybody need it\n  start_ms: 72160\n  end_ms: 74490\n- text: Marijuana, marijuana, do ya wanna\n  start_ms: 74490\n  end_ms: 77520\n- text: Give me love when I put the flame on ya?\n  start_ms: 77520\n  end_ms: 80080\n- text: Homie, I'm the one wit' the shotgun in the closet\n  start_ms: 80080\n  end_ms: 83530\n- text: Next to the Glad bags full of chronic\n  start_ms: 83530\n  end_ms: 85980\n- text: Puto, don't ya be steppin' with ya hands open\n  start_ms: 85980\n  end_ms: 88850\n- text: Askin' me, \"can I get a hit of whatcha smokin'?\"\n  start_ms: 88850\n  end_ms: 91530\n- text: I ain't got no kind of love for a brother\n  start_ms: 91530\n  end_ms: 94270\n- text: Who comes to the party with no bud\n  start_ms: 94270\n  end_ms: 96870\n- text: I be the smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddha\n  start_ms: 96870\n  end_ms: 100150\n- text: Everybody wanted it, now they talkin' about the hooter\n  start_ms: 100150\n  end_ms: 103570\n- text: Up until the summer of '91\n  start_ms: 103570\n  end_ms: 105860\n- text: Wasn't no muthafuckas talkin' 'bout smokin' blunts\n  start_ms: 105860\n  end_ms: 109250\n- text: From the West Coast to the East Coast\n  start_ms: 109250\n  end_ms: 111560\n- text: Everybody be braggin', but I'm the one who be puffin' most\n  start_ms: 111560\n  end_ms: 115020\n- text: First it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\n  start_ms: 115020\n  end_ms: 118990\n- text: Spendin' up all my money\n  start_ms: 118990\n  end_ms: 120830\n- text: Now, I roll with an elbow\n  start_ms: 120830\n  end_ms: 122650\n- text: With the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\n  start_ms: 122650\n  end_ms: 125740\n- text: Just take a deep breath (ahh)\n  start_ms: 125740\n  end_ms: 128380\n- text: Hit it then pass it to the left\n  start_ms: 128380\n  end_ms: 129830\n- text: You can keep the muthafuckin' stress\n  start_ms: 129830\n  end_ms: 132020\n- text: Smoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\n  start_ms: 132020\n  end_ms: 134840\n- text: Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n  start_ms: 134840\n  end_ms: 136900\n- text: Do you wanna spark another owl? 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(Smoke another owl)\n  Do you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\n  Everybody spark another owl (the owl)\n  Everybody spark another owl (you can puff another owl)\n  I wanna spark another owl (spark another owl)\n  I wanna spark another owl (yeah, the owl)\n  Do you wanna spark another owl? (Spark another owl)\n  Do you wanna spark another owl? 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tell me what you find,\nCome on...\n\n(B-Real):\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room,\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom,\nBack, let me see ya fat indo sack,\nAnd get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\nMari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya,\nHomie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\nNext to the fat bags full of chronic,\nPuto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\nAskin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\nI aint got no kind of love for a brother,\nWho comes to the party, with no bud,\nI be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\nEverybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\nUp until the summer of '91,\nWasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\nFrom the west coast to the east coast,\nEverybody be braggin',\nBut, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\nFirst it started with the nickel, then the dime,\nThen the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\nNow, I roll with the nelco(?),\nWith the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\nJust take a deep breath (Ahh),\nHit it then pass it to the left,\nYou can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\nSmoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\nLight it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\nEverybody spark another owl.\nEverybody spark another owl.\n\nI wanna spark another owl.\nI wanna spark another owl.\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\n(Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\nTemple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\nPoint, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\nTalkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\nMaui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all,\n\nYesca, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\nMichoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense (cough).\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here in hemp TV, with\nCypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\nStoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks.","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.36] Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind,\n[00:04.38] Seek deep inside, tell me what you find,\n[00:08.28] Come on...\n[00:11.22] (B-Real):\n[00:51.22] Who be the ones steppin' in the room,\n[01:05.87] Everybody welcome to the temple of boom,\n[01:08.86] Back, let me see ya fat indo sack,\n[01:11.64] And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\n[01:14.66] Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\n[01:17.01] Give me love when I put the flame on ya,\n[01:20.27] Homie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\n[01:23.58] Next to the fat bags full of chronic,\n[01:26.46] Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\n[01:29.05] Askin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\n[01:31.73] I aint got no kind of love for a brother,\n[01:34.44] Who comes to the party, with no bud,\n[01:37.10] I be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\n[01:40.18] Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\n[01:43.54] Up until the summer of '91,\n[01:46.39] Wasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:29.50] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:31.49] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:34.97] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:36.85] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:39.61] (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n[02:47.73] Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n[02:53.04] Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\n[02:55.66] Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\n[03:02.79] Maui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all,\n[03:10.28] Yesca, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\n[03:17.30] Michoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense (cough).\n[03:25.59] Hello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here in hemp TV, with\n[03:31.96] Cypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\n[03:35.54] Stoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks.\n[03:38.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spark Another 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139910\n  end_ms: 142620\n- text: Everybody spark another owl.\n  start_ms: 142620\n  end_ms: 145530\n- text: Everybody spark another owl.\n  start_ms: 145530\n  end_ms: 149500\n- text: I wanna spark another owl.\n  start_ms: 149500\n  end_ms: 151490\n- text: I wanna spark another owl.\n  start_ms: 151490\n  end_ms: 154970\n- text: Do you wanna spark another owl?\n  start_ms: 154970\n  end_ms: 156850\n- text: Do you wanna spark another owl?\n  start_ms: 156850\n  end_ms: 159610\n- text: (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n  start_ms: 159610\n  end_ms: 167730\n- text: Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n  start_ms: 167730\n  end_ms: 173040\n- text: Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\n  start_ms: 173040\n  end_ms: 175660\n- text: Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\n  start_ms: 175660\n  end_ms: 182790\n- text: Maui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican 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loa-loa\nMaui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all\n\nYeska, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\nMeefrakan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense (cough)\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here t hemp TV, with\nCypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\nStoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spark Another Owl\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: 'Cypress Hill III: Temples of Boom'\n  duration_ms: 221466\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n  Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n  Come on...:\n  Who be the ones steppin' in the room\n  Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n  Back, let me see ya fat indo sack\n  And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it\n  Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna\n  Give me love when I put the flame on ya\n  Homie I'm the one 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another owl?\n\n  Everybody spark another owl\n  Everybody spark another owl\n\n  I wanna spark another owl\n  I wanna spark another owl\n\n  Do you wanna spark another owl?\n  Do you wanna spark another owl?\n\n  (Sen Dog)\n  Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n  Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n  Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana\n  Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\n  Maui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all\n\n  Yeska, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\n  Meefrakan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense (cough)\n\n  Hello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here t hemp TV, with\n  Cypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\n  Stoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks\n"},{"id":17941971,"name":"Spark Another Owl","trackName":"Spark Another Owl","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Cypress Hill III: Temples of B","duration":219.846531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\nSeek deep inside, tell me what you find\nCome on...:\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom\nBack, let me see ya fat indo sack\nAnd get weeded, somebody, everybody need it\nMari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya\nHomie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet\nNext to the Glad bags full of chronic\nPuto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open\nAskin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\"\nI ain't got no kind of love for a brother\nWho comes to the party, with no bud\nI be smokein' this, indo-blazin', funk buddah\nEverybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter\nUp until the summer of '91\nWasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts\nFrom the west coast to the east coast\nEverybody be braggin'\nBut, I'm 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y'all\n\nYeska, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\nMeefrakan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense (cough)\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here t hemp TV, with\nCypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\nStoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spark Another Owl\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: 'Cypress Hill III: Temples of B'\n  duration_ms: 219847\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n  Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n  Come on...:\n  Who be the ones steppin' in the room\n  Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n  Back, let me see ya fat indo sack\n  And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it\n  Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna\n  Give me love when I put the flame on ya\n  Homie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet\n  Next to the Glad bags full of chronic\n  Puto, 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most\nFirst it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\nSpendin' up all my money\n\nNow, I roll with an elbow\nWith the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\nJust take a deep breath (ahh)\nHit it then pass it to the left\n\nYou can keep the muthafuckin' stress\nSmoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\nLight it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\nEverybody spark another owl (the owl)\nEverybody spark another owl (you can puff another owl)\nI wanna spark another owl (spark another owl)\nI wanna spark another owl (yeah, the owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Spark another owl)\nDo you wanna spark another owl? (Owl)\n\nYeah, as stroll the ways of the buddha mastas\nBrings me to the temple of boom\nI see people everywhere startin' to understand the point\nWhen I'm talkin' about the joint\nTalkin' about that marijuana\nTalkin' about the sensi'\nTalkin' about the kind, mota, boca loa-loa\nMaui Waui, Luger's award-winning\nThe Mexican green bud, cheeba, cheeba y'all\nYesca, Humboldt County, the crypt\nThe Chocolate Thai, the Afghani\nThe Michoacan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded\nWe're here at Hemp TV\nWe're with Cypress Hill in Amsterdam\nAnd we're listening to their new album\nI'm stoned, I'm outta here, goodbye folks","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n[00:04.37] Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n[00:08.53] Come on (come on, come on, come on...)\n[00:12.13] \n[00:36.48] \n[01:02.52] Who be the ones steppin' in the room?\n[01:05.84] Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n[01:08.56] Bap, let me see ya fat indo sack and get weeded\n[01:12.18] Somebody, everybody need it\n[01:14.49] Marijuana, marijuana, do ya wanna\n[01:17.58] Give me love when I put the flame on ya?\n[01:20.02] Homie, I'm the one wit' the shotgun in the closet\n[01:23.52] Next to the Glad bags full of chronic\n[01:25.98] Puto, don't ya be steppin' with ya hands open\n[01:28.88] Askin' me, \"can I get a hit of whatcha smokin'?\"\n[01:31.50] I ain't got no kind of love for a brother\n[01:34.20] Who comes to the party with no bud\n[01:36.86] I be the smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddha\n[01:40.13] Everybody wanted it, now they talkin' about the hooter\n[01:43.57] Up until the summer of '91\n[01:45.82] Wasn't no muthafuckas talkin' 'bout smokin' blunts\n[01:49.25] From the West Coast to the East Coast\n[01:51.55] Everybody be braggin', but I'm the one who be puffin' most\n[01:55.08] First it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\n[01:58.98] Spendin' up all my money\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with an elbow\n[02:02.67] With the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\n[02:05.76] Just take a deep breath (ahh)\n[02:08.32] Hit it then pass it to the left\n[02:09.81] You can keep the muthafuckin' stress\n[02:12.05] Smoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\n[02:14.84] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n[02:16.98] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\n[02:19.75] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Smoke another owl)\n[02:22.60] Everybody spark another owl (the owl)\n[02:25.42] Everybody spark another owl (you can puff another owl)\n[02:28.48] I wanna spark another owl (spark another owl)\n[02:31.23] I wanna spark another owl (yeah, the owl)\n[02:34.08] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Spark another owl)\n[02:36.96] Do you wanna spark another owl? (Owl)\n[02:39.84] Yeah, as stroll the ways of the buddha mastas\n[02:44.47] Brings me to the temple of boom\n[02:47.27] I see people everywhere startin' to understand the point\n[02:51.36] When I'm talkin' about the joint\n[02:53.96] Talkin' about that marijuana\n[02:56.26] Talkin' about the sensi'\n[02:58.35] Talkin' about the kind, mota, boca loa-loa\n[03:03.17] Maui Waui, Luger's award-winning\n[03:06.43] The Mexican green bud, cheeba, cheeba y'all\n[03:10.59] Yesca, Humboldt County, the crypt\n[03:14.63] The Chocolate Thai, the Afghani\n[03:17.55] The Michoacan, the indo, the skonka, the bad breath sense\n[03:24.94] Hello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded\n[03:26.79] We're here at Hemp TV\n[03:28.03] We're with Cypress Hill in Amsterdam\n[03:29.82] And we're listening to their new album\n[03:32.14] I'm stoned, I'm outta here, goodbye folks\n[03:34.60] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Spark Another Owl\n  artist: Cypress Hill\n  album: Cypress Hill / Black Sunday / Temples of Boom\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 4370\n- text: Seek deep inside, tell me what you find\n  start_ms: 4370\n  end_ms: 8530\n- text: Come on (come on, come on, come on...)\n  start_ms: 8530\n  end_ms: 12130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 12130\n  end_ms: 36480\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 36480\n  end_ms: 62520\n- text: Who be the ones steppin' in the room?\n  start_ms: 62520\n  end_ms: 65840\n- text: Everybody welcome to the temple of boom\n  start_ms: 65840\n  end_ms: 68560\n- text: Bap, let me see ya fat indo sack and get weeded\n  start_ms: 68560\n  end_ms: 72180\n- text: Somebody, everybody need it\n  start_ms: 72180\n  end_ms: 74490\n- text: Marijuana, marijuana, do ya wanna\n  start_ms: 74490\n  end_ms: 77580\n- text: Give me love when I put the flame on ya?\n  start_ms: 77580\n  end_ms: 80020\n- text: Homie, I'm the one wit' the shotgun in the closet\n  start_ms: 80020\n  end_ms: 83520\n- text: Next to the Glad bags full of chronic\n  start_ms: 83520\n  end_ms: 85980\n- text: Puto, don't ya be steppin' with ya hands open\n  start_ms: 85980\n  end_ms: 88880\n- text: Askin' me, \"can I get a hit of whatcha smokin'?\"\n  start_ms: 88880\n  end_ms: 91500\n- text: I ain't got no kind of love for a brother\n  start_ms: 91500\n  end_ms: 94200\n- text: Who comes to the party with no bud\n  start_ms: 94200\n  end_ms: 96860\n- text: I be the smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddha\n  start_ms: 96860\n  end_ms: 100130\n- text: Everybody wanted it, now they talkin' about the hooter\n  start_ms: 100130\n  end_ms: 103570\n- text: Up until the summer of '91\n  start_ms: 103570\n  end_ms: 105820\n- text: Wasn't no muthafuckas talkin' 'bout smokin' blunts\n  start_ms: 105820\n  end_ms: 109250\n- text: From the West Coast to the East Coast\n  start_ms: 109250\n  end_ms: 111550\n- text: Everybody be braggin', but I'm the one who be puffin' most\n  start_ms: 111550\n  end_ms: 115080\n- text: First it started with the nickel, then the dime then the 20\n  start_ms: 115080\n  end_ms: 118980\n- text: Spendin' up all my money\n  start_ms: 118980\n  end_ms: 120860\n- text: Now, I roll with an elbow\n  start_ms: 120860\n  end_ms: 122670\n- text: With the pound in the pad smokin' up the indo\n  start_ms: 122670\n  end_ms: 125760\n- text: Just take a deep breath (ahh)\n  start_ms: 125760\n  end_ms: 128320\n- text: Hit it then pass it to the left\n  start_ms: 128320\n  end_ms: 129810\n- text: You can keep the muthafuckin' stress\n  start_ms: 129810\n  end_ms: 132050\n- text: Smoke it up, just puff it up, oh yeah\n  start_ms: 132050\n  end_ms: 134840\n- text: Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air\n  start_ms: 134840\n  end_ms: 136980\n- text: Do you wanna spark another owl? 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tell me what you find,\nCome on...\n\n(B-Real):\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room,\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom,\nBack, let me see ya fat indo sack,\nAnd get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\nMari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya,\nHomie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\nNext to the fat bags full of chronic,\nPuto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\nAskin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\nI aint got no kind of love for a brother,\nWho comes to the party, with no bud,\nI be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\nEverybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\nUp until the summer of '91,\nWasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\nFrom the west coast to the east coast,\nEverybody be braggin',\nBut, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\nFirst it started with the nickel, then the dime,\nThen the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\nNow, I roll with the nelco(?),\nWith the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\nJust take a deep breath (Ahh),\nHit it then pass it to the left,\nYou can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\nSmoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\nLight it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\nEverybody spark another owl.\nEverybody spark another owl.\n\nI wanna spark another owl.\nI wanna spark another owl.\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\n(Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\nTemple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\nPoint, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\nTalkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\nMaui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all,\n\nYesca, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\nMichoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense (cough).\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here in hemp TV, with\nCypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\nStoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks.","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.36] Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind,\n[00:04.38] Seek deep inside, tell me what you find,\n[00:08.28] Come on...\n[00:11.22] (B-Real):\n[00:51.22] Who be the ones steppin' in the room,\n[01:05.87] Everybody welcome to the temple of boom,\n[01:08.86] Back, let me see ya fat indo sack,\n[01:11.64] And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\n[01:14.66] Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\n[01:17.01] Give me love when I put the flame on ya,\n[01:20.27] Homie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\n[01:23.58] Next to the fat bags full of chronic,\n[01:26.46] Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\n[01:29.05] Askin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\n[01:31.73] I aint got no kind of love for a brother,\n[01:34.44] Who comes to the party, with no bud,\n[01:37.10] I be 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bud,\n[01:37.10] I be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\n[01:40.18] Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\n[01:43.54] Up until the summer of '91,\n[01:46.39] Wasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark 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Next to the fat bags full of chronic,\n[01:26.46] Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\n[01:29.05] Askin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\n[01:31.73] I aint got no kind of love for a brother,\n[01:34.44] Who comes to the party, with no bud,\n[01:37.10] I be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\n[01:40.18] Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\n[01:43.54] Up until the summer of '91,\n[01:46.39] Wasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:29.50] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:31.49] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:34.97] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:36.85] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:39.61] (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n[02:47.73] Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n[02:53.04] Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\n[02:55.66] Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\n[03:02.79] Maui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all,\n[03:10.28] Yesca, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\n[03:17.30] Michoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense 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Michoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense (cough).\n\n  Hello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here in hemp TV, with\n  Cypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\n  Stoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks.\n"},{"id":29361794,"name":"SPARK ANOTHER OWL","trackName":"SPARK ANOTHER OWL","artistName":"CYPRESS HILL","albumName":"TEMPLESS OF BOOM","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind,\nSeek deep inside, tell me what you find,\nCome on...\n\n(B-Real):\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room,\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom,\nBack, let me see ya fat indo sack,\nAnd get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\nMari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya,\nHomie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\nNext to the fat bags full of chronic,\nPuto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\nAskin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha 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sack,\n[01:11.64] And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\n[01:14.66] Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\n[01:17.01] Give me love when I put the flame on ya,\n[01:20.27] Homie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\n[01:23.58] Next to the fat bags full of chronic,\n[01:26.46] Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\n[01:29.05] Askin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\n[01:31.73] I aint got no kind of love for a brother,\n[01:34.44] Who comes to the party, with no bud,\n[01:37.10] I be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\n[01:40.18] Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\n[01:43.54] Up until the summer of '91,\n[01:46.39] Wasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:29.50] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:31.49] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:34.97] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:36.85] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:39.61] (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n[02:47.73] Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n[02:53.04] Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\n[02:55.66] Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca 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blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:29.50] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:31.49] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:34.97] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:36.85] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:39.61] (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the 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everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here t hemp TV, with\n  Cypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\n  Stoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks\n"},{"id":19867256,"name":"Spark Another Owl","trackName":"Spark Another Owl","artistName":"Cypress Hill","albumName":"Temple Of Boom","duration":216.327359,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind,\nSeek deep inside, tell me what you find,\nCome on...\n\n(B-Real):\nWho be the ones steppin' in the room,\nEverybody welcome to the temple of boom,\nBack, let me see ya fat indo sack,\nAnd get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\nMari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\nGive me love when I put the flame on ya,\nHomie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\nNext to the fat bags full of chronic,\nPuto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\nAskin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\nI aint got no kind of love for a brother,\nWho comes to the party, with no bud,\nI be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\nEverybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\nUp until the summer of '91,\nWasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\nFrom the west coast to the east coast,\nEverybody be braggin',\nBut, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\nFirst it started with the nickel, then the dime,\nThen the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\nNow, I roll with the nelco(?),\nWith the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\nJust take a deep breath (Ahh),\nHit it then pass it to the left,\nYou can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\nSmoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\nLight it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\nEverybody spark another owl.\nEverybody spark another owl.\n\nI wanna spark another owl.\nI wanna spark another owl.\n\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\nDo you wanna spark another owl?\n\n(Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\nTemple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\nPoint, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\nTalkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\nMaui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba y'all,\n\nYesca, humble pound weed, the crypt, the choclate tide, the afgani, the\nMichoacan, the indo, the skunka, the bad breath sense (cough).\n\nHello everyone, I'm Kurt Loaded, we're here in hemp TV, with\nCypress Hill in Amsterdam we're listening to there new album, I'm\nStoned, I'm outta here, Goodbye folks.","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.36] Once again the powers of the herb open up the mind,\n[00:04.38] Seek deep inside, tell me what you find,\n[00:08.28] Come on...\n[00:11.22] (B-Real):\n[00:51.22] Who be the ones steppin' in the room,\n[01:05.87] Everybody welcome to the temple of boom,\n[01:08.86] Back, let me see ya fat indo sack,\n[01:11.64] And get weeded, somebody, everybody need it,\n[01:14.66] Mari-Juana, Mari-Juana, do ya wanna,\n[01:17.01] Give me love when I put the flame on ya,\n[01:20.27] Homie I'm the one with the shotgun, in the closet,\n[01:23.58] Next to the fat bags full of chronic,\n[01:26.46] Puto, don't ya be steppin', with ya hands open,\n[01:29.05] Askin' me \"can I get a hit of what t'cha smokein'\",\n[01:31.73] I aint got no kind of love for a brother,\n[01:34.44] Who comes to the party, with no bud,\n[01:37.10] I be smokinest, indo-blazin', funk buddah,\n[01:40.18] Everybody, wanted it, now they talk about the hooter,\n[01:43.54] Up until the summer of '91,\n[01:46.39] Wasn't no mutha fuckas talkin' 'bout smokein' blunts,\n[01:49.23] From the west coast to the east coast,\n[01:51.58] Everybody be braggin',\n[01:53.21] But, I'm the one who be puffin' most,\n[01:54.86] First it started with the nickel, then the dime,\n[01:57.85] Then the Twenty, spendin' up all my money,\n[02:00.86] Now, I roll with the nelco(?),\n[02:04.32] With the pound in the pad smokein' up the indo,\n[02:06.55] Just take a deep breath (Ahh),\n[02:08.83] Hit it then pass it to the left,\n[02:10.82] You can keep the mutha fuckin' stress,\n[02:12.54] Smoke it up, just puff it up, (O yea),\n[02:15.30] Light it up, then put your spliff up in the air,\n[02:17.30] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:19.91] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:22.62] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:25.53] Everybody spark another owl.\n[02:29.50] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:31.49] I wanna spark another owl.\n[02:34.97] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:36.85] Do you wanna spark another owl?\n[02:39.61] (Sen Dog)Yea, stroll the ways of the buddah mastas, brings me to the\n[02:47.73] Temple of boom, I see people everywhere startin' to understand the\n[02:53.04] Point, when I'm talking about the joint, talkin' 'bout that marijuana,\n[02:55.66] Talkin' 'bout the sense, talkin' 'bout the kind mota boca loa-loa\n[03:02.79] Maui, maui, lugers of work- ready, mexican greenba, cheeba, cheeba 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