[{"id":2715177,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"D.I.T.C.","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: D.I.T.C.\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 1840\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to-\n  start_ms: 1840\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: Sit back, I'm-\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 5320\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  start_ms: 5320\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to-\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 9430\n- text: Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  start_ms: 9430\n  end_ms: 13410\n- text: Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  start_ms: 13410\n  end_ms: 18980\n- text: Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n  start_ms: 18980\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 27230\n- text: Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  start_ms: 27230\n  end_ms: 30330\n- text: Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  start_ms: 30330\n  end_ms: 33580\n- text: They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  start_ms: 33580\n  end_ms: 35560\n- text: Listen Columbo, you're mad 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tax?\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123730\n- text: I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  start_ms: 123730\n  end_ms: 126440\n- text: But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  start_ms: 126440\n  end_ms: 129260\n- text: Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  start_ms: 129260\n  end_ms: 131600\n- text: Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n  start_ms: 131600\n  end_ms: 134820\n- text: Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 134820\n  end_ms: 136840\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 136840\n  end_ms: 139700\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 139700\n  end_ms: 142340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 142340\n  end_ms: 145230\n- text: Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 145230\n  end_ms: 147880\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 147880\n  end_ms: 150810\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 150810\n  end_ms: 153340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 153340\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: '\"What would you do if a vicious enemy'\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 160440\n- text: Suddenly started coming at you\n  start_ms: 160440\n  end_ms: 162720\n- text: Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n  start_ms: 162720\n  end_ms: 165650\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 165650\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":22976035,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"D.I.T.C.","duration":266.493333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: D.I.T.C.\n  duration_ms: 266493\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 1840\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to-\n  start_ms: 1840\n  end_ms: 3670\n- text: Sit back, I'm-\n  start_ms: 3670\n  end_ms: 5320\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  start_ms: 5320\n  end_ms: 8230\n- text: Sit back, I'm about to-\n  start_ms: 8230\n  end_ms: 9430\n- text: Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  start_ms: 9430\n  end_ms: 13410\n- text: Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  start_ms: 13410\n  end_ms: 18980\n- text: Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n  start_ms: 18980\n  end_ms: 23420\n- text: I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  start_ms: 23420\n  end_ms: 27230\n- text: Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  start_ms: 27230\n  end_ms: 30330\n- text: Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  start_ms: 30330\n  end_ms: 33580\n- text: They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  start_ms: 33580\n  end_ms: 35560\n- text: Listen Columbo, you're mad 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lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 150810\n  end_ms: 153340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 153340\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: '\"What would you do if a vicious enemy'\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 160440\n- text: Suddenly started coming at you\n  start_ms: 160440\n  end_ms: 162720\n- text: Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n  start_ms: 162720\n  end_ms: 165650\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 165650\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":12001421,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"D.I.T.C. 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Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: D.I.T.C. 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":25224668,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.C.T","albumName":"D.I.C.T (EUROPEAN RETAIL)","duration":166.208333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n[00:01.88] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.64] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.36] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.26] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.49] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.42] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.97] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.47] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.25] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.36] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.50] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.58] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.33] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.80] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.17] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.75] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.73] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.70] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.06] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.71] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.91] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.18] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.80] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.37] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.40] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.24] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.72] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.31] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.28] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.80] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.45] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.75] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.55] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.79] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.12] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.33] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.84] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.78] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.14] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.21] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.29] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.67] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.86] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.89] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.73] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.37] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.27] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.86] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.83] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.35] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.64] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.41] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.77] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.C.T\n  album: D.I.C.T (EUROPEAN RETAIL)\n  duration_ms: 166208\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":24605839,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"D.I.T.C. 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Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: D.I.T.C. 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":13419108,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C. / Big L / Fat Joe","albumName":"D.I.T.C.","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C. / Big L / Fat Joe\n  album: D.I.T.C.\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":39115302,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C. • Big L • Fat Joe","albumName":"D.I.T.C.","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.05] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.88] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.64] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.36] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.26] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.49] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.42] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.97] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.47] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.25] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.36] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.50] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.58] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.33] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.80] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.17] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.75] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.73] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.70] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.06] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.71] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.91] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.18] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.80] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.37] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.40] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.24] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.72] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.31] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.28] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.80] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.45] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.75] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.55] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.79] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.12] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.33] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.84] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.78] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.14] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.21] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.29] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.67] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.86] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.89] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.73] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.37] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.27] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.86] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.83] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.35] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.64] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.41] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.77] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C. • Big L • Fat Joe\n  album: D.I.T.C.\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (feat. 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Rappers?\"\n[00:01.88] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.64] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.36] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.26] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.49] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.42] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.97] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.47] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.25] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.36] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.50] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.58] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.33] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.80] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.17] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.75] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.73] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.70] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.06] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.71] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.91] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.18] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.80] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.37] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.40] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.24] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.72] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.31] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.28] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.80] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.45] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.75] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.55] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.79] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.12] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.33] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.84] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.78] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.14] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.21] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.29] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.67] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.86] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.89] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.73] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.37] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.27] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.86] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.83] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.35] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.64] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.41] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.77] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (Feat. 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because your money come slow\n  start_ms: 35580\n  end_ms: 38330\n- text: And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  start_ms: 38330\n  end_ms: 40800\n- text: Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  start_ms: 40800\n  end_ms: 43170\n- text: Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n  start_ms: 43170\n  end_ms: 45750\n- text: You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  start_ms: 45750\n  end_ms: 48730\n- text: Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  start_ms: 48730\n  end_ms: 51700\n- text: I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  start_ms: 51700\n  end_ms: 54060\n- text: I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  start_ms: 54060\n  end_ms: 56710\n- text: I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  start_ms: 56710\n  end_ms: 60070\n- text: I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  start_ms: 60070\n  end_ms: 62910\n- text: I drink Cristal, I'm through 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lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 150830\n  end_ms: 153350\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 153350\n  end_ms: 156640\n- text: '\"What would you do if a vicious enemy'\n  start_ms: 156640\n  end_ms: 160410\n- text: Suddenly started coming at you\n  start_ms: 160410\n  end_ms: 162770\n- text: Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n  start_ms: 162770\n  end_ms: 165680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 165680\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":2715176,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C. feat. 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Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C. feat. 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":23408973,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"DJ Premier - Premier Cuts Vol. 1.","duration":166.252917,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: DJ Premier - Premier Cuts Vol. 1.\n  duration_ms: 166253\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":28939061,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"King Preemo Vol. 4","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: King Preemo Vol. 4\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":28025933,"name":"Da Enemy","trackName":"Da Enemy","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"Prime Cuts, Volume 1","duration":166.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: Prime Cuts, Volume 1\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":14095274,"name":"Da Enemy (Showbiz Remix)","trackName":"Da Enemy (Showbiz Remix)","artistName":"Big L","albumName":"D.I.T.C. ‎– The Remix Project","duration":168.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (Showbiz Remix)\n  artist: Big L\n  album: D.I.T.C. ‎– The Remix Project\n  duration_ms: 168000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (Bink remix)\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: The Remix Project\n  duration_ms: 164000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? 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Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy\n  artist: D.I.T.C., Big L, Fat Joe\n  album: The Big Picture\n  duration_ms: 166000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"Fuck, who did I offend? 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breaking laws\n  start_ms: 62960\n  end_ms: 65570\n- text: I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n  start_ms: 65570\n  end_ms: 68110\n- text: So get that flashlight out of my face\n  start_ms: 68110\n  end_ms: 70750\n- text: To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  start_ms: 70750\n  end_ms: 73320\n- text: Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  start_ms: 73320\n  end_ms: 76470\n- text: Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n  start_ms: 76470\n  end_ms: 79220\n- text: Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 79220\n  end_ms: 81760\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 81760\n  end_ms: 84380\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 84380\n  end_ms: 87230\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 87230\n  end_ms: 89890\n- text: Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  start_ms: 89890\n  end_ms: 93250\n- text: Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  start_ms: 93250\n  end_ms: 96460\n- text: Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  start_ms: 96460\n  end_ms: 98710\n- text: Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  start_ms: 98710\n  end_ms: 101580\n- text: For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  start_ms: 101580\n  end_ms: 104780\n- text: Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  start_ms: 104780\n  end_ms: 107190\n- text: So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  start_ms: 107190\n  end_ms: 109320\n- text: Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n  start_ms: 109320\n  end_ms: 112810\n- text: And show these kids how legit it is\n  start_ms: 112810\n  end_ms: 114720\n- text: Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  start_ms: 114720\n  end_ms: 118200\n- text: So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  start_ms: 118200\n  end_ms: 120270\n- text: Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123730\n- text: I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  start_ms: 123730\n  end_ms: 126440\n- text: But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  start_ms: 126440\n  end_ms: 129260\n- text: Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  start_ms: 129260\n  end_ms: 131600\n- text: Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n  start_ms: 131600\n  end_ms: 134820\n- text: Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 134820\n  end_ms: 136840\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 136840\n  end_ms: 139700\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 139700\n  end_ms: 142340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 142340\n  end_ms: 145230\n- text: Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 145230\n  end_ms: 147880\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 147880\n  end_ms: 150810\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 150810\n  end_ms: 153340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 153340\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: '\"What would you do if a vicious enemy'\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 160440\n- text: Suddenly started coming at you\n  start_ms: 160440\n  end_ms: 162720\n- text: Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n  start_ms: 162720\n  end_ms: 165650\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 165650\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":18058904,"name":"Da Enemy (feat. Big L. & Fat Joe)","trackName":"Da Enemy (feat. Big L. & Fat Joe)","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"2:47","duration":166.4,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n[00:01.84] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:03.67] Sit back, I'm-\n[00:05.32] Sit back, I'm about to begin\n[00:08.23] Sit back, I'm about to-\n[00:09.43] Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n[00:13.41] Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n[00:18.98] Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n[00:23.42] I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n[00:27.23] Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n[00:30.33] Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n[00:33.58] They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n[00:35.56] Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n[00:38.39] And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n[00:40.84] Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n[00:43.19] Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n[00:45.77] You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n[00:48.79] Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n[00:51.78] I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n[00:54.01] I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n[00:56.73] I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n[01:00.07] I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n[01:02.96] I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n[01:05.57] I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n[01:08.11] So get that flashlight out of my face\n[01:10.75] To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n[01:13.32] Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n[01:16.47] Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n[01:19.22] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[01:21.76] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[01:24.38] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[01:27.23] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[01:29.89] Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n[01:33.25] Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n[01:36.46] Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n[01:38.71] Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n[01:41.58] For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n[01:44.78] Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n[01:47.19] So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n[01:49.32] Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n[01:52.81] And show these kids how legit it is\n[01:54.72] Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n[01:58.20] So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n[02:00.27] Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n[02:03.73] I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n[02:06.44] But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n[02:09.26] Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n[02:11.60] Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n[02:14.82] Why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:16.84] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:19.70] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:22.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:25.23] Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n[02:27.88] I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n[02:30.81] Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n[02:33.34] They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n[02:36.62] \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n[02:40.44] Suddenly started coming at you\n[02:42.72] Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n[02:45.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (feat. 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tax?\n  start_ms: 120270\n  end_ms: 123730\n- text: I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  start_ms: 123730\n  end_ms: 126440\n- text: But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  start_ms: 126440\n  end_ms: 129260\n- text: Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  start_ms: 129260\n  end_ms: 131600\n- text: Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n  start_ms: 131600\n  end_ms: 134820\n- text: Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 134820\n  end_ms: 136840\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 136840\n  end_ms: 139700\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 139700\n  end_ms: 142340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 142340\n  end_ms: 145230\n- text: Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  start_ms: 145230\n  end_ms: 147880\n- text: I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  start_ms: 147880\n  end_ms: 150810\n- text: Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  start_ms: 150810\n  end_ms: 153340\n- text: They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n  start_ms: 153340\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: '\"What would you do if a vicious enemy'\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 160440\n- text: Suddenly started coming at you\n  start_ms: 160440\n  end_ms: 162720\n- text: Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n  start_ms: 162720\n  end_ms: 165650\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 165650\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"},{"id":21694009,"name":"Da Enemy (Bink Remix) (ft. Big L & Fat Joe)","trackName":"Da Enemy (Bink Remix) (ft. Big L & Fat Joe)","artistName":"D.I.T.C.","albumName":"The Remix Project","duration":164.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm-\nSit back, I'm about to begin\nSit back, I'm about to-\nSit back, I'm about, about to begin\nSit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\nSit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\nI drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\nKnots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\nPulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\nThey wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\nListen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\nAnd what you make in a year, I make in one show\nNow you wanna frisk me and search my ride\nCall me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\nYou're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\nTalking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\nI'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\nI love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\nI walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\nI'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\nI drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\nI don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\nSo get that flashlight out of my face\nTo bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\nWord up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\nPraying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\nPut me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\nPlus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\nBig Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\nFor sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\nSince Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\nSo I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\nPursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\nAnd show these kids how legit it is\nShit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\nSo where's your witnesses you claim to have\nSaying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\nI'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\nBut it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\nAiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\nOr catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\nWhy do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\nAiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\nI done came way too far to be calling it quits\nJake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\nThey can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n\"What would you do if a vicious enemy\nSuddenly started coming at you\nArmed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Da Enemy (Bink Remix) (ft. Big L & Fat Joe)\n  artist: D.I.T.C.\n  album: The Remix Project\n  duration_ms: 164000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  \"Fuck, who did I offend? Rappers?\"\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm-\n  Sit back, I'm about to begin\n  Sit back, I'm about to-\n  Sit back, I'm about, about to begin\n  Sit, sit, sit back, sit back, I'm about to, about to begin\n  Sit, sit back, back, back, back, I'm about to, begin\n\n  I drive up and down Harlem blocks, iced-out watch\n  Knots in my socks, cops think I'm selling rocks\n  Pulling me over to see if I'm drunk, but I'm sober\n  They wouldn't fuck with me if I drove a Nova\n  Listen Columbo, you're mad because your money come slow\n  And what you make in a year, I make in one show\n  Now you wanna frisk me and search my ride\n  Call me all kind of names, try to hurt my pride\n\n  You're just mad 'cause I'm a young cat, pockets dumb fat\n  Talking 'bout, \"Where the gun at?\" I been there and done that\n  I'm through with that illegal life, I'm staying legit\n  I love to see cars come cruising by and playing my shit\n  I walk around with six thou' without a pistol, my whole clique's wild\n  I'm rich pal, no more sticks, I'm making hits now\n  I drink Cristal, I'm through breaking laws\n  I don't sell coke anymore, I do tours\n\n  So get that flashlight out of my face\n  To bring me down, them Jakes will do whatever it takes\n  Word up, them Federals got my phone and my house tapped\n  Praying that I fall for the mousetrap, I doubt that\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, enough's enough, Federals try to set me up\n  Put me in cuffs and crush what I lust into dust\n  Plus, they want a nigga's soul, but they know\n  Big Joey Crack will never rat a cat that he know\n  For sure, death before dishonor, I left the streets alone\n  Since Tone deceased, it almost killed his mama\n  So I'ma keep doing what I'm doing\n  Pursuing my dream 'til there's enough cream to start my own union\n\n  And show these kids how legit it is\n  Shit is real, I used to steal, but now I own several businesses\n  So where's your witnesses you claim to have\n  Saying that I'm taking half, extorting New York and not paying tax?\n  I'm laid back playing the role, laying the low\n  But it's the same old Joe, so don't get KO'd\n  Aiyyo, I'm gonna fry for what I never did\n  Or catch a heavy bid, why don't they just let a nigga live?\n\n  Why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  Aiyyo, why do I end up in so much shit?\n  I done came way too far to be calling it quits\n  Jake wanna lock me up, even though I'm legit\n  They can't stand to see a young brother pockets get thick\n\n  \"What would you do if a vicious enemy\n  Suddenly started coming at you\n  Armed to the teeth and ready to kill you?\"\n"}]