[{"id":31625810,"name":"60 Second Assassins ft. Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone, Twista & Jaz-O","trackName":"60 Second Assassins ft. Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone, Twista & Jaz-O","artistName":"DJ Kay Slay","albumName":"60 Second Assassins [Single]","duration":217.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"G-Force (what's up Slay?)\nI need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\nFour suspects (who?)\nBusta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\nTwista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\nThere they go, take the shot!\nTake the shot! DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.86] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:03.65] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:05.49] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.12] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.56] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:16.17] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:17.75] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:21.26] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.30] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:23.67] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.43] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:26.90] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:27.77] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.05] Better know that you can never\n[00:28.62] See me little nigga\n[00:29.20] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:29.85] I will never STOP\n[00:30.91] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.87] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.41] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.27] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:33.99] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:34.79] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:36.07] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:37.30] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:38.03] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:39.81] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:41.21] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:42.88] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:44.80] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:45.85] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:46.15] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:47.05] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:48.05] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:49.98] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:51.22] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:54.82] With a lot of laughter\n[00:57.03] See the way I capture\n[00:57.88] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.33] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.20] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:06.02] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.53] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.48] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.27] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.55] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.10] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.33] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.77] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.06] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.55] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:20.03] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.45] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.74] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.20] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:25.16] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:26.47] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:29.71] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:31.88] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.65] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:35.31] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:37.73] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:39.31] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:40.17] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:41.09] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.39] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.69] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:44.92] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.23] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.58] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:50.35] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:51.14] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:53.10] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:55.09] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.32] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:58.98] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:01.45] or\n[02:02.12] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:02.91] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:03.82] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:04.69] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.67] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:06.75] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:08.34] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:09.51] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:11.16] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:12.70] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:14.18] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:15.26] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:16.69] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:20.04] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:22.88] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:23.93] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:26.25] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:27.36] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:29.41] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:31.25] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:34.16] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:35.63] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:36.98] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:37.95] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:38.69] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:41.82] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:43.74] What can it be?\n[02:46.98] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:47.85] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:48.83] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:49.93] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:51.08] What about me?\n[02:51.95] Been through the pain\n[02:53.25] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:54.17] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:55.32] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:57.11] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:58.01] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:59.14] Got a flurry\n[02:59.96] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[03:00.72] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[03:01.32] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[03:02.43] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[03:03.51] Keep the fader for the haters\n[03:04.57] Nigga real for real\n[03:05.12] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[03:06.23] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[03:07.13] Takin over the world\n[03:07.98] Made of with your girl\n[03:08.55] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:09.09] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:09.74] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:10.69] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:11.37] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:12.08] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:12.88] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:13.50] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:14.23] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:15.07] No trip, no travesty\n[03:15.86] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:19.26] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:20.31] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:21.34] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:22.32] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:23.07] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:23.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 60 Second Assassins ft. 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I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":15140332,"name":"60 Second Assassins","trackName":"60 Second Assassins","artistName":"DJ Kay Slay","albumName":"Law of Attraction","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"G-Force (what's up Slay?)\nI need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\nFour suspects (who?)\nBusta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\nTwista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\nThere they go, take the shot!\nTake the shot! DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.93] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:04.05] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.00] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.81] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.54] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:16.30] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.94] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:21.22] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.97] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.21] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.53] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:27.02] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:28.03] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.71] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.34] See me little nigga\n[00:30.08] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.60] I will never STOP\n[00:31.28] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.78] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.65] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.94] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.40] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.04] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.11] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:39.70] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:40.85] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:41.92] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:42.62] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:43.74] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.18] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.34] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:48.98] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:50.64] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:52.14] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:53.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:54.89] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:56.25] With a lot of laughter\n[00:57.24] See the way I capture\n[00:57.81] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.43] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.26] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.75] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.35] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.70] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.26] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.60] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.09] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.36] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.68] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.07] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.32] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.92] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.27] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.66] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.44] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.96] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.41] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.86] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.28] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.56] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:35.05] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.43] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:37.74] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:38.80] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:40.68] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.24] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.69] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.03] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.38] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.81] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.96] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:52.05] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:53.56] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:54.92] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.35] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:59.13] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:01.62] or\n[02:02.34] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:03.30] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:04.20] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:04.91] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.72] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:07.23] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:08.79] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:10.18] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:12.57] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:14.05] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:16.00] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:18.33] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.25] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:23.96] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:25.39] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:26.78] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:29.80] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:32.59] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:34.06] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:34.94] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:35.90] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:36.99] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:38.03] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:39.30] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:40.66] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:43.69] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:46.07] What can it be?\n[02:47.29] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:48.14] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:49.20] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:50.91] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:51.89] What about me?\n[02:52.71] Been through the pain\n[02:53.42] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:54.70] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:56.13] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:57.75] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:58.80] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:59.52] Got a flurry\n[03:00.12] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[03:00.65] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[03:01.82] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[03:04.06] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[03:05.00] Keep the fader for the haters\n[03:05.89] Nigga real for real\n[03:06.55] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[03:07.68] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[03:08.69] Takin over the world\n[03:09.45] Made of with your girl\n[03:10.24] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:11.24] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:13.24] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:14.44] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:15.88] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:17.24] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:18.71] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:19.97] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:21.32] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:22.62] No trip, no travesty\n[03:24.24] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:25.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:26.97] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:28.59] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:30.18] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:31.22] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:33.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 60 Second Assassins\n  artist: DJ Kay Slay\n  album: Law of Attraction\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n  start_ms: 2930\n  end_ms: 4050\n- text: I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n  start_ms: 4050\n  end_ms: 6000\n- text: Four suspects (who?)\n  start_ms: 6000\n  end_ms: 8810\n- text: Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n  start_ms: 8810\n  end_ms: 13540\n- text: Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n  start_ms: 13540\n  end_ms: 16300\n- text: There they go, take the shot!\n  start_ms: 16300\n  end_ms: 18940\n- text: Take the shot! 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DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":15200391,"name":"60 Second Assassins [Prod. 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DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.75] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:03.93] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.32] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:09.34] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.50] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:15.50] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.12] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:20.12] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:23.03] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.49] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.78] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:26.87] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:27.75] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.40] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.03] See me little nigga\n[00:30.04] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.66] I will never STOP\n[00:31.39] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.98] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.91] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.90] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.16] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.24] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.99] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:40.19] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:41.43] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:42.30] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:43.46] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:44.39] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.37] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.19] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:47.44] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:49.50] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:50.71] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:51.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:52.91] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:54.02] With a lot of laughter\n[00:54.80] See the way I capture\n[00:56.03] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.55] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.30] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.73] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.42] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.76] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.02] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. 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DAMN!\n  start_ms: 18120\n  end_ms: 20120\n- text: When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  start_ms: 20120\n  end_ms: 23030\n- text: And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  start_ms: 23030\n  end_ms: 24490\n- text: Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  start_ms: 24490\n  end_ms: 25780\n- text: You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  start_ms: 25780\n  end_ms: 26870\n- text: Every time I come to hit'cha\n  start_ms: 26870\n  end_ms: 27750\n- text: With a little bit of killa\n  start_ms: 27750\n  end_ms: 28400\n- text: Better know that you can never\n  start_ms: 28400\n  end_ms: 29030\n- text: See me little nigga\n  start_ms: 29030\n  end_ms: 30040\n- text: While I'm at the TOP\n  start_ms: 30040\n  end_ms: 30660\n- text: I will never STOP\n  start_ms: 30660\n  end_ms: 31390\n- text: When a nigga POP\n  start_ms: 31390\n  end_ms: 31980\n- text: See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  start_ms: 31980\n  end_ms: 32910\n- text: Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  start_ms: 32910\n  end_ms: 33900\n- text: Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  start_ms: 33900\n  end_ms: 35160\n- text: Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  start_ms: 35160\n  end_ms: 37240\n- text: Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  start_ms: 37240\n  end_ms: 38990\n- text: With a passion and a lot of action\n  start_ms: 38990\n  end_ms: 40190\n- text: See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  start_ms: 40190\n  end_ms: 41430\n- text: Then they wanna ask him\n  start_ms: 41430\n  end_ms: 42300\n- text: How a nigga smash 'em\n  start_ms: 42300\n  end_ms: 43460\n- text: See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  start_ms: 43460\n  end_ms: 44390\n- text: Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  start_ms: 44390\n  end_ms: 45370\n- text: Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  start_ms: 45370\n  end_ms: 46190\n- text: Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  start_ms: 46190\n  end_ms: 47440\n- text: You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  start_ms: 47440\n  end_ms: 49500\n- text: And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  start_ms: 49500\n  end_ms: 50710\n- text: It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  start_ms: 50710\n  end_ms: 51790\n- text: Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  start_ms: 51790\n  end_ms: 52910\n- text: While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  start_ms: 52910\n  end_ms: 54020\n- text: With a lot of laughter\n  start_ms: 54020\n  end_ms: 54800\n- text: See the way I capture\n  start_ms: 54800\n  end_ms: 56030\n- text: Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  start_ms: 56030\n  end_ms: 60550\n- text: Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n  start_ms: 60550\n  end_ms: 63300\n- text: Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n  start_ms: 63300\n  end_ms: 65730\n- text: The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  start_ms: 65730\n  end_ms: 67420\n- text: From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  start_ms: 67420\n  end_ms: 68760\n- text: They told me this record was only for pros\n  start_ms: 68760\n  end_ms: 70020\n- text: So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  start_ms: 70020\n  end_ms: 71460\n- text: Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  start_ms: 71460\n  end_ms: 73200\n- text: My story they caught has never been told\n  start_ms: 73200\n  end_ms: 74390\n- text: Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  start_ms: 74390\n  end_ms: 75850\n- text: Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  start_ms: 75850\n  end_ms: 77180\n- text: Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  start_ms: 77180\n  end_ms: 78390\n- text: Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  start_ms: 78390\n  end_ms: 79760\n- text: We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  start_ms: 79760\n  end_ms: 81140\n- text: You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  start_ms: 81140\n  end_ms: 82740\n- text: Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  start_ms: 82740\n  end_ms: 84540\n- text: Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  start_ms: 84540\n  end_ms: 86640\n- text: Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  start_ms: 86640\n  end_ms: 88180\n- text: O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  start_ms: 88180\n  end_ms: 90540\n- text: Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  start_ms: 90540\n  end_ms: 92010\n- text: Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  start_ms: 92010\n  end_ms: 93770\n- text: Try to come close but they never could match us\n  start_ms: 93770\n  end_ms: 96020\n- text: So catch us, we the masters\n  start_ms: 96020\n  end_ms: 96920\n- text: Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  start_ms: 96920\n  end_ms: 98240\n- text: Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  start_ms: 98240\n  end_ms: 99560\n- text: Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  start_ms: 99560\n  end_ms: 101070\n- text: Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  start_ms: 101070\n  end_ms: 102290\n- text: Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  start_ms: 102290\n  end_ms: 103680\n- text: They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  start_ms: 103680\n  end_ms: 105020\n- text: Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n  start_ms: 105020\n  end_ms: 106320\n- text: Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  start_ms: 106320\n  end_ms: 107780\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 107780\n  end_ms: 109980\n- text: Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  start_ms: 109980\n  end_ms: 111700\n- text: Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  start_ms: 111700\n  end_ms: 114000\n- text: Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  start_ms: 114000\n  end_ms: 116160\n- text: I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  start_ms: 116160\n  end_ms: 117530\n- text: Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  start_ms: 117530\n  end_ms: 120460\n- text: Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  start_ms: 120460\n  end_ms: 123120\n- text: Or\n  start_ms: 123120\n  end_ms: 124650\n- text: Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  start_ms: 124650\n  end_ms: 125650\n- text: I'm about to open the do'\n  start_ms: 125650\n  end_ms: 126780\n- text: Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  start_ms: 126780\n  end_ms: 128370\n- text: Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  start_ms: 128370\n  end_ms: 128860\n- text: I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  start_ms: 128860\n  end_ms: 130670\n- text: So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  start_ms: 130670\n  end_ms: 131460\n- text: You can go check the portfolio\n  start_ms: 131460\n  end_ms: 132620\n- text: Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  start_ms: 132620\n  end_ms: 134810\n- text: I'm cold so go get your coat\n  start_ms: 134810\n  end_ms: 136450\n- text: This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  start_ms: 136450\n  end_ms: 137540\n- text: And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  start_ms: 137540\n  end_ms: 139480\n- text: Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  start_ms: 139480\n  end_ms: 141150\n- text: Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  start_ms: 141150\n  end_ms: 142990\n- text: Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  start_ms: 142990\n  end_ms: 144020\n- text: Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  start_ms: 144020\n  end_ms: 145180\n- text: Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  start_ms: 145180\n  end_ms: 146930\n- text: I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  start_ms: 146930\n  end_ms: 148680\n- text: Now you know not to send me no beat\n  start_ms: 148680\n  end_ms: 149750\n- text: Cause I'mma kill it\n  start_ms: 149750\n  end_ms: 150630\n- text: And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  start_ms: 150630\n  end_ms: 151480\n- text: Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n  start_ms: 151480\n  end_ms: 152480\n- text: I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n  start_ms: 152480\n  end_ms: 153350\n- text: Make an enemy diminish\n  start_ms: 153350\n  end_ms: 154360\n- text: When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n  start_ms: 154360\n  end_ms: 155460\n- text: 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n  start_ms: 155460\n  end_ms: 157160\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 157160\n  end_ms: 158360\n- text: What can it be?\n  start_ms: 158360\n  end_ms: 159330\n- text: Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  start_ms: 159330\n  end_ms: 161690\n- text: None of 'em keepin it street\n  start_ms: 161690\n  end_ms: 162530\n- text: Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  start_ms: 162530\n  end_ms: 163460\n- text: None of 'em ready for beef\n  start_ms: 163460\n  end_ms: 164440\n- text: What about me?\n  start_ms: 164440\n  end_ms: 165280\n- text: Been through the pain\n  start_ms: 165280\n  end_ms: 166030\n- text: Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  start_ms: 166030\n  end_ms: 166920\n- text: Skillful syllables kill\n  start_ms: 166920\n  end_ms: 167940\n- text: My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  start_ms: 167940\n  end_ms: 169700\n- text: Anybody ever wanna run up\n  start_ms: 169700\n  end_ms: 170580\n- text: Will get done up in a hurry\n  start_ms: 170580\n  end_ms: 171470\n- text: Got a flurry\n  start_ms: 171470\n  end_ms: 172320\n- text: I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  start_ms: 172320\n  end_ms: 172830\n- text: With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  start_ms: 172830\n  end_ms: 174720\n- text: I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  start_ms: 174720\n  end_ms: 175310\n- text: '\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater'\n  start_ms: 175310\n  end_ms: 175990\n- text: Keep the fader for the haters\n  start_ms: 175990\n  end_ms: 176510\n- text: Nigga real for real\n  start_ms: 176510\n  end_ms: 177330\n- text: The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  start_ms: 177330\n  end_ms: 178270\n- text: On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  start_ms: 178270\n  end_ms: 178850\n- text: Takin over the world\n  start_ms: 178850\n  end_ms: 179420\n- text: Made of with your girl\n  start_ms: 179420\n  end_ms: 179820\n- text: Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  start_ms: 179820\n  end_ms: 180480\n- text: Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  start_ms: 180480\n  end_ms: 181190\n- text: Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  start_ms: 181190\n  end_ms: 182300\n- text: Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  start_ms: 182300\n  end_ms: 182830\n- text: Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  start_ms: 182830\n  end_ms: 183560\n- text: Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  start_ms: 183560\n  end_ms: 184760\n- text: Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  start_ms: 184760\n  end_ms: 185590\n- text: Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  start_ms: 185590\n  end_ms: 186120\n- text: Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n  start_ms: 186120\n  end_ms: 186880\n- text: No trip, no travesty\n  start_ms: 186880\n  end_ms: 187780\n- text: I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  start_ms: 187780\n  end_ms: 188660\n- text: Spit words from the brain like charity\n  start_ms: 188660\n  end_ms: 189430\n- text: If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  start_ms: 189430\n  end_ms: 190130\n- text: Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  start_ms: 190130\n  end_ms: 191040\n- text: Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  start_ms: 191040\n  end_ms: 191870\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 191870\n  end_ms: 192750\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 192750\nplain: |-\n  G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n  I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n  Four suspects (who?)\n  Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n  Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n  There they go, take the shot!\n  Take the shot! DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":30276898,"name":"60 Second Assassins","trackName":"60 Second Assassins","artistName":"DJ Kay Slay feat. Layzie Bone, Busta Rhymes, Twista & Jaz-O","albumName":"The Law of Attraction","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"G-Force (what's up Slay?)\nI need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\nFour suspects (who?)\nBusta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\nTwista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\nThere they go, take the shot!\nTake the shot! DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.93] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:04.05] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.00] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.81] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.54] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:16.30] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.94] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:21.22] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.97] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.21] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.53] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:27.02] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:28.03] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.71] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.34] See me little nigga\n[00:30.08] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.60] I will never STOP\n[00:31.28] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.78] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.65] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.94] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.40] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.04] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.11] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:39.70] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:40.85] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:41.92] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:42.62] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:43.74] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.18] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.34] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:48.98] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:50.64] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:52.14] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:53.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:54.89] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:56.25] With a lot of laughter\n[00:57.24] See the way I capture\n[00:57.81] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.43] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.26] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.75] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.35] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.70] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.26] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.60] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.09] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.36] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.68] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.07] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.32] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.92] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.27] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.66] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.44] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.96] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.41] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.86] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.28] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.56] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:35.05] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.43] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:37.74] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:38.80] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:40.68] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.24] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.69] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.03] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.38] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.81] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.96] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:52.05] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:53.56] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:54.92] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.35] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:59.13] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:01.62] or\n[02:02.34] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:03.30] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:04.20] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:04.91] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.72] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:07.23] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:08.79] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:10.18] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:12.57] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:14.05] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:16.00] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:18.33] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.25] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:23.96] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:25.39] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:26.78] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:29.80] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:32.59] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:34.06] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:34.94] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:35.90] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:36.99] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:38.03] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:39.30] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:40.66] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:43.69] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:46.07] What can it be?\n[02:47.29] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:48.14] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:49.20] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:50.91] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:51.89] What about me?\n[02:52.71] Been through the pain\n[02:53.42] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:54.70] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:56.13] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:57.75] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:58.80] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:59.52] Got a flurry\n[03:00.12] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[03:00.65] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[03:01.82] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[03:04.06] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[03:05.00] Keep the fader for the haters\n[03:05.89] Nigga real for real\n[03:06.55] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[03:07.68] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[03:08.69] Takin over the world\n[03:09.45] Made of with your girl\n[03:10.24] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:11.24] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:13.24] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:14.44] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:15.88] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:17.24] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:18.71] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:19.97] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:21.32] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:22.62] No trip, no travesty\n[03:24.24] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:25.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:26.97] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:28.59] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:30.18] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:31.22] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:33.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 60 Second Assassins\n  artist: DJ Kay Slay feat. 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DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":33056313,"name":"60 Second Assassins","trackName":"60 Second Assassins","artistName":"DJ Kay Slay feat․ Layzie Bone, Busta Rhymes, Twista & Jaz‐O","albumName":"The Law of Attraction","duration":220.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"G-Force (what's up Slay?)\nI need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\nFour suspects (who?)\nBusta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\nTwista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\nThere they go, take the shot!\nTake the shot! DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.75] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:03.93] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.32] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:09.34] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.50] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:15.50] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.12] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:20.12] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:23.03] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.49] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.78] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:26.87] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:27.75] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.40] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.03] See me little nigga\n[00:30.04] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.66] I will never STOP\n[00:31.39] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.98] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.91] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.90] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.16] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.24] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.99] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:40.19] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:41.43] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:42.30] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:43.46] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:44.39] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.37] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.19] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:47.44] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:49.50] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:50.71] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:51.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:52.91] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:54.02] With a lot of laughter\n[00:54.80] See the way I capture\n[00:56.03] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.55] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.30] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.73] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.42] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.76] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.02] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.46] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.20] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.39] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.85] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.18] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.39] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.76] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.14] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.74] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.54] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.64] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.18] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.54] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.01] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.77] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:36.02] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.92] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:38.24] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:39.56] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:41.07] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.29] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.68] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.02] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.32] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.78] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.98] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:51.70] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:54.00] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:56.16] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:57.53] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[02:00.46] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:03.12] Or\n[02:04.65] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:05.65] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:06.78] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:08.37] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:08.86] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:10.67] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:11.46] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:12.62] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:14.81] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:16.45] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:17.54] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:19.48] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.15] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:22.99] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:24.02] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:25.18] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:26.93] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:28.68] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:29.75] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:30.63] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:31.48] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:32.48] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:33.35] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:34.36] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:35.46] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:37.16] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:38.36] What can it be?\n[02:39.33] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:41.69] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:42.53] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:43.46] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:44.44] What about me?\n[02:45.28] Been through the pain\n[02:46.03] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:46.92] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:47.94] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:49.70] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:50.58] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:51.47] Got a flurry\n[02:52.32] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[02:52.83] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[02:54.72] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[02:55.31] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[02:55.99] Keep the fader for the haters\n[02:56.51] Nigga real for real\n[02:57.33] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[02:58.27] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[02:58.85] Takin over the world\n[02:59.42] Made of with your girl\n[02:59.82] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:00.48] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:01.19] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:02.30] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:02.83] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:03.56] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:04.76] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:05.59] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:06.12] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:06.88] No trip, no travesty\n[03:07.78] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:08.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:09.43] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:10.13] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:11.04] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:11.87] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:12.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 60 Second Assassins\n  artist: DJ Kay Slay feat․ Layzie Bone, Busta Rhymes, Twista & Jaz‐O\n  album: The Law of Attraction\n  duration_ms: 220000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n  start_ms: 1750\n  end_ms: 3930\n- text: I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n  start_ms: 3930\n  end_ms: 6320\n- text: Four suspects (who?)\n  start_ms: 6320\n  end_ms: 9340\n- text: Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n  start_ms: 9340\n  end_ms: 13500\n- text: Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n  start_ms: 13500\n  end_ms: 15500\n- text: There they go, take the shot!\n  start_ms: 15500\n  end_ms: 18120\n- text: Take the shot! 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DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":25102901,"name":"60 Second Assassins","trackName":"60 Second Assassins","artistName":"DJ Kay Slay feat. 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DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.32] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:03.32] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.34] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.46] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:12.47] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:15.49] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:19.48] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:20.42] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.42] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:23.48] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.58] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:26.50] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:27.20] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.26] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.23] See me little nigga\n[00:30.26] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:31.22] I will never STOP\n[00:32.26] When a nigga POP\n[00:33.35] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:34.38] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:35.37] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:36.36] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.37] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.36] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:39.32] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:40.31] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:41.35] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:42.34] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:43.38] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:44.35] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:45.39] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:48.32] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:50.48] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:51.43] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:53.48] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:54.45] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:55.43] With a lot of laughter\n[00:56.47] See the way I capture\n[00:57.47] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.45] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:01.46] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.56] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.25] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.26] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:09.32] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:10.39] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:12.33] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:13.35] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.35] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:16.38] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.34] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.33] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:20.34] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.30] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:23.38] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:25.37] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:27.42] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.43] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:31.42] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.51] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:34.29] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:35.21] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:37.23] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:38.27] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:39.35] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:41.32] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.32] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:44.38] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:45.39] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.30] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:48.33] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:51.36] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:52.36] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:54.39] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.42] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:57.48] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[01:59.48] Or\n[02:02.06] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:03.13] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:04.13] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:05.14] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.87] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:06.85] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:07.89] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:09.89] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:10.93] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:13.97] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:14.91] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - 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I suppose\n  start_ms: 69320\n  end_ms: 70390\n- text: Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  start_ms: 70390\n  end_ms: 72330\n- text: My story they caught has never been told\n  start_ms: 72330\n  end_ms: 73350\n- text: Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  start_ms: 73350\n  end_ms: 75350\n- text: Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  start_ms: 75350\n  end_ms: 76380\n- text: Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  start_ms: 76380\n  end_ms: 78340\n- text: Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  start_ms: 78340\n  end_ms: 79330\n- text: We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  start_ms: 79330\n  end_ms: 80340\n- text: You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  start_ms: 80340\n  end_ms: 82300\n- text: Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  start_ms: 82300\n  end_ms: 83380\n- text: Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  start_ms: 83380\n  end_ms: 85370\n- text: Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  start_ms: 85370\n  end_ms: 87420\n- text: O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  start_ms: 87420\n  end_ms: 90430\n- text: Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  start_ms: 90430\n  end_ms: 91420\n- text: Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  start_ms: 91420\n  end_ms: 93510\n- text: Try to come close but they never could match us\n  start_ms: 93510\n  end_ms: 94290\n- text: So catch us, we the masters\n  start_ms: 94290\n  end_ms: 95210\n- text: Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  start_ms: 95210\n  end_ms: 97230\n- text: Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  start_ms: 97230\n  end_ms: 98270\n- text: Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  start_ms: 98270\n  end_ms: 99350\n- text: Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  start_ms: 99350\n  end_ms: 101320\n- text: Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  start_ms: 101320\n  end_ms: 103320\n- text: They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  start_ms: 103320\n  end_ms: 104380\n- text: Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n  start_ms: 104380\n  end_ms: 105390\n- text: Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  start_ms: 105390\n  end_ms: 107300\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 107300\n  end_ms: 108330\n- text: Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  start_ms: 108330\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 112360\n- text: Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  start_ms: 112360\n  end_ms: 114390\n- text: I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  start_ms: 114390\n  end_ms: 116420\n- text: Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  start_ms: 116420\n  end_ms: 117480\n- text: Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  start_ms: 117480\n  end_ms: 119480\n- text: Or\n  start_ms: 119480\n  end_ms: 122060\n- text: Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  start_ms: 122060\n  end_ms: 123130\n- text: I'm about to open the do'\n  start_ms: 123130\n  end_ms: 124130\n- text: Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  start_ms: 124130\n  end_ms: 125140\n- text: Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  start_ms: 125140\n  end_ms: 125870\n- text: I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  start_ms: 125870\n  end_ms: 126850\n- text: So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  start_ms: 126850\n  end_ms: 127890\n- text: You can go check the portfolio\n  start_ms: 127890\n  end_ms: 129890\n- text: Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  start_ms: 129890\n  end_ms: 130930\n- text: I'm cold so go get your coat\n  start_ms: 130930\n  end_ms: 133970\n- text: This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  start_ms: 133970\n  end_ms: 134910\n- text: And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  start_ms: 134910\n  end_ms: 135970\n- text: Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  start_ms: 135970\n  end_ms: 140990\n- text: Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  start_ms: 140990\n  end_ms: 142920\n- text: Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  start_ms: 142920\n  end_ms: 143980\n- text: Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  start_ms: 143980\n  end_ms: 145900\n- text: Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  start_ms: 145900\n  end_ms: 149050\n- text: I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  start_ms: 149050\n  end_ms: 152040\n- text: Now you know not to send me no beat\n  start_ms: 152040\n  end_ms: 154050\n- text: Cause I'mma kill it\n  start_ms: 154050\n  end_ms: 155070\n- text: And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  start_ms: 155070\n  end_ms: 156070\n- text: Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n  start_ms: 156070\n  end_ms: 157040\n- text: I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n  start_ms: 157040\n  end_ms: 158070\n- text: Make an enemy diminish\n  start_ms: 158070\n  end_ms: 159070\n- text: When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n  start_ms: 159070\n  end_ms: 160080\n- text: 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n  start_ms: 160080\n  end_ms: 164130\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 164130\n  end_ms: 165130\n- text: What can it be?\n  start_ms: 165130\n  end_ms: 165880\n- text: Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  start_ms: 165880\n  end_ms: 166860\n- text: None of 'em keepin it street\n  start_ms: 166860\n  end_ms: 167920\n- text: Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  start_ms: 167920\n  end_ms: 169970\n- text: None of 'em ready for beef\n  start_ms: 169970\n  end_ms: 170920\n- text: What about me?\n  start_ms: 170920\n  end_ms: 171960\n- text: Been through the pain\n  start_ms: 171960\n  end_ms: 172900\n- text: Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  start_ms: 172900\n  end_ms: 173970\n- text: Skillful syllables kill\n  start_ms: 173970\n  end_ms: 175030\n- text: My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  start_ms: 175030\n  end_ms: 177060\n- text: Anybody ever wanna run up\n  start_ms: 177060\n  end_ms: 178060\n- text: Will get done up in a hurry\n  start_ms: 178060\n  end_ms: 179010\n- text: Got a flurry\n  start_ms: 179010\n  end_ms: 180090\n- text: I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  start_ms: 180090\n  end_ms: 181030\n- text: With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  start_ms: 181030\n  end_ms: 181820\n- text: I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  start_ms: 181820\n  end_ms: 182870\n- text: '\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater'\n  start_ms: 182870\n  end_ms: 183820\n- text: Keep the fader for the haters\n  start_ms: 183820\n  end_ms: 184830\n- text: Nigga real for real\n  start_ms: 184830\n  end_ms: 185840\n- text: The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  start_ms: 185840\n  end_ms: 186930\n- text: On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  start_ms: 186930\n  end_ms: 187990\n- text: Takin over the world\n  start_ms: 187990\n  end_ms: 188990\n- text: Made of with your girl\n  start_ms: 188990\n  end_ms: 189990\n- text: Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  start_ms: 189990\n  end_ms: 190960\n- text: Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  start_ms: 190960\n  end_ms: 191960\n- text: Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  start_ms: 191960\n  end_ms: 193930\n- text: Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  start_ms: 193930\n  end_ms: 194940\n- text: Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  start_ms: 194940\n  end_ms: 196940\n- text: Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  start_ms: 196940\n  end_ms: 197920\n- text: Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  start_ms: 197920\n  end_ms: 198970\n- text: Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  start_ms: 198970\n  end_ms: 199980\n- text: Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n  start_ms: 199980\n  end_ms: 201900\n- text: No trip, no travesty\n  start_ms: 201900\n  end_ms: 202740\n- text: I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  start_ms: 202740\n  end_ms: 205000\n- text: Spit words from the brain like charity\n  start_ms: 205000\n  end_ms: 207070\n- text: If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  start_ms: 207070\n  end_ms: 208060\n- text: Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  start_ms: 208060\n  end_ms: 209070\n- text: Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  start_ms: 209070\n  end_ms: 210070\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 210070\n  end_ms: 215130\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 215130\nplain: |-\n  G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n  I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n  Four suspects (who?)\n  Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n  Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n  There they go, take the shot!\n  Take the shot! DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"},{"id":37770504,"name":"60 Second Assassins [Prod. 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DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.75] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:03.93] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.32] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:09.34] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.50] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:15.50] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.12] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:20.12] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:23.03] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.49] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.78] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:26.87] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:27.75] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.40] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.03] See me little nigga\n[00:30.04] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.66] I will never STOP\n[00:31.39] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.98] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.91] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.90] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.16] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.24] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.99] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:40.19] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:41.43] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:42.30] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:43.46] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:44.39] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.37] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.19] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:47.44] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:49.50] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:50.71] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:51.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:52.91] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:54.02] With a lot of laughter\n[00:54.80] See the way I capture\n[00:56.03] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.55] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.30] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.73] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.42] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.76] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.02] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.46] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.20] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.39] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.85] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.18] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.39] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.76] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.14] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.74] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.54] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.64] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.18] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.54] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.01] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.77] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:36.02] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.92] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:38.24] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:39.56] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:41.07] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.29] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.68] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.02] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.32] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.78] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.98] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:51.70] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:54.00] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:56.16] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:57.53] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[02:00.46] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:03.12] Or\n[02:04.65] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:05.65] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:06.78] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:08.37] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:08.86] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:10.67] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:11.46] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:12.62] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:14.81] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:16.45] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:17.54] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:19.48] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.15] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:22.99] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:24.02] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:25.18] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:26.93] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:28.68] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:29.75] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:30.63] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:31.48] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:32.48] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:33.35] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:34.36] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:35.46] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:37.16] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:38.36] What can it be?\n[02:39.33] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:41.69] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:42.53] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:43.46] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:44.44] What about me?\n[02:45.28] Been through the pain\n[02:46.03] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:46.92] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:47.94] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:49.70] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:50.58] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:51.47] Got a flurry\n[02:52.32] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[02:52.83] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[02:54.72] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[02:55.31] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[02:55.99] Keep the fader for the haters\n[02:56.51] Nigga real for real\n[02:57.33] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[02:58.27] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[02:58.85] Takin over the world\n[02:59.42] Made of with your girl\n[02:59.82] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:00.48] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:01.19] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:02.30] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:02.83] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:03.56] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:04.76] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:05.59] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:06.12] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:06.88] No trip, no travesty\n[03:07.78] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:08.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:09.43] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:10.13] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:11.04] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:11.87] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:12.75] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 60 Second Assassins [Prod. 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DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. 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DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.93] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:04.05] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.00] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.81] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.54] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:16.30] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.94] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:21.22] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.97] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.21] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.53] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:27.02] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:28.03] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.71] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.34] See me little nigga\n[00:30.08] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.60] I will never STOP\n[00:31.28] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.78] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.65] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.94] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.40] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.04] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.11] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:39.70] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:40.85] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:41.92] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:42.62] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:43.74] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.18] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.34] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:48.98] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:50.64] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:52.14] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:53.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:54.89] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:56.25] With a lot of laughter\n[00:57.24] See the way I capture\n[00:57.81] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.43] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.26] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.75] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.35] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.70] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.26] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.60] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.09] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.36] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.68] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.07] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.32] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.92] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.27] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.66] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.44] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.96] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.41] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.86] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.28] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.56] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:35.05] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.43] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:37.74] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:38.80] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:40.68] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.24] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.69] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.03] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.38] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.81] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.96] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:52.05] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:53.56] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:54.92] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.35] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:59.13] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:01.62] or\n[02:02.34] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:03.30] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:04.20] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:04.91] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.72] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:07.23] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:08.79] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:10.18] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:12.57] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:14.05] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:16.00] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:18.33] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.25] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:23.96] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:25.39] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:26.78] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:29.80] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:32.59] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:34.06] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:34.94] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:35.90] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:36.99] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:38.03] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:39.30] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:40.66] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:43.69] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:46.07] What can it be?\n[02:47.29] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:48.14] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:49.20] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:50.91] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:51.89] What about me?\n[02:52.71] Been through the pain\n[02:53.42] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:54.70] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:56.13] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:57.75] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:58.80] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:59.52] Got a flurry\n[03:00.12] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[03:00.65] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[03:01.82] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[03:04.06] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[03:05.00] Keep the fader for the haters\n[03:05.89] Nigga real for real\n[03:06.55] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[03:07.68] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[03:08.69] Takin over the world\n[03:09.45] Made of with your girl\n[03:10.24] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:11.24] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:13.24] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:14.44] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:15.88] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:17.24] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:18.71] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:19.97] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:21.32] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:22.62] No trip, no travesty\n[03:24.24] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:25.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:26.97] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:28.59] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:30.18] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:31.22] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:33.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: DJ Kay Slay f. 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DAMN!\n\nWhen I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\nAnd I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\nAy-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\nYou ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\nEvery time I come to hit'cha\nWith a little bit of killa\nBetter know that you can never\nSee me little nigga\nWhile I'm at the TOP\nI will never STOP\nWhen a nigga POP\nSee the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\nY'all know when I do my thing and I bang\nBidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\nEverybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\nMotherfucker better crown me KING!\nWith a passion and a lot of action\nSee the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\nThen they wanna ask him\nHow a nigga smash 'em\nSee the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\nHey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\nNow you gotta know what a nigga do all day\nCount bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\nYou shitty with a get'cha gimmick\nAnd I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\nIt don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\nCause I be the fiercest with it\nWhile I'm givin you the final chapter\nWith a lot of laughter\nSee the way I capture\nEverybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\nNow I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\nTrust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\nThe B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\nFrom Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\nThey told me this record was only for pros\nSo Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\nFoes slammin them Cadillac do's\nMy story they caught has never been told\nSit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\nForever I'm young and'll never get old\nPoppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\nSmell the aroma, just follow your nose\nWe thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\nYou run up get done up, I'll let it explode\nBlow only where gangstas roll, so\nHomie we smash around and we crash collide\nWhoever don't wanna be foes, oh\nO.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\nNigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\nMoney so tall those niggas need ladders\nTry to come close but they never could match us\nSo catch us, we the masters\nY'all already know how we do it on the Clair\nNever compare we livin' on stretchers\nWillin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\nNigga come through with Twist and Bust\nNigga been famous they know to aim it\nThey spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\nFeminine niggas that been on a rush\n\nBack to the dust we winnin the clutch\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\nNow I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\nHit them with the venom and then I'mma\nDisintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\nI'm hot if you not check the temperature\nMayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\nShow 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\nor\nDo and I'm about to get dinner\nI'm about to open the do'\nCause I'm dope with the flow\nNever know how flow was the 'dro\nI'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\nSo long is the poem, I'm never a ho\nYou can go check the portfolio\nKay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\nI'm cold so go get your coat\nThis be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\nAnd if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\nLook at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\nThings I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\nOops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\nPullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\nOr new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\nI see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\nNow you know not to send me no beat\nCause I'mma kill it\nAnd murder anybody That'll wanna get it\nWhere they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\nI'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\nMake an enemy diminish\nWhen I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\nWhat can it be?\nRappers and thuggin on beats\nNone of 'em keepin it street\nLook at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\nNone of 'em ready for beef\nWhat about me?\nBeen through the pain\nSorted the lames, keep it the same\nSkillful syllables kill\nMy rhymin technique is impeccable still\nAnybody ever wanna run up\nWill get done up in a hurry\nGot a flurry\nI'mma hunt 'em for the come up\nWith a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\nI will live it, idiots gettin it\n\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\nKeep the fader for the haters\nNigga real for real\nThe all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\nOn it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\nTakin over the world\nMade of with your girl\nMotherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\nDoin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\nAin't nobody better in the residence\nThrough the crops, it ain't stop\nOver the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\nGot a old school banger make you do the wop\nGot a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\nEver incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\nScreamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\nNo trip, no travesty\nI call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\nSpit words from the brain like charity\nIf hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\nGotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\nMake it hot, you can toast word to mother\nJust slipped through to spit some real thug shit!","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.93] G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n[00:04.05] I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n[00:06.00] Four suspects (who?)\n[00:08.81] Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n[00:13.54] Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n[00:16.30] There they go, take the shot!\n[00:18.94] Take the shot! DAMN!\n[00:21.22] When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n[00:22.97] And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n[00:24.21] Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n[00:25.53] You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n[00:27.02] Every time I come to hit'cha\n[00:28.03] With a little bit of killa\n[00:28.71] Better know that you can never\n[00:29.34] See me little nigga\n[00:30.08] While I'm at the TOP\n[00:30.60] I will never STOP\n[00:31.28] When a nigga POP\n[00:31.78] See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n[00:32.65] Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n[00:33.94] Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n[00:35.40] Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n[00:37.04] Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n[00:38.11] With a passion and a lot of action\n[00:39.70] See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n[00:40.85] Then they wanna ask him\n[00:41.92] How a nigga smash 'em\n[00:42.62] See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n[00:43.74] Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n[00:45.18] Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n[00:46.34] Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n[00:48.98] You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n[00:50.64] And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n[00:52.14] It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n[00:53.79] Cause I be the fiercest with it\n[00:54.89] While I'm givin you the final chapter\n[00:56.25] With a lot of laughter\n[00:57.24] See the way I capture\n[00:57.81] Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n[01:00.43] Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n[01:03.26] Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n[01:05.75] The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n[01:07.35] From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n[01:08.70] They told me this record was only for pros\n[01:10.26] So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n[01:11.60] Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n[01:13.09] My story they caught has never been told\n[01:14.36] Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n[01:15.68] Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n[01:17.07] Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n[01:18.32] Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n[01:19.92] We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n[01:21.27] You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n[01:22.66] Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n[01:24.44] Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n[01:26.96] Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n[01:28.41] O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n[01:30.86] Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n[01:32.28] Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n[01:33.56] Try to come close but they never could match us\n[01:35.05] So catch us, we the masters\n[01:36.43] Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n[01:37.74] Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n[01:38.80] Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n[01:40.68] Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n[01:42.24] Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n[01:43.69] They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n[01:45.03] Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n[01:46.38] Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n[01:47.81] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[01:49.96] Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n[01:52.05] Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n[01:53.56] Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n[01:54.92] I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n[01:56.35] Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n[01:59.13] Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n[02:01.62] or\n[02:02.34] Do and I'm about to get dinner\n[02:03.30] I'm about to open the do'\n[02:04.20] Cause I'm dope with the flow\n[02:04.91] Never know how flow was the 'dro\n[02:05.72] I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n[02:07.23] So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n[02:08.79] You can go check the portfolio\n[02:10.18] Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n[02:12.57] I'm cold so go get your coat\n[02:14.05] This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n[02:16.00] And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n[02:18.33] Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n[02:21.25] Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n[02:23.96] Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n[02:25.39] Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n[02:26.78] Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n[02:29.80] I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n[02:32.59] Now you know not to send me no beat\n[02:34.06] Cause I'mma kill it\n[02:34.94] And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n[02:35.90] Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n[02:36.99] I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n[02:38.03] Make an enemy diminish\n[02:39.30] When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n[02:40.66] 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n[02:43.69] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[02:46.07] What can it be?\n[02:47.29] Rappers and thuggin on beats\n[02:48.14] None of 'em keepin it street\n[02:49.20] Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n[02:50.91] None of 'em ready for beef\n[02:51.89] What about me?\n[02:52.71] Been through the pain\n[02:53.42] Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n[02:54.70] Skillful syllables kill\n[02:56.13] My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n[02:57.75] Anybody ever wanna run up\n[02:58.80] Will get done up in a hurry\n[02:59.52] Got a flurry\n[03:00.12] I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n[03:00.65] With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n[03:01.82] I will live it, idiots gettin it\n[03:04.06] \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n[03:05.00] Keep the fader for the haters\n[03:05.89] Nigga real for real\n[03:06.55] The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n[03:07.68] On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n[03:08.69] Takin over the world\n[03:09.45] Made of with your girl\n[03:10.24] Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n[03:11.24] Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n[03:13.24] Ain't nobody better in the residence\n[03:14.44] Through the crops, it ain't stop\n[03:15.88] Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n[03:17.24] Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n[03:18.71] Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n[03:19.97] Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n[03:21.32] Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n[03:22.62] No trip, no travesty\n[03:24.24] I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n[03:25.66] Spit words from the brain like charity\n[03:26.97] If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n[03:28.59] Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n[03:30.18] Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n[03:31.22] Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n[03:33.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: DJ Kay Slay- 60 Second Assassins ft. 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DAMN!\n  start_ms: 18940\n  end_ms: 21220\n- text: When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  start_ms: 21220\n  end_ms: 22970\n- text: And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  start_ms: 22970\n  end_ms: 24210\n- text: Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  start_ms: 24210\n  end_ms: 25530\n- text: You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  start_ms: 25530\n  end_ms: 27020\n- text: Every time I come to hit'cha\n  start_ms: 27020\n  end_ms: 28030\n- text: With a little bit of killa\n  start_ms: 28030\n  end_ms: 28710\n- text: Better know that you can never\n  start_ms: 28710\n  end_ms: 29340\n- text: See me little nigga\n  start_ms: 29340\n  end_ms: 30080\n- text: While I'm at the TOP\n  start_ms: 30080\n  end_ms: 30600\n- text: I will never STOP\n  start_ms: 30600\n  end_ms: 31280\n- text: When a nigga POP\n  start_ms: 31280\n  end_ms: 31780\n- text: See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  start_ms: 31780\n  end_ms: 32650\n- text: Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  start_ms: 32650\n  end_ms: 33940\n- text: Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  start_ms: 33940\n  end_ms: 35400\n- text: Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  start_ms: 35400\n  end_ms: 37040\n- text: Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  start_ms: 37040\n  end_ms: 38110\n- text: With a passion and a lot of action\n  start_ms: 38110\n  end_ms: 39700\n- text: See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  start_ms: 39700\n  end_ms: 40850\n- text: Then they wanna ask him\n  start_ms: 40850\n  end_ms: 41920\n- text: How a nigga smash 'em\n  start_ms: 41920\n  end_ms: 42620\n- text: See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  start_ms: 42620\n  end_ms: 43740\n- text: Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  start_ms: 43740\n  end_ms: 45180\n- text: Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  start_ms: 45180\n  end_ms: 46340\n- text: Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  start_ms: 46340\n  end_ms: 48980\n- text: You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  start_ms: 48980\n  end_ms: 50640\n- text: And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  start_ms: 50640\n  end_ms: 52140\n- text: It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  start_ms: 52140\n  end_ms: 53790\n- text: Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  start_ms: 53790\n  end_ms: 54890\n- text: While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  start_ms: 54890\n  end_ms: 56250\n- text: With a lot of laughter\n  start_ms: 56250\n  end_ms: 57240\n- text: See the way I capture\n  start_ms: 57240\n  end_ms: 57810\n- text: Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  start_ms: 57810\n  end_ms: 60430\n- text: Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n  start_ms: 60430\n  end_ms: 63260\n- text: Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n  start_ms: 63260\n  end_ms: 65750\n- text: The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  start_ms: 65750\n  end_ms: 67350\n- text: From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  start_ms: 67350\n  end_ms: 68700\n- text: They told me this record was only for pros\n  start_ms: 68700\n  end_ms: 70260\n- text: So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. 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what's up?\n  start_ms: 136000\n  end_ms: 138330\n- text: Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  start_ms: 138330\n  end_ms: 141250\n- text: Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  start_ms: 141250\n  end_ms: 143960\n- text: Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  start_ms: 143960\n  end_ms: 145390\n- text: Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  start_ms: 145390\n  end_ms: 146780\n- text: Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  start_ms: 146780\n  end_ms: 149800\n- text: I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  start_ms: 149800\n  end_ms: 152590\n- text: Now you know not to send me no beat\n  start_ms: 152590\n  end_ms: 154060\n- text: Cause I'mma kill it\n  start_ms: 154060\n  end_ms: 154940\n- text: And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  start_ms: 154940\n  end_ms: 155900\n- text: Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n  start_ms: 155900\n  end_ms: 156990\n- text: I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n  start_ms: 156990\n  end_ms: 158030\n- text: Make an enemy diminish\n  start_ms: 158030\n  end_ms: 159300\n- text: When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n  start_ms: 159300\n  end_ms: 160660\n- text: 2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n  start_ms: 160660\n  end_ms: 163690\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 163690\n  end_ms: 166070\n- text: What can it be?\n  start_ms: 166070\n  end_ms: 167290\n- text: Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  start_ms: 167290\n  end_ms: 168140\n- text: None of 'em keepin it street\n  start_ms: 168140\n  end_ms: 169200\n- text: Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  start_ms: 169200\n  end_ms: 170910\n- text: None of 'em ready for beef\n  start_ms: 170910\n  end_ms: 171890\n- text: What about me?\n  start_ms: 171890\n  end_ms: 172710\n- text: Been through the pain\n  start_ms: 172710\n  end_ms: 173420\n- text: Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  start_ms: 173420\n  end_ms: 174700\n- text: Skillful syllables kill\n  start_ms: 174700\n  end_ms: 176130\n- text: My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  start_ms: 176130\n  end_ms: 177750\n- text: Anybody ever wanna run up\n  start_ms: 177750\n  end_ms: 178800\n- text: Will get done up in a hurry\n  start_ms: 178800\n  end_ms: 179520\n- text: Got a flurry\n  start_ms: 179520\n  end_ms: 180120\n- text: I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  start_ms: 180120\n  end_ms: 180650\n- text: With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  start_ms: 180650\n  end_ms: 181820\n- text: I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  start_ms: 181820\n  end_ms: 184060\n- text: '\"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater'\n  start_ms: 184060\n  end_ms: 185000\n- text: Keep the fader for the haters\n  start_ms: 185000\n  end_ms: 185890\n- text: Nigga real for real\n  start_ms: 185890\n  end_ms: 186550\n- text: The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  start_ms: 186550\n  end_ms: 187680\n- text: On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  start_ms: 187680\n  end_ms: 188690\n- text: Takin over the world\n  start_ms: 188690\n  end_ms: 189450\n- text: Made of with your girl\n  start_ms: 189450\n  end_ms: 190240\n- text: Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  start_ms: 190240\n  end_ms: 191240\n- text: Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  start_ms: 191240\n  end_ms: 193240\n- text: Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  start_ms: 193240\n  end_ms: 194440\n- text: Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  start_ms: 194440\n  end_ms: 195880\n- text: Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  start_ms: 195880\n  end_ms: 197240\n- text: Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  start_ms: 197240\n  end_ms: 198710\n- text: Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  start_ms: 198710\n  end_ms: 199970\n- text: Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  start_ms: 199970\n  end_ms: 201320\n- text: Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n  start_ms: 201320\n  end_ms: 202620\n- text: No trip, no travesty\n  start_ms: 202620\n  end_ms: 204240\n- text: I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  start_ms: 204240\n  end_ms: 205660\n- text: Spit words from the brain like charity\n  start_ms: 205660\n  end_ms: 206970\n- text: If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  start_ms: 206970\n  end_ms: 208590\n- text: Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  start_ms: 208590\n  end_ms: 210180\n- text: Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  start_ms: 210180\n  end_ms: 211220\n- text: Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  start_ms: 211220\n  end_ms: 213220\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 213220\nplain: |-\n  G-Force (what's up Slay?)\n  I need you to make a hit for me (talk to me)\n  Four suspects (who?)\n  Busta Rhymes, Layzie Bone (who else?)\n  Twista, Jaz-O (I got ya)\n  There they go, take the shot!\n  Take the shot! DAMN!\n\n  When I come and I hop and I skip and I rhyme\n  And I dumb and I drop and I spit and I shine\n  Ay-ay-ay nigga what you really wanna do?\n  You ain't knowin that I'm comin to take what's mine\n  Every time I come to hit'cha\n  With a little bit of killa\n  Better know that you can never\n  See me little nigga\n  While I'm at the TOP\n  I will never STOP\n  When a nigga POP\n  See the way I run it, and leave a nigga bitter\n  Y'all know when I do my thing and I bang\n  Bidi-boom with a bomb and a BING!\n  Everybody know that when it comes to the shit I gotta spit\n  Motherfucker better crown me KING!\n  With a passion and a lot of action\n  See the way ya grab 'em, HOW YOU DO IT!\n  Then they wanna ask him\n  How a nigga smash 'em\n  See the way ya have 'em, DRAG 'EM TO IT!\n  Hey-hey-hey-hey-hey-HEY!\n  Now you gotta know what a nigga do all day\n  Count bread make a nigga wanna bounce heads when I drop heat in these streets, okay?\n  You shitty with a get'cha gimmick\n  And I hope a lot of niggas live near a clinic\n  It don't really matter who you wanna ask about me\n  Cause I be the fiercest with it\n  While I'm givin you the final chapter\n  With a lot of laughter\n  See the way I capture\n  Everybody probably tellin you the same shit you don't really wanna come after!\n  Now I suggest you listen whenever you hear that the beat up in the buildin\n\n  Trust me, this is not the place for you to bring yo' children\n\n  The B-O-N-E we got plenty of flows\n  From Cleveland, Ohio we rollin on vogues\n  They told me this record was only for pros\n  So Layzie gon' get in M.V.P. I suppose\n  Foes slammin them Cadillac do's\n  My story they caught has never been told\n  Sit back while I'm tellin this thuggish we blaze\n  Forever I'm young and'll never get old\n  Poppin a bottle of Rosé when I rolls\n  Smell the aroma, just follow your nose\n  We thug on the corner from night 'til the sun up\n  You run up get done up, I'll let it explode\n  Blow only where gangstas roll, so\n  Homie we smash around and we crash collide\n  Whoever don't wanna be foes, oh\n  O.G. status, still got money up under the mattress\n  Nigga come get it I'll stick like cactus\n  Money so tall those niggas need ladders\n  Try to come close but they never could match us\n  So catch us, we the masters\n  Y'all already know how we do it on the Clair\n  Never compare we livin' on stretchers\n  Willin to bet ya, when I twist and bust\n  Nigga come through with Twist and Bust\n  Nigga been famous they know to aim it\n  They spittin my languange, \"Adrenaline Rush\"\n  Feminine niggas that been on a rush\n\n  Back to the dust we winnin the clutch\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n\n  Now I be the coldest on the island, country or on the peninsula\n  Hit them with the venom and then I'mma\n  Disintegrate 'em or fade 'em, fuck 'em cause I hate 'em\n  I'm hot if you not check the temperature\n  Mayday one Kay Slay, drop the bomb on 'em when they put me on the track and I'mma\n  Show 'em who was out when I make 'em go and commit suicide dressed like a Phantom\n  or\n  Do and I'm about to get dinner\n  I'm about to open the do'\n  Cause I'm dope with the flow\n  Never know how flow was the 'dro\n  I'mma eat a bitch up and I hope for some mo'\n  So long is the poem, I'm never a ho\n  You can go check the portfolio\n  Kay Slay 'em just after fuck at you and then I'mma stick 'em, you know we can go\n  I'm cold so go get your coat\n  This be the season for niggas that's sneezin and snoozin\n  And if you keep testin me you gon' be catchin a beatin and bruisin - what's up?\n  Look at the mojo and look at the swag, and look at all the vernacular\n  Things I be doin cause I'mma stay infamous so they be callin me Dracula\n  Oops I mean Blackula when I'm attackin ya\n  Pullin up on 'em up in the new Acura\n  Or new pre-Camaro or new super Lego with the Pinot Grigio seats\n  I see when you niggas be hatin, so the next time when you see me don't speak\n  Now you know not to send me no beat\n  Cause I'mma kill it\n  And murder anybody That'll wanna get it\n  Where they wanna get up in it cause I be the realest\n\n  I'm a menace all the way up to the finish\n\n  Make an enemy diminish\n  When I get up in the battle even if it gotta be on the block\n\n  2010 hip-hop, the shit don't stop\n\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n  What can it be?\n  Rappers and thuggin on beats\n  None of 'em keepin it street\n  Look at them cows, all of them wanna be bulls\n  None of 'em ready for beef\n  What about me?\n  Been through the pain\n  Sorted the lames, keep it the same\n  Skillful syllables kill\n  My rhymin technique is impeccable still\n  Anybody ever wanna run up\n  Will get done up in a hurry\n  Got a flurry\n  I'mma hunt 'em for the come up\n  With a bang you better run from the one until you permanently feel it\n  I will live it, idiots gettin it\n  \"The Originator,\" gotta keep it greater\n  Keep the fader for the haters\n  Nigga real for real\n  The all-time thriller, ready rockin the death of it definite\n  On it cookin and cheffin it (ooh!)\n  Takin over the world\n  Made of with your girl\n  Motherfucker recognize the nigga Hugh Heff'in it\n  Doin what you never did at double time, triple shot president\n  Ain't nobody better in the residence\n  Through the crops, it ain't stop\n  Over the top, bringin the soul makin it pop\n  Got a old school banger make you do the wop\n  Got a Louisville slugger make you diddy-bop\n  Ever incredible gotta keep it way ahead of you\n  Screamin at my niggas in the clink doin federal\n\n  No trip, no travesty\n  I call the lick now I'm up like anti-gravity\n  Spit words from the brain like charity\n  If hip-hop was a broad she'd marry me\n  Gotta keep it gutter, gotta get the bread, gotta get the butter\n  Make it hot, you can toast word to mother\n  Just slipped through to spit some real thug shit!\n"}]