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this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\nGood angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\nOne be tryin' to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\nMake me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\nAll in the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\nBut love was abundant\nBefore the God got the \"God's Son\" upon the stomach\nLet these niggas know it was a feelin' I would get\nFrom music that they would come with (talk to 'em, Nas)\nHate start with H 'cause the H come after a G (right)\nThey won't say it face to face, they say it after I leave\nAfter the first night at my place, she asked for the keys\nIt's my season, Garden of Eden, we Adam and Eve\nNow we're nekkid in savage hedonism from a lack of belief (woo)\nI ain't a pastor, pass the Lafite\nWe ain't in no relationship but do relationship things\nNo ring, but she slide through when I ring (hands in the air)\nHa, let's put success to the side\nI'd still be this fly if I worked at Popeye's\nThat's a whole lotta spinach, whole game full of gimmicks\nMake a fool out of yourself for a post on Akademiks\nWe are not the same, I am an alien\nHoverin' over your city, shuttin' down all the stadiums\nWipin' out everything in my radius\nDon't play with us, y'all ain't made enough\nShit pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up\nCats better slow it up, y'all niggas know what's up\nMy niggas throw it up, we all know that\nGot niggas missin' the action, where are they at?\nSee, you niggas never really been duffed out\nBut you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out\nDuke, the rough route\nWe don't play around here, nigga, we grown\nStart applyin' pressure, give a dog a bone\nI'm takin' half, it's just that simple\nOr I can start poppin' niggas like pimples\nI'ma let you call it, you ballin'\n'Til you get hit with them hot things\nNow you're staggerin' and fallin'\nHoldin' up the wall\nYou got more than enough holes in you to fall\nYou're just wastin' a nigga's time, come on, man\nI got shit to do, like hit your 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(oh)\n[00:35.61] Yeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\n[00:38.26] I'm way too much, y'all should share 'em (hands in the air, in the air)\n[00:40.87] I'm feelin' like a baron, all I need is a castle\n[00:43.34] Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit\n[00:46.14] All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle\n[00:48.61] God bless the child that can hold his own, achoo (Queens, stand up)\n[00:51.37] My instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\n[00:53.98] Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\n[00:56.48] One be tryin' to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\n[00:59.11] Make me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\n[01:01.65] All in the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\n[01:04.31] But love was abundant\n[01:05.61] Before the God got the \"God's Son\" upon the stomach\n[01:08.31] Let these niggas know it was a feelin' I would get\n[01:10.73] From music that they would come with (talk to 'em, Nas)\n[01:12.00] Hate start with H 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monster (oh)\n  Yeah, uh, they like me like that\n  Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that\n  I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\n  Come be my Kardashian, Queen of the Come Up, uh\n  To be loved, Shakespearean\n  Experience to be us\n  Jumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff (woo)\n  Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list (oh)\n  Yeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\n  I'm way too much, y'all should share 'em (hands in the air, in the air)\n  I'm feelin' like a baron, all I need is a castle\n  Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit\n  All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle\n  God bless the child that can hold his own, achoo (Queens, stand up)\n  My instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\n  Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\n  One be tryin' to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\n  Make me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\n  All in the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\n  But 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us, y'all ain't made enough\n  Shit pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up\n  Cats better slow it up, y'all niggas know what's up\n  My niggas throw it up, we all know that\n  Got niggas missin' the action, where are they at?\n  See, you niggas never really been duffed out\n  But you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out\n  Duke, the rough route\n  We don't play around here, nigga, we grown\n  Start applyin' pressure, give a dog a bone\n  I'm takin' half, it's just that simple\n  Or I can start poppin' niggas like pimples\n  I'ma let you call it, you ballin'\n  'Til you get hit with them hot things\n  Now you're staggerin' and fallin'\n  Holdin' up the wall\n  You got more than enough holes in you to fall\n  You're just wastin' a nigga's time, come on, man\n  I got shit to do, like hit your crew\n  Might hit your crib, what that bitch gon' do?\n  Not a damn thin', but go with the program\n  Beast on that bitch like Conan, bo-nan\n  I'ma go where no man has ever gone, nigga\n  When it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in the fuckin' song\n  I got nothin' to hide, but you got a reason to run\n  Come through like, 'til the squeezin' is done\n  And that's just squeezin' one, imagine if we all let go\n  Turn your whole block into death row (woo)\n"},{"id":23556841,"name":"Bath Salts","trackName":"Bath Salts","artistName":"DMX","albumName":"Exodus","duration":180.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Haute is the livin', Coca Cola's the sponsor (woo)\nI run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster (oh)\nYeah, uh, they like me like that\nEvery girl I see wanna be wifey like that\nI'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\nCome be my Kardashian, Queen of the Come Up, uh\nTo be loved, Shakespearean\nExperience to be us\nJumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff (woo)\nEvery six months, I think I need a new bucket list (oh)\nYeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\nI'm way too much, y'all should share 'em (hands in the air, in the air)\nI'm feelin' like a baron, all I need is a castle\nBe my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit\nAll I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle\nGod bless the child that can hold his own, achoo (Queens, stand up)\nMy instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\nGood angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\nOne be tryin' to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\nMake me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\nAll in the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\nBut love was abundant\nBefore the God got the \"God's Son\" upon the stomach\nLet these niggas know it was a feelin' I would get\nFrom music that they would come with (talk to 'em, Nas)\nHate start with H 'cause the H come after a G (right)\nThey won't say it face to face, they say it after I leave\nAfter the first night at my place, she asked for the keys\nIt's my season, Garden of Eden, we Adam and Eve\nNow we're nekkid in savage hedonism from a lack of belief (woo)\nI ain't a pastor, pass the Lafite\nWe ain't in no relationship but do relationship things\nNo ring, but she slide through when I ring (hands in the air)\nHa, let's put success to the side\nI'd still be this fly if I worked at Popeye's\nThat's a whole lotta spinach, whole game full of gimmicks\nMake a fool out of yourself for a post on Akademiks\nWe are not the same, I am an alien\nHoverin' over your city, shuttin' down all the stadiums\nWipin' out everything in my radius\nDon't play with us, y'all ain't made enough\nShit pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up\nCats better slow it up, y'all niggas know what's up\nMy niggas throw it up, we all know that\nGot niggas missin' the action, where are they at?\nSee, you niggas never really been duffed out\nBut you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out\nDuke, the rough route\nWe don't play around here, nigga, we grown\nStart applyin' pressure, give a dog a bone\nI'm takin' half, it's just that simple\nOr I can start poppin' niggas like pimples\nI'ma let you call it, you ballin'\n'Til you get hit with them hot things\nNow you're staggerin' and fallin'\nHoldin' up the wall\nYou got more than enough holes in you to fall\nYou're just wastin' a nigga's time, come on, man\nI got shit to do, like hit your crew\nMight hit your crib, what that bitch gon' do?\nNot a damn thin', but go with the program\nBeast on that bitch like Conan, bo-nan\nI'ma go where no man has ever gone, nigga\nWhen it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in the fuckin' song\nI got nothin' to hide, but you got a reason to run\nCome through like, 'til the squeezin' is done\nAnd that's just squeezin' one, imagine if we all let go\nTurn your whole block into death row (woo)","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.92] Haute is the livin', Coca Cola's the sponsor (woo)\n[00:12.06] I run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster (oh)\n[00:14.63] Yeah, uh, they like me like that\n[00:17.09] Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that\n[00:19.69] I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\n[00:22.40] Come be 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gone, n-\nWhen it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in a f- song\n\nI got nothing to hide, but you got a reason to run\nCome through like \"brr-ra\" 'til the squeezin' is done\nAnd that's just squeezing one, imagine if we all let go\nAnd turn your whole block into death row (woo)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bath Salts\n  artist: DMX, JAY-Z, Nas\n  album: 2022 GRAMMYs\n  duration_ms: 180000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Haute is the livin', Coca-Cola's the sponsor (woo)\n  I run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster (oh)\n  Yeah, uh, they like me like that\n  Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that\n  I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\n  Come be my Kardashian, queen of the come up, uh\n  To be loved, Shakespearean\n  Experience to be us\n\n  Jumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff (woo)\n  Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list (Oh!)\n  Yeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\n  I'm way 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JAY‐Z & Nas\n  album: Exodus\n  duration_ms: 182000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Haute is the livin', Coca-Cola's the sponsor (woo)\n  I run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster (oh)\n  Yeah, uh, they like me like that\n  Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that\n  I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\n  Come be my Kardashian, queen of the come up, uh\n  To be loved, Shakespearean\n  Experience to be us\n\n  Jumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff (woo)\n  Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list (Oh!)\n  Yeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\n  I'm way too much, y'all should share 'em (hands in the air)\n  I'm feeling like a baron, all I need is a castle\n  Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit\n  All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle\n  God bless the child that can hold his own, achoo (Queens, stand up)\n\n  My instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\n  Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\n  One be trying to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\n  Make me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\n  All the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\n  But love was abundant\n  Before the God got the \"God's Son\" upon the stomach\n  Let these n- know it was a feeling I would get\n  From music that they would come with (talk to 'em, Nas)\n\n  Hate start with H 'cause the H come after a G (right)\n  They won't say it face to face, they say it after I leave\n  After the first night at my place, she asked for the keys\n  It's my season, Garden of Eden, we Adam and Eve\n  Now we're naked in savage hedonism from a lack of belief\n  I ain't a pastor, pass the Lafite\n  We ain't in no relationship but do relationship things\n  No ring, but she slide through when I ring (hands in the air)\n\n  Ha, let's put success to the side\n  I'd still be this fly if I worked at Popeye's\n  That's a whole lotta spinach, whole game full of gimmicks\n  Make a fool out of yourself for a post on Akademiks\n  We are not the same, I am a alien\n  Hovering over your city, shutting down all the stadiums\n  Wiping out everything in my radius\n  Don't play with us, y'all ain't made enough\n\n  Sh- pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up\n  Cats better slow it up, y'all n- know what's up\n  My n- throw it up, we all know that\n  Got n- missing in action, where are they at?\n  See you n- never really been duffed out\n  But you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out\n  Duke, the rough route\n\n  We don't play around here, n-, we grown\n  Start applying the pressure, give a dog a bone\n  I'm taking half, it's just that simple\n  Or I can start poppin' n- like pimples\n  I'ma let you call it, you ballin'\n  'Til you get hit with them hot things, now you're staggerin' and fallin'\n\n  I'm holding up the wall, you got more than enough holes in you to fall\n  You're just wasting a n- time, come on, man\n  I got sh- to do like hit your crew\n  Might hit your crib, what that b- gon' do?\n  Not a damn thing, but go with the program\n  Beast on that b- like Conan-bo-nan\n  I'ma go where no man has ever gone, n-\n  When it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in a f- song\n\n  I got nothing to hide, but you got a reason to run\n  Come through like \"brr-ra\" 'til the squeezin' is done\n  And that's just squeezing one, imagine if we all let go\n  And turn your whole block into death row (woo)\n"},{"id":32341491,"name":"Bath Salts","trackName":"Bath Salts","artistName":"DMX feat. 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JAY‐Z & Nas\n  album: Exodus\n  duration_ms: 188000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Haute is the livin', Coca-Cola's the sponsor (woo)\n  I run up with your boo, uh, Hov is a monster (oh)\n  Yeah, uh, they like me like that\n  Every girl I see wanna be wifey like that\n  I'm the King of Zamunda, uh, King of the Summer\n  Come be my Kardashian, queen of the come up, uh\n  To be loved, Shakespearean\n  Experience to be us\n\n  Jumpin' off boats, hoppin' off another cliff (woo)\n  Every six months, I think I need a new bucket list (Oh!)\n  Yeah, I think I might need a harem (say, say)\n  I'm way too much, y'all should share 'em (hands in the air)\n  I'm feeling like a baron, all I need is a castle\n  Be my Halle Berry, all you need is a catsuit\n  All I need is Heaven, I don't want the hassle\n  God bless the child that can hold his own, achoo (Queens, stand up)\n\n  My instincts guide me through this Kurtis Blow culture (woo)\n  Good angel, bad angel sittin' on both shoulders (uh)\n  One be trying to gas me, manipulate me, tempt me (ow)\n  Make me have no soul, so I like to take a tally\n  All the favor of the days when the paper wasn't major\n  But love was abundant\n  Before the God got the \"God's Son\" upon the stomach\n  Let these n- know it was a feeling I would get\n  From music that they would come with (talk to 'em, Nas)\n\n  Hate start with H 'cause the H come after a G (right)\n  They won't say it face to face, they say it after I leave\n  After the first night at my place, she asked for the keys\n  It's my season, Garden of Eden, we Adam and Eve\n  Now we're naked in savage hedonism from a lack of belief\n  I ain't a pastor, pass the Lafite\n  We ain't in no relationship but do relationship things\n  No ring, but she slide through when I ring (hands in the air)\n\n  Ha, let's put success to the side\n  I'd still be this fly if I worked at Popeye's\n  That's a whole lotta spinach, whole game full of gimmicks\n  Make a fool out of yourself for a post on Akademiks\n  We are not the same, I am a alien\n  Hovering over your city, shutting down all the stadiums\n  Wiping out everything in my radius\n  Don't play with us, y'all ain't made enough\n\n  Sh- pop off, we don't blow it up 'til we blow it up\n  Cats better slow it up, y'all n- know what's up\n  My n- throw it up, we all know that\n  Got n- missing in action, where are they at?\n  See you n- never really been duffed out\n  But you've got enough mouth to get snuffed out\n  Duke, the rough route\n\n  We don't play around here, n-, we grown\n  Start applying the pressure, give a dog a bone\n  I'm taking half, it's just that simple\n  Or I can start poppin' n- like pimples\n  I'ma let you call it, you ballin'\n  'Til you get hit with them hot things, now you're staggerin' and fallin'\n\n  I'm holding up the wall, you got more than enough holes in you to fall\n  You're just wasting a n- time, come on, man\n  I got sh- to do like hit your crew\n  Might hit your crib, what that b- gon' do?\n  Not a damn thing, but go with the program\n  Beast on that b- like Conan-bo-nan\n  I'ma go where no man has ever gone, n-\n  When it's on, it's on, I'll let you know in a f- song\n\n  I got nothing to hide, but you got a reason to run\n  Come through like \"brr-ra\" 'til the squeezin' is done\n  And that's just squeezing one, imagine if we all let go\n  And turn your whole block into death row (woo)\n"},{"id":36732132,"name":"Bath Salts","trackName":"Bath Salts","artistName":"DMX feat. 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