[{"id":12090546,"name":"I Can Feel It","trackName":"I Can Feel It","artistName":"DMX","albumName":"DMX Essentials","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh!\nSometimes\nSometimes you just know\nYou just know, that's all\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nThe best of y'all nigga remind me of myself when I was younger\nWhen it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\nAnd you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\nLook in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child\nMeanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\nGotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\nGotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\nWhen you stand up, and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n\nOther niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends\nCaps I fucked with are real, but hey, (those are your friends)\nIt's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\nWhat you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n\nShould the casket door swing here, it is done\nAnd thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\nNigga died with his gun, still up in the holster\nIt is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's gettin' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that, you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n\nThe devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go\nI can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know, that administ all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin', but\nWe all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n\nEasy goin' up or down, what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fucking clown\nBitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it\nAnd I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance, of bein' the child with a father\n\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckers streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on (uh!)\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nThere's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands\nLotta nigga I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you and I\nBoth know the truthful will never die\n\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, and that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell and we both here\nCan you feel it? Tell me, yeah\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\nAha, ooh, ooh","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.98] Uh!\n[00:11.84] Sometimes\n[00:14.19] Sometimes you just know\n[00:17.22] You just know, that's all\n[00:20.34] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[00:30.28] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[00:37.25] Hold on, hold on\n[00:39.84] The best of y'all nigga remind me of myself when I was younger\n[00:42.63] When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n[00:45.28] And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n[00:47.65] Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child\n[00:50.25] Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n[00:52.77] Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n[00:55.32] Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n[00:57.91] When you stand up, and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n[01:00.21] Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends\n[01:02.54] Caps I fucked with are real, but hey, (those are your friends)\n[01:05.36] It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n[01:07.82] What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n[01:10.42] Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n[01:13.24] And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n[01:15.61] Nigga died with his gun, still up in the holster\n[01:17.97] It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's gettin' closer\n[01:20.82] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[01:30.53] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[01:37.93] Hold on, hold on\n[01:40.68] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:43.35] I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:45.89] When I make that, you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:48.34] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n[01:50.89] The devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go\n[01:53.17] I can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow\n[01:55.98] Let 'em know, that administ all this confusion\n[01:57.98] Some of us may do the winnin', but\n[01:59.30] We all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n[02:01.63] Easy goin' up or down, what have you been provin'?\n[02:04.17] Just that you a fucking clown\n[02:05.56] Bitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n[02:07.86] And I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:10.51] I woulda traded the chance, of bein' the child with a father\n[02:12.95] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:15.43] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:18.67] That's why I hit these motherfuckers streets at night\n[02:20.91] Come on!\n[02:21.86] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on (uh!)\n[02:31.49] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[02:38.23] Hold on, hold on\n[02:41.20] There's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands\n[02:43.95] Lotta nigga I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n[02:46.56] And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:49.11] Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n[02:51.68] Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n[02:54.77] The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n[02:56.79] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:58.41] That means you gonna need more love\n[02:59.80] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:01.82] Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n[03:03.29] Is what's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know\n[03:04.66] Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n[03:07.42] Told her it was suicide, but you and I\n[03:09.43] Both know the truthful will never die\n[03:11.25] Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared for the mob\n[03:14.20] 'Cause you dead up in the fog, and that's your head by the log\n[03:16.71] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n[03:19.24] This is hell and we both here\n[03:20.60] Can you feel it? Tell me, yeah\n[03:22.64] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:32.02] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[03:38.87] Hold on, hold on\n[03:46.41] Aha, ooh, ooh\n[03:47.13] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: DMX Essentials\n  duration_ms: 251000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh!\n  start_ms: 8980\n  end_ms: 11840\n- text: Sometimes\n  start_ms: 11840\n  end_ms: 14190\n- text: Sometimes you just know\n  start_ms: 14190\n  end_ms: 17220\n- text: You just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 17220\n  end_ms: 20340\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20340\n  end_ms: 30280\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n  start_ms: 30280\n  end_ms: 37250\n- text: Hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 37250\n  end_ms: 39840\n- text: The best of y'all nigga remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39840\n  end_ms: 42630\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42630\n  end_ms: 45280\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 45280\n  end_ms: 47650\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child\n  start_ms: 47650\n  end_ms: 50250\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 50250\n  end_ms: 52770\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 52770\n  end_ms: 55320\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 55320\n  end_ms: 57910\n- text: When you stand up, and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57910\n  end_ms: 60210\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  start_ms: 60210\n  end_ms: 62540\n- text: Caps I fucked with are real, but hey, (those are your friends)\n  start_ms: 62540\n  end_ms: 65360\n- text: It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 65360\n  end_ms: 67820\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67820\n  end_ms: 70420\n- text: Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  start_ms: 70420\n  end_ms: 73240\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 73240\n  end_ms: 75610\n- text: Nigga died with his gun, still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 75610\n  end_ms: 77970\n- text: It is comin' in the air? 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Yeah, it's gettin' closer\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n  Hold on, hold on\n\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that, you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n\n  The devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go\n  I can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know, that administ all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin', but\n  We all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n\n  Easy goin' up or down, what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fucking clown\n  Bitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  And I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I woulda traded the chance, of bein' the child with a father\n\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckers streets at night\n  Come on!\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on (uh!)\n  I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n  Hold on, hold on\n\n  There's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands\n  Lotta nigga I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n\n  Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n  The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know\n  Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n  Told her it was suicide, but you and I\n  Both know the truthful will never die\n\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, and that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n  This is hell and we both here\n  Can you feel it? Tell me, yeah\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n  Hold on, hold on\n  Aha, ooh, ooh\n"},{"id":26584029,"name":"I Can Feel It","trackName":"I Can Feel It","artistName":"DMX","albumName":"It´s dark and hell is hot","duration":253.056125,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThe best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\nWhen it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\nAnd you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\nLook in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\nMeanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\nGotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\nGotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\nWhen you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\nOther niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\nCats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\nIts just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\nWhat you askin' for, did you ask for more?\nShut the casket door, this one here, it is done\nAnd thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\nNigga died with his gun still up in the holster\nIt's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\nEasy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fuckin' clown\nBitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\nCome on!\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThere's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\nLotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\nFull moon, the howlin',\nThe growlin', and prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\nWhen they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\nBut you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? Tell me yeah\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.91] Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n[00:20.03] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[00:30.21] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[00:39.41] The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n[00:42.15] When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n[00:44.50] And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n[00:46.79] Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n[00:49.50] Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n[00:51.97] Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n[00:54.46] Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n[00:57.13] When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n[00:59.67] Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n[01:02.09] Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n[01:04.08] Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n[01:07.11] What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n[01:09.57] Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n[01:12.22] And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n[01:14.81] Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n[01:17.49] It's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\n[01:19.96] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[01:30.56] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[01:39.78] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:42.53] I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:44.91] When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:47.49] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n[01:50.27] The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n[01:52.64] I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n[01:54.96] Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n[01:56.98] Some of us may do the winnin'\n[01:58.30] But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n[02:00.70] Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n[02:03.34] Just that you a fuckin' clown\n[02:04.94] Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n[02:07.14] 'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:09.68] I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n[02:12.57] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:14.81] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:17.99] That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n[02:20.11] Come on!\n[02:20.84] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[02:31.16] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[02:40.35] There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n[02:43.37] Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n[02:45.49] And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:48.08] Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n[02:51.09] Full moon, the howlin',\n[02:54.36] The growlin', and prowlin'\n[02:56.23] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:57.47] That means you gonna need more love\n[02:58.92] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:00.45] Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n[03:02.36] Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n[03:05.21] When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n[03:07.87] But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n[03:09.90] Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n[03:13.51] 'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n[03:15.85] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n[03:18.27] This is hell an we both here\n[03:19.87] Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n[03:21.58] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:31.80] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: It´s dark and hell is hot\n  duration_ms: 253056\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 30210\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 30210\n  end_ms: 39410\n- text: The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39410\n  end_ms: 42150\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42150\n  end_ms: 44500\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 44500\n  end_ms: 46790\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  start_ms: 46790\n  end_ms: 49500\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 49500\n  end_ms: 51970\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 51970\n  end_ms: 54460\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 54460\n  end_ms: 57130\n- text: When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57130\n  end_ms: 59670\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  start_ms: 59670\n  end_ms: 62090\n- text: Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  start_ms: 62090\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 67110\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67110\n  end_ms: 69570\n- text: Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  start_ms: 69570\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 74810\n- text: Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 74810\n  end_ms: 77490\n- text: It's comin' in the air? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 199870\n  end_ms: 201580\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 201580\n  end_ms: 211800\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 211800\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n  Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fuckin' clown\n  Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n  Come on!\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n  Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n  Full moon, the howlin',\n  The growlin', and prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n  When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n  But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n"},{"id":39335763,"name":"16.Dmx-I can feel it - By SHoKeR","trackName":"16.Dmx-I can feel it - By SHoKeR","artistName":"DMX","albumName":"Its Dark And Hell Is Hot","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh!\nSometimes\nSometimes you just know\nYou just know, that's all\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nThe best of y'all nigga remind me of myself when I was younger\nWhen it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\nAnd you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\nLook in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child\nMeanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\nGotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\nGotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\nWhen you stand up, and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n\nOther niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends\nCaps I fucked with are real, but hey, (those are your friends)\nIt's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\nWhat you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n\nShould the casket door swing here, it is done\nAnd thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\nNigga died with his gun, still up in the holster\nIt is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's gettin' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that, you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n\nThe devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go\nI can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know, that administ all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin', but\nWe all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n\nEasy goin' up or down, what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fucking clown\nBitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it\nAnd I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance, of bein' the child with a father\n\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckers streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on (uh!)\nI've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\nHold on, hold on\n\nThere's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands\nLotta nigga I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you and I\nBoth know the truthful will never die\n\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, and that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell and we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Yeah, it's gettin' closer\n[01:21.47] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[01:31.52] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[01:37.92] Hold on, hold on\n[01:40.54] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:43.46] I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:45.97] When I make that, you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:48.39] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n[01:50.78] The devil got a hold on me, and he won't let go\n[01:53.42] I can feel the Lord pullin', but he movin' dead slow\n[01:56.02] Let 'em know, that administ all this confusion\n[01:57.88] Some of us may do the winnin', but\n[01:59.28] We all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n[02:01.90] Easy goin' up or down, what have you been provin'?\n[02:04.40] Just that you a fucking clown\n[02:05.76] Bitch seen the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n[02:08.13] And I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:10.66] I woulda traded the chance, of bein' the child with a father\n[02:13.22] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:15.75] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:18.65] That's why I hit these motherfuckers streets at night\n[02:20.98] Come on!\n[02:22.07] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on (uh!)\n[02:32.16] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[02:38.48] Hold on, hold on\n[02:41.06] There's a lotta shit that I let slide, 'cause it's outta my hands\n[02:43.92] Lotta nigga I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n[02:46.51] And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:49.25] Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n[02:51.84] Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n[02:54.88] The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n[02:56.85] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:58.59] That means you gonna need more love\n[02:59.72] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:01.88] Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n[03:03.03] Is what's gonna is what's gonna let niggas know\n[03:04.88] Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n[03:07.55] Told her it was suicide, but you and I\n[03:09.43] Both know the truthful will never die\n[03:11.07] Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared for the mob\n[03:14.37] 'Cause you dead up in the fog, and that's your head by the log\n[03:16.85] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n[03:19.36] This is hell and we both here\n[03:20.66] Can you feel it? Tell me, yeah\n[03:22.65] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:32.76] I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n[03:39.02] Hold on, hold on\n[03:45.69] Aha, ooh, ooh\n[03:46.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 16.Dmx-I can feel it - By SHoKeR\n  artist: DMX\n  album: Its Dark And Hell Is Hot\n  duration_ms: 252064\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh!\n  start_ms: 20\n  end_ms: 2050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 2050\n  end_ms: 12700\n- text: Sometimes\n  start_ms: 12700\n  end_ms: 15230\n- text: Sometimes you just know\n  start_ms: 15230\n  end_ms: 17650\n- text: You just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 17650\n  end_ms: 20800\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20800\n  end_ms: 30920\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life\n  start_ms: 30920\n  end_ms: 37230\n- text: Hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 37230\n  end_ms: 39950\n- text: The best of y'all nigga remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39950\n  end_ms: 42820\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42820\n  end_ms: 45260\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 45260\n  end_ms: 47700\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the Lord for my child\n  start_ms: 47700\n  end_ms: 50390\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 50390\n  end_ms: 52850\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 52850\n  end_ms: 55380\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 55380\n  end_ms: 57990\n- text: When you stand up, and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57990\n  end_ms: 60450\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  start_ms: 60450\n  end_ms: 62840\n- text: Caps I fucked with are real, but hey, (those are your friends)\n  start_ms: 62840\n  end_ms: 65540\n- text: It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 65540\n  end_ms: 67840\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67840\n  end_ms: 70540\n- text: Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  start_ms: 70540\n  end_ms: 73290\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 73290\n  end_ms: 75640\n- text: Nigga died with his gun, still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 75640\n  end_ms: 78210\n- text: It is comin' in the air? 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Yeah its getting' closer\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\nEasy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fuckin' clown\nBitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\nCome on!\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThere's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\nLotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\nFull moon, the howlin',\nThe growlin', and prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\nWhen they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\nBut you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Tell me yeah\n[03:21.58] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:31.80] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: Top 500 of the Greatest Hip-Hop and Rap Songs\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 30210\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 30210\n  end_ms: 39410\n- text: The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39410\n  end_ms: 42150\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42150\n  end_ms: 44500\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 44500\n  end_ms: 46790\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  start_ms: 46790\n  end_ms: 49500\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 49500\n  end_ms: 51970\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 51970\n  end_ms: 54460\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 54460\n  end_ms: 57130\n- text: When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57130\n  end_ms: 59670\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  start_ms: 59670\n  end_ms: 62090\n- text: Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  start_ms: 62090\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 67110\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67110\n  end_ms: 69570\n- text: Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  start_ms: 69570\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 74810\n- text: Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 74810\n  end_ms: 77490\n- text: It's comin' in the air? 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Yeah its getting' closer\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\nEasy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fuckin' clown\nBitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\nCome on!\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThere's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\nLotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\nFull moon, the howlin',\nThe growlin', and prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\nWhen they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\nBut you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? Tell me yeah\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.91] Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n[00:20.03] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[00:30.21] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[00:39.41] The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n[00:42.15] When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n[00:44.50] And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n[00:46.79] Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n[00:49.50] Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n[00:51.97] Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n[00:54.46] Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n[00:57.13] When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n[00:59.67] Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n[01:02.09] Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n[01:04.08] Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n[01:07.11] What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n[01:09.57] Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n[01:12.22] And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n[01:14.81] Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n[01:17.49] It's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\n[01:19.96] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[01:30.56] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[01:39.78] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:42.53] I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:44.91] When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:47.49] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n[01:50.27] The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n[01:52.64] I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n[01:54.96] Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n[01:56.98] Some of us may do the winnin'\n[01:58.30] But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n[02:00.70] Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n[02:03.34] Just that you a fuckin' clown\n[02:04.94] Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n[02:07.14] 'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:09.68] I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n[02:12.57] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:14.81] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:17.99] That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n[02:20.11] Come on!\n[02:20.84] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[02:31.16] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[02:40.35] There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n[02:43.37] Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n[02:45.49] And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:48.08] Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n[02:51.09] Full moon, the howlin',\n[02:54.36] The growlin', and prowlin'\n[02:56.23] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:57.47] That means you gonna need more love\n[02:58.92] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:00.45] Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n[03:02.36] Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n[03:05.21] When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n[03:07.87] But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n[03:09.90] Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n[03:13.51] 'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n[03:15.85] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n[03:18.27] This is hell an we both here\n[03:19.87] Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n[03:21.58] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:31.80] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: It’s Dark and Hell Is Hot\n  duration_ms: 287000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 30210\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 30210\n  end_ms: 39410\n- text: The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39410\n  end_ms: 42150\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42150\n  end_ms: 44500\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 44500\n  end_ms: 46790\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  start_ms: 46790\n  end_ms: 49500\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 49500\n  end_ms: 51970\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 51970\n  end_ms: 54460\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 54460\n  end_ms: 57130\n- text: When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57130\n  end_ms: 59670\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  start_ms: 59670\n  end_ms: 62090\n- text: Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  start_ms: 62090\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 67110\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67110\n  end_ms: 69570\n- text: Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  start_ms: 69570\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 74810\n- text: Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 74810\n  end_ms: 77490\n- text: It's comin' in the air? 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Yeah its getting' closer\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n  Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fuckin' clown\n  Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n  Come on!\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n  Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n  Full moon, the howlin',\n  The growlin', and prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n  When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n  But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n"},{"id":33190025,"name":"I Can Feel It","trackName":"I Can Feel It","artistName":"DMX","albumName":"Top 1000 Greatest Hip-Hop and Rap Songs","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThe best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\nWhen it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\nAnd you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\nLook in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\nMeanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\nGotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\nGotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\nWhen you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\nOther niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\nCats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\nIts just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\nWhat you askin' for, did you ask for more?\nShut the casket door, this one here, it is done\nAnd thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\nNigga died with his gun still up in the holster\nIt's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\nEasy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you a fuckin' clown\nBitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\nCome on!\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\nThere's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\nLotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\nAnd a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\nFull moon, the howlin',\nThe growlin', and prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth\nIs what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\nWhen they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\nBut you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\nListen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? Tell me yeah\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","syncedLyrics":"[00:11.91] Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n[00:20.03] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[00:30.21] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n[00:39.41] The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n[00:42.15] When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n[00:44.50] And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n[00:46.79] Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n[00:49.50] Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n[00:51.97] Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n[00:54.46] Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n[00:57.13] When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n[00:59.67] Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n[01:02.09] Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n[01:04.08] Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n[01:07.11] What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n[01:09.57] Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n[01:12.22] And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n[01:14.81] Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n[01:17.49] It's comin' in the air? 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Tell me yeah\n[03:21.58] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n[03:31.80] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: Top 1000 Greatest Hip-Hop and Rap Songs\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  start_ms: 11910\n  end_ms: 20030\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 20030\n  end_ms: 30210\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 30210\n  end_ms: 39410\n- text: The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39410\n  end_ms: 42150\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  start_ms: 42150\n  end_ms: 44500\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 44500\n  end_ms: 46790\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  start_ms: 46790\n  end_ms: 49500\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 49500\n  end_ms: 51970\n- text: Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 51970\n  end_ms: 54460\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 54460\n  end_ms: 57130\n- text: When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 57130\n  end_ms: 59670\n- text: Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  start_ms: 59670\n  end_ms: 62090\n- text: Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  start_ms: 62090\n  end_ms: 64080\n- text: Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 64080\n  end_ms: 67110\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 67110\n  end_ms: 69570\n- text: Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  start_ms: 69570\n  end_ms: 72220\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 72220\n  end_ms: 74810\n- text: Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  start_ms: 74810\n  end_ms: 77490\n- text: It's comin' in the air? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 199870\n  end_ms: 201580\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 201580\n  end_ms: 211800\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 211800\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n  Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fuckin' clown\n  Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n  Come on!\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n  Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n  Full moon, the howlin',\n  The growlin', and prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n  When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n  But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 199870\n  end_ms: 201580\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  start_ms: 201580\n  end_ms: 211800\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  start_ms: 211800\nplain: |-\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  The best of y'all niggas remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the nigga from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gotta leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up an see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other niggas would put a slug through you, over your heads\n  Cats I fucked with are real, but hey, those are your friends\n  Its just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Shut the casket door, this one here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  Nigga died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It's comin' in the air? Yeah its getting' closer\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n  Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fuckin' clown\n  Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n  Come on!\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n  Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n  Full moon, the howlin',\n  The growlin', and prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n  When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n  But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Yeah its getting' closer\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an him 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'\n  Easy goin', up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you a fuckin' clown\n  Bitch seen through the bullshit, but never spoke on it\n  'Cause I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I would of traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these motherfuckin' streets at night\n  Come on!\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life, hold on, hold on\n  There's a lot of shit that I let slide, 'cause its outta my hands\n  Lotta niggas I let ride, but its not in my plans\n  And a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckload, feedin' them to the morgue\n  Full moon, the howlin',\n  The growlin', and prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth\n  Is what's gonna let niggas know, why you bad in your house\n  When they lied to your spouse, told her it was suicide,\n  But you an I both know the truth, fool would never die\n  Listen nigga, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  'Cause you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when its there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\nEasy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you were - ground\nBitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\nAn I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these mother- streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nThere's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\nLotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAn a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth is\nWhat's gonna is what's gonna let - know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you an I\nBoth know the truth will never die\nListen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\nCuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n[01:21.52] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[01:30.09] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[01:37.28] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[01:41.05] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:43.04] I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:46.01] When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:48.05] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n[01:51.00] The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n[01:53.08] I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n[01:56.06] Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n[01:58.08] Some of us may do the winnin'\n[01:59.04] But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n[02:02.08] Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n[02:04.02] Just that you were - ground\n[02:06.05] Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n[02:08.06] An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:10.01] I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n[02:13.05] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:16.05] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:18.03] That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n[02:21.08] Come on!\n[02:22.14] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[02:30.89] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[02:37.93] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[02:40.85] There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n[02:47.08] Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n[02:48.05] An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:49.03] Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n[02:51.03] Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n[02:53.08] The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n[02:56.05] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:58.05] That means you gonna need more love\n[03:00.07] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:01.02] Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n[03:03.01] What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n[03:05.01] Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n[03:07.04] Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n[03:09.06] Both know the truth will never die\n[03:11.02] Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n[03:15.02] Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n[03:17.03] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n[03:19.01] This is hell an we both here\n[03:21.07] Can you feel it? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 201070\n  end_ms: 203020\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  start_ms: 203020\n  end_ms: 213040\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  start_ms: 213040\n  end_ms: 220040\n- text: Oh lord, oh lord.\n  start_ms: 220040\n  end_ms: 247990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 247990\nplain: |-\n  Man\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all.\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  The best of y'all - remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the - from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other - would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  Caps I - with are real, but hey\n  Those are your friends\n  It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  - Died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\n  Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you were - ground\n  Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n  An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n  Come on!\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n  Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n  An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n  Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n  The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n  What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n  Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n  Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n  Both know the truth will never die\n  Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 201070\n  end_ms: 203020\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  start_ms: 203020\n  end_ms: 213040\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  start_ms: 213040\n  end_ms: 220040\n- text: Oh lord, oh lord.\n  start_ms: 220040\n  end_ms: 247990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 247990\nplain: |-\n  Man\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all.\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  The best of y'all - remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the - from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other - would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  Caps I - with are real, but hey\n  Those are your friends\n  It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  - Died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\n  Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you were - ground\n  Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n  An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n  Come on!\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n  Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n  An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n  Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n  The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n  What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n  Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n  Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n  Both know the truth will never die\n  Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\nEasy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you were - ground\nBitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\nAn I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these mother- streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nThere's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\nLotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAn a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth is\nWhat's gonna is what's gonna let - know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you an I\nBoth know the truth will never die\nListen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\nCuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n[01:21.52] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[01:30.09] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[01:37.28] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[01:41.05] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:43.04] I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:46.01] When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:48.05] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n[01:51.00] The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n[01:53.08] I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n[01:56.06] Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n[01:58.08] Some of us may do the winnin'\n[01:59.04] But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n[02:02.08] Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n[02:04.02] Just that you were - ground\n[02:06.05] Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n[02:08.06] An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:10.01] I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n[02:13.05] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:16.05] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:18.03] That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n[02:21.08] Come on!\n[02:22.14] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[02:30.89] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[02:37.93] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[02:40.85] There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n[02:47.08] Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n[02:48.05] An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:49.03] Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n[02:51.03] Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n[02:53.08] The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n[02:56.05] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:58.05] That means you gonna need more love\n[03:00.07] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:01.02] Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n[03:03.01] What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n[03:05.01] Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n[03:07.04] Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n[03:09.06] Both know the truth will never die\n[03:11.02] Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n[03:15.02] Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n[03:17.03] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n[03:19.01] This is hell an we both here\n[03:21.07] Can you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\nEasy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you were - ground\nBitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\nAn I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these mother- streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nThere's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\nLotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAn a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth is\nWhat's gonna is what's gonna let - know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you an I\nBoth know the truth will never die\nListen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\nCuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nI see life through many shades of grays and blacks\nI could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\nWhen I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\nTakes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\nThe devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\nI can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\nLet 'em know that amidst all this confusion\nSome of us may do the winnin'\nBut we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\nEasy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\nJust that you were - ground\nBitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\nAn I know that deep down you really don't want it\nI woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\nMovin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\nMy balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\nThat's why I hit these mother- streets at night\nCome on!\n\nI can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\nI've been waiting for this moment for all my life\nOh lord, oh lord.\n\nThere's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\nLotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\nAn a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\nFamilies by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\nFull moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\nThe growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\nDon't know love, can't show love\nThat means you gonna need more love\nThan on old thug, but hold up, roll up\nTalkin' out the side of your mouth is\nWhat's gonna is what's gonna let - know\nWhy you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\nTold her it was suicide, but you an I\nBoth know the truth will never die\nListen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\nCuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\nI can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\nThis is hell an we both here\nCan you feel it? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 201070\n  end_ms: 203020\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  start_ms: 203020\n  end_ms: 213040\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  start_ms: 213040\n  end_ms: 220040\n- text: Oh lord, oh lord.\n  start_ms: 220040\n  end_ms: 247990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 247990\nplain: |-\n  Man\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all.\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  The best of y'all - remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the - from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other - would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  Caps I - with are real, but hey\n  Those are your friends\n  It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  - Died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\n  Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you were - ground\n  Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n  An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n  Come on!\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n  Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n  An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n  Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n  The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n  What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n  Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n  Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n  Both know the truth will never die\n  Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? 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Yeah, it's getting' closer\n[01:21.52] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[01:30.09] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[01:37.28] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[01:41.05] I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n[01:43.04] I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n[01:46.01] When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n[01:48.05] Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n[01:51.00] The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n[01:53.08] I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n[01:56.06] Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n[01:58.08] Some of us may do the winnin'\n[01:59.04] But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n[02:02.08] Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n[02:04.02] Just that you were - ground\n[02:06.05] Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n[02:08.06] An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n[02:10.01] I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n[02:13.05] Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n[02:16.05] My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n[02:18.03] That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n[02:21.08] Come on!\n[02:22.14] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[02:30.89] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[02:37.93] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[02:40.85] There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n[02:47.08] Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n[02:48.05] An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n[02:49.03] Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n[02:51.03] Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n[02:53.08] The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n[02:56.05] Don't know love, can't show love\n[02:58.05] That means you gonna need more love\n[03:00.07] Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n[03:01.02] Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n[03:03.01] What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n[03:05.01] Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n[03:07.04] Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n[03:09.06] Both know the truth will never die\n[03:11.02] Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n[03:15.02] Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n[03:17.03] I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n[03:19.01] This is hell an we both here\n[03:21.07] Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n[03:23.02] I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n[03:33.04] I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n[03:40.04] Oh lord, oh lord.\n[04:07.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Can Feel It\n  artist: DMX\n  album: It’s Dark and Hell Is Hot\n  duration_ms: 255120\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Man\n  start_ms: 13010\n  end_ms: 14080\n- text: Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all.\n  start_ms: 14080\n  end_ms: 20050\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  start_ms: 20050\n  end_ms: 30010\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  start_ms: 30010\n  end_ms: 37040\n- text: Oh lord, oh lord.\n  start_ms: 37040\n  end_ms: 39210\n- text: The best of y'all - remind me of myself when I was younger\n  start_ms: 39210\n  end_ms: 43070\n- text: When it was hunger that stopped the - from goin' under\n  start_ms: 43070\n  end_ms: 44090\n- text: And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  start_ms: 44090\n  end_ms: 48090\n- text: Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  start_ms: 48090\n  end_ms: 50090\n- text: Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  start_ms: 50090\n  end_ms: 53020\n- text: Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  start_ms: 53020\n  end_ms: 55030\n- text: Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  start_ms: 55030\n  end_ms: 58080\n- text: When you stand up and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  start_ms: 58080\n  end_ms: 60050\n- text: Other - would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  start_ms: 60050\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: Caps I - with are real, but hey\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 65000\n- text: Those are your friends\n  start_ms: 65000\n  end_ms: 66090\n- text: It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  start_ms: 66090\n  end_ms: 68020\n- text: What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  start_ms: 68020\n  end_ms: 70080\n- text: Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  start_ms: 70080\n  end_ms: 74050\n- text: And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  start_ms: 74050\n  end_ms: 76020\n- text: '- Died with his gun still up in the holster'\n  start_ms: 76020\n  end_ms: 78010\n- text: It is comin' in the air? 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Tell me yeah\n  start_ms: 201070\n  end_ms: 203020\n- text: I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  start_ms: 203020\n  end_ms: 213040\n- text: I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  start_ms: 213040\n  end_ms: 220040\n- text: Oh lord, oh lord.\n  start_ms: 220040\n  end_ms: 247990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 247990\nplain: |-\n  Man\n  Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all.\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  The best of y'all - remind me of myself when I was younger\n  When it was hunger that stopped the - from goin' under\n  And you wonder, why I pat you on your head, smile\n  Look in your eyes and thank the lord for my child\n  Meanwhile, somethin' I gotta show you an I hope you can take it\n  Gonna leave you in the desert, and I hope that you make it\n  Gotta put you on your ass to see what it does to you\n  When you stand up and see that I'm just showin' love to you\n  Other - would put a slug through you, over your ends\n  Caps I - with are real, but hey\n  Those are your friends\n  It's just what you got comin' sometimes you don't know\n  What you askin' for, did you ask for more?\n  Should the casket door swing here, it is done\n  And thought you was a killer, you swore you'd never run\n  - Died with his gun still up in the holster\n  It is comin' in the air? Yeah, it's getting' closer\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  I see life through many shades of grays and blacks\n  I could take that an hit 'em with the blazin' tracks\n  When I make that you fake cats have violent dreams\n  Takes another dog to be able to hear my silent screams.\n\n  The devil got a hold on me and he won't let go\n  I can feel the lord pullin' but he movin' dead slow\n  Let 'em know that amidst all this confusion\n  Some of us may do the winnin'\n  But we all do the losin' its just who does the choosin'.\n\n  Easy goin up or down what have you been provin'?\n  Just that you were - ground\n  Bitch seen the bull -, but never spoke on it\n  An I know that deep down you really don't want it\n  I woulda traded the chance of bein' the child with a father\n  Movin' talent and bein' able to survive when it's harder\n  My balance on the high beams of life, keep my dreams in strife\n  That's why I hit these mother- streets at night\n  Come on!\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n\n  There's a lotta - that I let slide, cuz it's outta my hands\n  Lotta - I let ride, but it's not in my plans\n  An a lot of my mans is not seein' through the fog\n  Families by the truckloads, fleein' to the morgue\n  Full moon, arooooo, the howlin', errrrrrr\n  The growlin', shhhhhh, the prowlin'\n  Don't know love, can't show love\n  That means you gonna need more love\n  Than on old thug, but hold up, roll up\n  Talkin' out the side of your mouth is\n  What's gonna is what's gonna let - know\n  Why you died in your house, why they lied to your spouse\n  Told her it was suicide, but you an I\n  Both know the truth will never die\n  Listen -, if you scared, get a dog, but be prepared, for the mob\n  Cuz you dead up in the fog, an that's your head by the log\n  I can smell it in the air, I can tell when it's there\n  This is hell an we both here\n  Can you feel it? Tell me yeah\n\n  I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, oh lord\n  I've been waiting for this moment for all my life\n  Oh lord, oh lord.\n"}]