[{"id":34017641,"name":"Because","trackName":"Because","artistName":"Danger Mouse","albumName":"Because (feat. 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Can't discuss what the short answer was\nHungriest ones take the money and run\nSometimes simultaneously taking one of your lungs\nWhat I mean is, I've seen everything that's under the sun\nNiggas below the poverty line live under the gun\nWe all schemin', savages ain't vegan, what the fuck is love?\nDon't need a reason to die, we die just because\n\nBecause it's hard to find your love, I found it out\nBecause you better not stay, you better not stay\nBecause it's hard to find your love, I found it out\nBecause this love is so non-desirable, oh (Uh)\n\nI was on thirty-four cruisin' through Medina\nI was just a Neo 'fore I had the nina\nI had the snapback with the t-shirt\nPracticin' my ollie, I could hardly get my feet up\nHad to hit the staircase just to roll the reefer, uh\nNow I'm smokin' big Cohibas out in Costa Rica like pura vida\nHavin' flashbacks of niggas gettin' clapped at in front the cleaners\nOn 34th Street, until this day it haunts me\nIt's why I had to move raunchy\nI know killers in Marcy, so please don't taunt me\nI spent some summer times in Canarsie\nMe and Quan gettin' stopped and frisked by Hutch and Starsky\nThey was lookin' for hard drugs an' armory\nMama told me not to let that shit bother me\nPoppa said to move cautiously\nSo the streets would never father me\nBut you don't know that part of me\n\nBecause it's hard to find your love, I found it out\nBecause this love is so non-desirable, oh (Yeah)\n\nMy girl told me I should watch my tongue\nMy skin gets red too easy\nSh don't wanna change her name like Washington\nWonders where I got it from\nMy parents' marriage was a toxic one\nMm, oh well, I'm 'bout to cop a gun\nHope I got to use it, it'll help blow up the music\nI know somethin' slightly off with me, drama is therapeutic\nEgo hates feeling futile, sometimes I move without scruples\nLike havin' Mrs. Perfect with me and still chasin' approval\nFrom other women, I'm a glutton, I can't run from who I become\nDad's around the corner, haven't seen him in like three months\nWe don't speak much, I don't handle balance well, got a fragile shell\nMy money split the king and queen up, then the castle fell\nThe tension in the air is still crisp\nSometimes I wish this game was over like I'm Lil' Flip (Flip)\nSometimes I'm wishing that my brain came with a kill switch\nI don't vacation, dawg, I guilt trip, real shit, yeah\n\nBecause it's hard to find your love, I found it out\nBecause you better not stay, you better not stay\nBecause it's hard to find your love, I found it out\nBecause this love is so non-desirable, oh","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Because\n  artist: Danger Mouse\n  album: Because (feat. 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Can't discuss what the short answer was\n  Hungriest ones take the money and run\n  Sometimes simultaneously taking one of your lungs\n  What I mean is, I've seen everything that's under the sun\n  Niggas below the poverty line live under the gun\n  We all schemin', savages ain't vegan, what the fuck is love?\n  Don't need a reason to die, we die just because\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because you better not stay, you better not stay\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh (Uh)\n\n  I was on thirty-four cruisin' through Medina\n  I was just a Neo 'fore I had the nina\n  I had the snapback with the t-shirt\n  Practicin' my ollie, I could hardly get my feet up\n  Had to hit the staircase just to roll the reefer, uh\n  Now I'm smokin' big Cohibas out in Costa Rica like pura vida\n  Havin' flashbacks of niggas gettin' clapped at in front the cleaners\n  On 34th Street, until this day it haunts me\n  It's why I had to move raunchy\n  I know killers in Marcy, so please don't taunt me\n  I spent some summer times in Canarsie\n  Me and Quan gettin' stopped and frisked by Hutch and Starsky\n  They was lookin' for hard drugs an' armory\n  Mama told me not to let that shit bother me\n  Poppa said to move cautiously\n  So the streets would never father me\n  But you don't know that part of me\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh (Yeah)\n\n  My girl told me I should watch my tongue\n  My skin gets red too easy\n  Sh don't wanna change her name like Washington\n  Wonders where I got it from\n  My parents' marriage was a toxic one\n  Mm, oh well, I'm 'bout to cop a gun\n  Hope I got to use it, it'll help blow up the music\n  I know somethin' slightly off with me, drama is therapeutic\n  Ego hates feeling futile, sometimes I move without scruples\n  Like havin' Mrs. Perfect with me and still chasin' approval\n  From other women, I'm a glutton, I can't run from who I become\n  Dad's around the corner, haven't seen him in like three months\n  We don't speak much, I don't handle balance well, got a fragile shell\n  My money split the king and queen up, then the castle fell\n  The tension in the air is still crisp\n  Sometimes I wish this game was over like I'm Lil' Flip (Flip)\n  Sometimes I'm wishing that my brain came with a kill switch\n  I don't vacation, dawg, I guilt trip, real shit, yeah\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because you better not stay, you better not stay\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh\n"},{"id":21311614,"name":"Because (feat. 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Can't discuss what the short answer was\n  Hungriest ones take the money and run\n  Sometimes simultaneously taking one of your lungs\n  What I mean is, I've seen everything that's under the sun\n  Niggas below the poverty line live under the gun\n  We all schemin', savages ain't vegan, what the fuck is love?\n  Don't need a reason to die, we die just because\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because you better not stay, you better not stay\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh (Uh)\n\n  I was on thirty-four cruisin' through Medina\n  I was just a Neo 'fore I had the nina\n  I had the snapback with the t-shirt\n  Practicin' my ollie, I could hardly get my feet up\n  Had to hit the staircase just to roll the reefer, uh\n  Now I'm smokin' big Cohibas out in Costa Rica like pura vida\n  Havin' flashbacks of niggas gettin' clapped at in front the cleaners\n  On 34th Street, until this day it haunts me\n  It's why I had to move raunchy\n  I know killers in Marcy, so please don't taunt me\n  I spent some summer times in Canarsie\n  Me and Quan gettin' stopped and frisked by Hutch and Starsky\n  They was lookin' for hard drugs an' armory\n  Mama told me not to let that shit bother me\n  Poppa said to move cautiously\n  So the streets would never father me\n  But you don't know that part of me\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh (Yeah)\n\n  My girl told me I should watch my tongue\n  My skin gets red too easy\n  Sh don't wanna change her name like Washington\n  Wonders where I got it from\n  My parents' marriage was a toxic one\n  Mm, oh well, I'm 'bout to cop a gun\n  Hope I got to use it, it'll help blow up the music\n  I know somethin' slightly off with me, drama is therapeutic\n  Ego hates feeling futile, sometimes I move without scruples\n  Like havin' Mrs. Perfect with me and still chasin' approval\n  From other women, I'm a glutton, I can't run from who I become\n  Dad's around the corner, haven't seen him in like three months\n  We don't speak much, I don't handle balance well, got a fragile shell\n  My money split the king and queen up, then the castle fell\n  The tension in the air is still crisp\n  Sometimes I wish this game was over like I'm Lil' Flip (Flip)\n  Sometimes I'm wishing that my brain came with a kill switch\n  I don't vacation, dawg, I guilt trip, real shit, yeah\n\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because you better not stay, you better not stay\n  Because it's hard to find your love, I found it out\n  Because this love is so non-desirable, oh\n"},{"id":5407826,"name":"Because (feat. 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