[{"id":37824526,"name":"Marvellous","trackName":"Marvellous","artistName":"Dave - Topic","albumName":"Dave - Topic","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"He feel marvellous\nHe robbed a man and he feel marvellous\nJosiah only 17, he got that dog in him\nI used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\nWe know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\nHe could've made it professional, had a trial\nWe told him, \"You got a chance\", my God\n\nWe said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\nHe's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\nHe's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\nDivide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\nFirst time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\nBut if he can't even keep it real with himself\nAm I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\nAsked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\nAnd he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he wanna gang\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different?\nI don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\nFuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\n(He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends\nHe wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different?\nI don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] He feel marvellous\n[00:01.89] He robbed a man and he feel marvellous\n[00:03.97] Josiah only 17, he got that dog in him\n[00:06.55] I used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\n[00:09.45] We know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\n[00:13.42] He could've made it professional, had a trial\n[00:15.96] We told him, \"You got a chance\", my God\n[00:20.50] We said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\n[00:23.38] He's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\n[00:26.16] He's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\n[00:28.89] Divide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\n[00:31.54] First time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\n[00:34.69] But if he can't even keep it real with himself\n[00:38.12] Am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\n[00:40.26] Asked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n[00:42.77] And he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n[00:45.51] He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n[00:48.06] And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n[00:50.85] And he don't wanna make friends, he wanna gang\n[00:53.53] And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n[00:56.78] How my young boy so different?\n[00:58.55] I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n[01:01.80] How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n[01:06.12] He feel incredible\n[01:08.05] He shot a man, he feel incredible\n[01:10.08] Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n[01:12.95] He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n[01:15.74] Said he's a criminal\n[01:16.83] Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n[01:20.08] A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n[01:22.66] He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n[01:25.35] Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n[01:27.88] 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n[01:31.23] Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n[01:34.01] He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n[01:36.71] And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n[01:39.55] And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n[01:42.46] We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n[01:45.13] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n[01:47.93] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n[01:50.63] Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n[01:53.42] Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n[01:56.17] It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n[01:58.93] I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n[02:01.84] In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n[02:04.34] Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n[02:07.09] Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n[02:09.75] And God knows\n[02:11.19] He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n[02:13.64] He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n[02:16.09] (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n[02:18.97] And he don't wanna make friends\n[02:20.58] He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n[02:21.78] And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n[02:25.10] How my young boy so different?\n[02:26.84] I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n[02:30.18] How my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\n Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends\n He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different?\n I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n"},{"id":30190434,"name":"Too Marvellous For Words","trackName":"Too Marvellous For Words","artistName":"Dave Brubeck Trio","albumName":"Dave Brubeck","duration":190.0,"instrumental":true,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":null,"syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Too Marvellous For Words\n artist: Dave Brubeck Trio\n album: Dave Brubeck\n duration_ms: 190000\n instrumental: true\nlines: []\n"},{"id":24454490,"name":"Marvellous","trackName":"Marvellous","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"He feel marvellous\nHe robbed a man and he feel marvellous\nJosiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\nI used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\nWe know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\nHe could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\nMy God\nWe said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\nHe's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\nHe's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\nDivide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\nFirst time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\nBut if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\nAsked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\nAnd he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\nFuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Marvellous\n artist: Dave\n album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n duration_ms: 181000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n He feel marvellous\n He robbed a man and he feel marvellous\n Josiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\n I used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\n We know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\n He could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\n My God\n We said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\n He's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\n He's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\n Divide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\n First time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\n But if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\n Asked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\n And he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n Fuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n"},{"id":35021557,"name":"Marvellous","trackName":"Marvellous","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"3:02","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"He feel marvellous\nHe robbed a man and he feel marvellous\nJosiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\nI used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\nWe know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\nHe could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\nMy God\nWe said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\nHe's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\nHe's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\nDivide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\nFirst time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\nBut if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\nAsked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\nAnd he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\nFuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Marvellous\n artist: Dave\n album: 3:02\n duration_ms: 181000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n He feel marvellous\n He robbed a man and he feel marvellous\n Josiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\n I used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\n We know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\n He could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\n My God\n We said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\n He's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\n He's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\n Divide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\n First time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\n But if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\n Asked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\n And he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n Fuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n"},{"id":34228286,"name":"Marvellous","trackName":"Marvellous","artistName":"Dave","albumName":"The Boy Who Played the Harp","duration":1144.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"He feel marvellous\nHe robbed a man and he feel marvellous\nJosiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\nI used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\nWe know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\nHe could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\nMy God\nWe said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\nHe's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\nHe's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\nDivide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\nFirst time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\nBut if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\nAsked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\nAnd he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\nFuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Marvellous\n artist: Dave\n album: The Boy Who Played the Harp\n duration_ms: 1144000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n He feel marvellous\n He robbed a man and he feel marvellous\n Josiah only seventeen, he got that dog in him\n I used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\n We know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\n He could've made it professional, had a trial, we told him, \"You got a chance\"\n My God\n We said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\n He's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\n He's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\n Divide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\n First time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\n But if he can't even keep it real with himself, am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\n Asked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\n And he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' twenty-two in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n Fuck about a salary, Josiah smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun (He don't want a good job, he want a—)\n And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends, he want a gang (He don't wanna make friends, he wanna—)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n"},{"id":34446678,"name":"Marvellous","trackName":"Marvellous","artistName":"Dave (403)","albumName":"The Boy Who Played The Harp","duration":181.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"He feel marvellous\nHe robbed a man and he feel marvellous\nJosiah only 17, he got that dog in him\nI used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\nWe know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\nHe could've made it professional, had a trial\nWe told him, \"You got a chance\", my God\n\nWe said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\nHe's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\nHe's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\nDivide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\nFirst time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\nBut if he can't even keep it real with himself\nAm I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\nAsked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n\nAnd he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\nAnd he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends, he wanna gang\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different?\nI don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\nFuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\n(He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends\nHe wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different?\nI don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\n Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends\n He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different?\n I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray\n\nHe feel incredible\nHe shot a man, he feel incredible\nJosiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\nHe wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\nSaid he's a criminal\nNow he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\nA Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\nHe's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\nBeen goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\nRobberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\nHe fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\nAnd he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\nAnd he look at us like we some people he could never be\nWe should have never made our youngers hold a 17\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\nAll I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\nFuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\nStarted recreationally, but now they do it medically\nIt's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\nI think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\nIn penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\nFacin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\nBefore he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\nAnd God knows\n\nHe don't want a good girl, he want a ho\nHe don't want a good job, he want a gun\n(He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\nAnd he don't wanna make friends\nHe wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\nAnd he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\nHow my young boy so different?\nI don't know, but I pray that God guide him\nHow my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray\n[01:06.12] He feel incredible\n[01:08.05] He shot a man, he feel incredible\n[01:10.08] Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n[01:12.95] He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n[01:15.74] Said he's a criminal\n[01:16.83] Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n[01:20.08] A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n[01:22.66] He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n[01:25.35] Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n[01:27.88] 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n[01:31.23] Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n[01:34.01] He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n[01:36.71] And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n[01:39.55] And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n[01:42.46] We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n[01:45.13] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n[01:47.93] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n[01:50.63] Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n[01:53.42] Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n[01:56.17] It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n[01:58.93] I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n[02:01.84] In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n[02:04.34] Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n[02:07.09] Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n[02:09.75] And God knows\n[02:11.19] He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n[02:13.64] He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n[02:16.09] (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n[02:18.97] And he don't wanna make friends\n[02:20.58] He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n[02:21.78] And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n[02:25.10] How my young boy so different?\n[02:26.84] I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n[02:30.18] How my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] He feel marvellous\n[00:01.89] He robbed a man and he feel marvellous\n[00:03.97] Josiah only 17, he got that dog in him\n[00:06.55] I used to see him at my church, it was his marj and him\n[00:09.45] We know this kid for kickin' ball and he was hard\n[00:13.42] He could've made it professional, had a trial\n[00:15.96] We told him, \"You got a chance\", my God\n[00:20.50] We said the streets ain't nothin' nice, he said, \"Let's see\"\n[00:23.38] He's tryna take a trip and put that to the test\n[00:26.16] He's tryna turn four-and-a-half into a nine\n[00:28.89] Divide that shit into decimals, make it stretch\n[00:31.54] First time I ever met him, I said he's blessed\n[00:34.69] But if he can't even keep it real with himself\n[00:38.12] Am I shocked if he's lyin' to me?\n[00:40.26] Asked my young boy what he's tryin' to be\n[00:42.77] And he don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n[00:45.51] He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n[00:48.06] And he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n[00:50.85] And he don't wanna make friends, he wanna gang\n[00:53.53] And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n[00:56.78] How my young boy so different?\n[00:58.55] I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n[01:01.80] How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n[01:06.12] He feel incredible\n[01:08.05] He shot a man, he feel incredible\n[01:10.08] Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n[01:12.95] He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n[01:15.74] Said he's a criminal\n[01:16.83] Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n[01:20.08] A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n[01:22.66] He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n[01:25.35] Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n[01:27.88] 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n[01:31.23] Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n[01:34.01] He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n[01:36.71] And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n[01:39.55] And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n[01:42.46] We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n[01:45.13] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n[01:47.93] All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n[01:50.63] Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n[01:53.42] Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n[01:56.17] It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n[01:58.93] I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n[02:01.84] In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n[02:04.34] Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n[02:07.09] Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n[02:09.75] And God knows\n[02:11.19] He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n[02:13.64] He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n[02:16.09] (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n[02:18.97] And he don't wanna make friends\n[02:20.58] He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n[02:21.78] And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n[02:25.10] How my young boy so different?\n[02:26.84] I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n[02:30.18] How my young boy so different? 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I don't know, but I pray\n\n He feel incredible\n He shot a man, he feel incredible\n Josiah trappin' 22 in two, it's terrible\n He wanna travel to the States, he's ineligible\n Said he's a criminal\n Now he's doin' numbers on his phone, got youngins of his own\n A Glock the mandem bought him, and a Russian of his own\n He's got some paigons that he beefs, evadin' the police\n Been goin' crazy from the day he got released\n\n 'Cause now he's into Cali weed, Grabba leaf, cocaine, Hennessy\n Robberies, bank fraud, OT, enemies\n He fuck with Aaliyah, fuck with Lisa, Stephanie\n And he got some cases we don't know if he can ever beat\n And he look at us like we some people he could never be\n We should have never made our youngers hold a 17\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better you\n All I ever wanted was for you to be a better me\n\n Fuck about a salary, just started smokin' celery\n Started recreationally, but now they do it medically\n It's weighin' on me, that shit weighin' on me heavily\n I think about it regularly, Josiah's in the jailhouse\n In penitentiary with charges that were meant for me\n Facin' ten potentially, but he was just protectin' me\n Before he think to step to me, just know my youngin next to me\n And God knows\n\n He don't want a good girl, he want a ho\n He don't want a good job, he want a gun\n (He don't want a good job, he want a-) and he don't wanna kick ball, he wanna bun\n And he don't wanna make friends\n He wanna gang (he don't wanna make friends, he wanna-)\n And he don't wanna stack bread, he wanna bang\n How my young boy so different?\n I don't know, but I pray that God guide him\n How my young boy so different? I don't know, but I pray\n"}]