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the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\nWell it's silly of me to think that I\nWould never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\nI sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\nAnticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\nHad a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\nBefore I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\nBut that rhyme is all on paper\nI want my song on vinyl plates\nI dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\nExpectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\nGettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\nTime was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\nAnd some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\nSeein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\nBut still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\nWith the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n\nA mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYou're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\nNow what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\nI'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\nHey fellas\nSee, money don't make shots repel\nI break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\nSo when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\nOr playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\nSeems all broke up and now you woke up 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toes\n[00:25.25] It be them hits bangin' outta them stereo kits\n[00:27.79] Whether cassette, radio, or CD bits\n[00:30.64] Mix tapes from the best going on and on\n[00:33.11] Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\n[00:35.69] Man, we don't play, even where we stay\n[00:38.16] Videos shows the visuals of jams today\n[00:40.33] Coinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\n[00:42.52] The brakes got you in your proper context\n[00:45.35] You let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\n[00:47.18] Bounce away all your tension en route to the club\n[00:50.35] Where girls need the quenchin'\n[00:51.48] Diamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\n[00:53.74] But -s out front makin' guns go pop\n[00:55.94] So the spot gets shut but on to the next\n[00:58.90] 'Cause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix 'cause\n[01:01.99] (These are the brakes) it be your listenin' pleasure while you're doin' your chores\n[01:07.06] (These are the brakes) no matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n[01:12.15] (These are the brakes) bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes, yes y'all\"\n[01:17.01] (These are the brakes) so let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n[01:22.03] Well it's silly of me to think that I\n[01:24.36] Would never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\n[01:27.05] I sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\n[01:29.45] Anticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\n[01:31.90] Had a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\n[01:34.66] Before I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\n[01:37.31] But that rhyme is all on paper, I want my song on vinyl plates\n[01:39.89] I dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my -s spines shake\n[01:42.26] Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\n[01:44.88] Gettin' diced on ones and two's by the best DJs, hey\n[01:47.58] Time was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\n[01:50.12] And some expected me to start Ballooning in the mind\n[01:52.73] Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n[01:55.27] But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n[01:57.66] With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n[02:00.45] 'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n[02:03.27] (These are the brakes)\n[02:11.01] (These are the brakes)\n[02:13.16] (These are the brakes)\n[02:18.79] (These are the brakes)\n[02:23.77] A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n[02:26.26] That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n[02:28.94] You're in the wrong part of town, so the shots make you run\n[02:31.64] That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n[02:34.10] Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n[02:37.08] That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n[02:38.94] Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V\n[02:41.89] That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n[02:44.34] Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n[02:47.18] I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n[02:49.81] Hey fellas, see, money don't make shots repel\n[02:52.06] I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n[02:54.65] So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n[02:57.07] Or playin' Indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n[02:59.52] Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n[03:01.85] Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n[03:04.94] We play the wall similar to tacks\n[03:07.42] Until the DJ plays the necessary track\n[03:09.94] In fact as the jam plays on outcomes all your bread\n[03:12.60] To pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\n[03:15.20] Don't be misled when the brakes inside your head\n[03:17.52] And have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\n[03:20.42] Until reality reveals a miss who wants to know\n[03:22.64] If you can play her real close out on the dance floor 'cause\n[03:25.99] (These are the brakes) for your listenin' pleasure while you're doin' your chores\n[03:30.78] (These are the brakes) no matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n[03:35.77] 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for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\n  Well it's silly of me to think that I\n  Would never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\n  I sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\n  Anticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\n  Had a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\n  Before I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\n  But that rhyme is all on paper\n  I want my song on vinyl plates\n  I dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\n  Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\n  Gettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\n  Time was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\n  And some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\n  Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n  But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n  With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n  'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n\n  A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  You're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\n  Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n  I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n  Hey fellas\n  See, money don't make shots repel\n  I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n  So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n  Or playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n  Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n  Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your 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brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\nWell it's silly of me to think that I\nWould never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\nI sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\nAnticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\nHad a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\nBefore I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\nBut that rhyme is all on paper\nI want my song on vinyl plates\nI dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\nExpectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\nGettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\nTime was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\nAnd some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\nSeein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\nBut still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\nWith the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n\nA mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYou're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\nNow what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\nI'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\nHey fellas\nSee, money don't make shots repel\nI break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\nSo when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\nOr playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\nSeems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\nSituation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\nWe play the wall similar to tacks\nUntil the DJ plays the necessary track\nIn fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\nTo pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\nDon't be misled when the brakes inside your head\nAnd have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\nUntil reality reveals a miss who wants to know\nIf you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Brakes\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Stakes Is High [Tommy Boy TBCD 1149]\n  duration_ms: 246907\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n\n  There's a lot of people out here who just don't know\n  What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes\n  It be them kids bangin' them hits out of the stereo kits\n  Whether cassette, radio, or CD bits\n  Mix tapes from the best going on and on\n  Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\n  Man, we don't play, even where we stay\n  Videos shows the visuals of jams today\n  Coinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\n  The brakes got you in your proper context\n  You let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\n  Bounce away all your tension en route to the club\n  Where girls need the quenchin'\n  Diamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\n  But niggas out front makin' guns go pop\n  So the spot gets shut but on to the next\n  Cause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\n  Well it's silly of me to think that I\n  Would never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\n  I sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\n  Anticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\n  Had a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\n  Before I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\n  But that rhyme is all on paper\n  I want my song on vinyl plates\n  I dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\n  Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\n  Gettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\n  Time was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\n  And some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\n  Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n  But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n  With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n  'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n\n  A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  You're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\n  Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n  I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n  Hey fellas\n  See, money don't make shots repel\n  I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n  So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n  Or playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n  Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n  Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\n  We play the wall similar to tacks\n  Until the DJ plays the necessary track\n  In fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\n  To pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\n  Don't be misled when the brakes inside your head\n  And have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\n  Until reality reveals a miss who wants to know\n  If you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n"},{"id":29152137,"name":"Brakes","trackName":"Brakes","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Stakes Is High (1996)","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Disco)\n(Disco)\n(Disco)\n(Disco)\n\nThere's a lot of people out here who just don't know\nWhat plays a factor in movin' heads and toes\nIt be them kids bangin' them hits out of the stereo kits\nWhether cassette, radio, or CD bits\nMix tapes from the best going on and on\nThroughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\nMan, we don't play, even where we stay\nVideos shows the visuals of jams today\nCoinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\nThe brakes got you in your proper context\nYou let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\nBounce away all your tension en route to the club\nWhere girls need the quenchin'\nDiamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\nBut niggas out front makin' guns go pop\nSo the spot gets shut but on to the next\nCause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\nWell it's silly of me to think that I\nWould never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\nI sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\nAnticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\nHad a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\nBefore I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\nBut that rhyme is all on paper\nI want my song on vinyl plates\nI dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\nExpectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\nGettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\nTime was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\nAnd some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\nSeein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\nBut still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\nWith the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n\nA mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYou're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\nNow what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\nI'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\nHey fellas\nSee, money don't make shots repel\nI break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\nSo when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\nOr playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\nSeems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\nSituation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\nWe play the wall similar to tacks\nUntil the DJ plays the necessary track\nIn fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\nTo pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\nDon't be misled when the brakes inside your head\nAnd have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\nUntil reality reveals a miss who wants to know\nIf you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Brakes\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Stakes Is High (1996)\n  duration_ms: 247000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n\n  There's a lot of people out here who just don't know\n  What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes\n  It be them kids bangin' them hits out of the stereo kits\n  Whether cassette, radio, or CD bits\n  Mix tapes from the best going on and on\n  Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\n  Man, we don't play, even where we stay\n  Videos shows the visuals of jams today\n  Coinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\n  The brakes got you in your proper context\n  You let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\n  Bounce away all your tension en route to the club\n  Where girls need the quenchin'\n  Diamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\n  But niggas out front makin' guns go pop\n  So the spot gets shut but on to the next\n  Cause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\n  Well it's silly of me to think that I\n  Would never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\n  I sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\n  Anticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\n  Had a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\n  Before I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\n  But that rhyme is all on paper\n  I want my song on vinyl plates\n  I dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\n  Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\n  Gettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\n  Time was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\n  And some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\n  Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n  But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n  With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n  'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n\n  A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  You're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\n  Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n  I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n  Hey fellas\n  See, money don't make shots repel\n  I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n  So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n  Or playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n  Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n  Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\n  We play the wall similar to tacks\n  Until the DJ plays the necessary track\n  In fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\n  To pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\n  Don't be misled when the brakes inside your head\n  And have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\n  Until reality reveals a miss who 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the visuals of jams today\nCoinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\nThe brakes got you in your proper context\nYou let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\nBounce away all your tension en route to the club\nWhere girls need the quenchin'\nDiamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\nBut niggas out front makin' guns go pop\nSo the spot gets shut but on to the next\nCause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\nWell it's silly of me to think that I\nWould never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\nI sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\nAnticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\nHad a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\nBefore I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\nBut that rhyme is all on paper\nI want my song on vinyl plates\nI dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\nExpectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\nGettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\nTime was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\nAnd some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\nSeein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\nBut still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\nWith the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n\nA mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYou're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\nNow what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\nI'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\nHey fellas\nSee, money don't make shots repel\nI break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\nSo when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\nOr playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\nSeems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\nSituation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\nWe play the wall similar to tacks\nUntil the DJ plays the necessary track\nIn fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\nTo pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\nDon't be misled when the brakes inside your head\nAnd have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\nUntil reality reveals a miss who wants to know\nIf you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Brakes\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Stakes Is High (2023 remastered edition)\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n  (Disco)\n\n  There's a lot of people out here who just don't know\n  What plays a factor in movin' heads and toes\n  It be them kids bangin' them hits out of the stereo kits\n  Whether cassette, radio, or CD bits\n  Mix tapes from the best going on and on\n  Throughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\n  Man, we don't play, even where we stay\n  Videos shows the visuals of jams today\n  Coinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\n  The brakes got you in your proper context\n  You let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\n  Bounce away all your tension en route to the club\n  Where girls need the quenchin'\n  Diamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\n  But niggas out front makin' guns go pop\n  So the spot gets shut but on to the next\n  Cause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\n  Well it's silly of me to think that I\n  Would never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\n  I sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\n  Anticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\n  Had a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\n  Before I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\n  But that rhyme is all on paper\n  I want my song on vinyl plates\n  I dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\n  Expectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\n  Gettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\n  Time was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\n  And some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\n  Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n  But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n  With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n  'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n\n  A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  You're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\n  Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n  I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n  Hey fellas\n  See, money don't make shots repel\n  I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n  So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n  Or playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n  Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n  Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\n  We play the wall similar to tacks\n  Until the DJ plays the necessary track\n  In fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\n  To pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\n  Don't be misled when the brakes inside your head\n  And have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\n  Until reality reveals a miss who wants to know\n  If you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n"},{"id":38798673,"name":"Brakes","trackName":"Brakes","artistName":"De la Soul","albumName":"Stakes Is High (48kHz/24bit)","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Disco)\n(Disco)\n(Disco)\n(Disco)\n\nThere's a lot of people out here who just don't know\nWhat plays a factor in movin' heads and toes\nIt be them kids bangin' them hits out of the stereo kits\nWhether cassette, radio, or CD bits\nMix tapes from the best going on and on\nThroughout the city grounds to suburban lawns\nMan, we don't play, even where we stay\nVideos shows the visuals of jams today\nCoinciding with the rhythm of the heart and neck\nThe brakes got you in your proper context\nYou let your Lex or your sixty-four suspension\nBounce away all your tension en route to the club\nWhere girls need the quenchin'\nDiamonds on your wrist, sunroof top\nBut niggas out front makin' guns go pop\nSo the spot gets shut but on to the next\nCause your ears get vexed when they don't get the fix cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n\nWell it's silly of me to think that I\nWould never get a chance to see a piece of this pie\nI sat dead in front of speakers thinkin' that could be me\nAnticipatin' open microphones so I could emcee\nHad a catalog of raps impressin' all the 'round-the-wayers\nBefore I went to bed included rhymes into my prayers\nBut that rhyme is all on paper\nI want my song on vinyl plates\nI dreamin' hits and doin' shows, makin' my niggas spines shake\nExpectin' nothin' but a little bit of radio play\nGettin' diced on 1 and 2's by the best DJs, hey\nTime was kinda tight, but still I dotted on the line\nAnd some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\nSeein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\nBut still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\nWith the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n(These are the brakes)\n\nA mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYou're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\nYour boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\nThat's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\nNow what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\nI'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\nHey fellas\nSee, money don't make shots repel\nI break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\nSo when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\nOr playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\nSeems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\nSituation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\nWe play the wall similar to tacks\nUntil the DJ plays the necessary track\nIn fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\nTo pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\nDon't be misled when the brakes inside your head\nAnd have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\nUntil reality reveals a miss who wants to know\nIf you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n(These are the brakes)\nIt be your listenin' pleasure\nWhile you're doin' your chores\n(These are the brakes)\nNo matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n(These are the brakes)\nBringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n(These are the brakes)\nSo let it be your anthem when 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tight, but still I dotted on the line\n  And some expected me to start Buhlooning in the mind\n  Seein' spaces and places that I couldn't pronounce\n  But still I had the pulleys to make all the bullies bounce\n  With the blessings of the great we took it from state to state\n  'Cause we landed on the good foot and got our biggest brake 'cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n  (These are the brakes)\n\n  A mother gets mugged by her crackhead son\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  You're in the wrong part of town so the shots make you run\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your best comrades put six tabs in your Ol E\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n  Your boyfriend made you a carrier of H.I.V.\n  That's the brakes, that's the brakes\n\n  Now what's gonna happen when the sun don't shine\n  I'm buyin' tickets aboard the caravan of love\n  Hey fellas\n  See, money don't make shots repel\n  I break woes and compose some rhymes to tell\n  So when the party's live it shouldn't be beef\n  Or playin' indian roles I guess you thought you was chief\n  Seems all broke up and now you woke up surprised\n  Situation's gettin' sticky dead in front of your eyes\n\n  We play the wall similar to tacks\n  Until the DJ plays the necessary track\n  In fact as the jam plays on out comes all your bread\n  To pay for drinks for them girls you want to spread\n  Don't be misled when the brakes inside your head\n  And have you reminiscing on them kids who got you fed\n  Until reality reveals a miss who wants to know\n  If you can play her real close out on the dance floor cause\n\n  (These are the brakes)\n  It be your listenin' pleasure\n  While you're doin' your chores\n  (These are the brakes)\n  No matter where you from, it's for you and yours\n  (These are the brakes)\n  Bringing it back to the brakes like the \"yes yes y'all\"\n  (These are the brakes)\n  So let it be your anthem when you're havin' a ball\n"}]