[{"id":34988266,"name":"Breakadawn","trackName":"Breakadawn","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah one two ah one two\nAh one two ah one two\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n\nVerse one: posdonus\n\nI was born in the boogie down catscan\nWhere my building fell down on the rats and\nPeople sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\nWhile i settle off the shores of the long isle\nMy father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\nI am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\nI want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\nGroove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\nSalutations to the nation of the nubians\nWe bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\nI got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\nI gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\nTallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\nFor the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\nSo get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\nThat means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse two: dove, posdonus\n\nAiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\nWave the eighteen mill', eat a still\nSack or bag of troubles, make the single double\nLoop the coin and join the minimum wage\nI had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\nLay it low and late night i get sessed\nUncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\nWagin my days, to the one bet\nCause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\nOut of line, i breeze into the early mornin\nFreak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\nCause the days of the breaks, be just about over\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\nReasons for the cheer all temperature here\nI keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\nI be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\nI got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\nLatchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nPass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\nI tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nI'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\nSo like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse three: dove, posdonus\n\nWe in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\nCause in the mix, man, it's alright\nMomma got the rhythm to my daylife\nMy pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\nTo the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\nAnd how i relate, the same side of my gates\nPaper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\nAnd the weather feels fine\nYou opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\nBut how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\nI seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\nGathered the new, from the zoas around\nGrew up with mikey rodes and played the codes\nSometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz\nA simple, \"how ya do?\" ah check it from my friends and my crew\nMakes it definitely special\n\nNow there's no +shiny happy people+ in the crew we play the rough\nI got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low\nYou know the neverending factor while i'm over, tell a squid\nI know an enterprising brother, so report to the bridge\nI bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right\n(Cause a squid is just a punk) yo he deserved to lose the fight\nI might meander 'cross your dream, travellin up the stream\nPlug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight\nWe see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\nLet's round em up and get em back to the hotel\nMotel, holiday, inn-fact!\nI'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul\nIs sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\nThan the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.75] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:07.79] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:09.53] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[00:12.77] Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n[00:31.36] Verse one: posdonus\n[00:39.25] I was born in the boogie down catscan\n[00:41.93] Where my building fell down on the rats and\n[00:44.45] People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\n[00:47.04] While i settle off the shores of the long isle\n[00:49.40] My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\n[00:51.86] I am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\n[00:54.57] I want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\n[00:56.81] Groove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\n[00:59.78] Salutations to the nation of the nubians\n[01:02.15] We bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\n[01:04.41] I got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\n[01:07.03] I gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\n[01:09.41] Tallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\n[01:12.07] For the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\n[01:14.49] So get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\n[01:16.99] That means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n[01:19.59] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[01:22.92] Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n[01:37.23] Verse two: dove, posdonus\n[01:39.48] Aiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n[01:42.45] Wave the eighteen mill', eat a still\n[01:44.94] Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double\n[01:47.20] Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n[01:49.69] I had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\n[01:52.02] Lay it low and late night i get sessed\n[01:54.18] Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\n[01:57.25] Wagin my days, to the one bet\n[01:59.52] Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\n[02:02.31] Out of line, i breeze into the early mornin\n[02:04.82] Freak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\n[02:07.49] Cause the days of the breaks, be just about over\n[02:09.77] The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\n[02:12.45] I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\n[02:14.44] Reasons for the cheer all temperature here\n[02:16.72] I keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n[02:19.25] I be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\n[02:21.50] I got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n[02:23.78] Can't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\n[02:26.26] Latchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n[02:28.88] Pass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\n[02:31.34] I tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n[02:33.88] I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\n[02:35.43] Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\n[02:38.05] So like the autographs you sign until the\n[02:39.66] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[02:43.01] Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n[02:44.75] Verse three: dove, posdonus\n[03:00.25] We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\n[03:03.13] Cause in the mix, man, it's alright\n[03:05.18] Momma got the rhythm to my daylife\n[03:07.04] My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\n[03:10.09] To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\n[03:11.72] And how i relate, the same side of my gates\n[03:14.34] Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n[03:17.68] And the weather feels fine\n[03:19.55] You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\n[03:21.83] But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\n[03:24.23] I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n[03:27.08] Gathered the new, from the zoas around\n[03:29.05] Grew up with mikey rodes and played the codes\n[03:31.75] Sometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz\n[03:34.47] A simple, \"how ya do?\" ah check it from my friends and my crew\n[03:37.22] Makes it definitely special\n[03:39.91] Now there's no +shiny happy people+ in the crew we play the rough\n[03:42.11] I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low\n[03:44.94] You know the neverending factor while i'm over, tell a squid\n[03:47.46] I know an enterprising brother, so report to the bridge\n[03:49.72] I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right\n[03:52.62] (Cause a squid is just a punk) yo he deserved to lose the fight\n[03:54.83] I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin up the stream\n[03:57.21] Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight\n[03:59.47] We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n[04:02.22] Let's round em up and get em back to the hotel\n[04:04.93] Motel, holiday, inn-fact!\n[04:07.33] I'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul\n[04:09.88] Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\n[04:12.35] Than the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n[04:14.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 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fell down on the rats and\n  People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\n  While i settle off the shores of the long isle\n  My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\n  I am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\n  I want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\n  Groove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\n  Salutations to the nation of the nubians\n  We bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\n  I got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\n  I gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\n  Tallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\n  For the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\n  So get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\n  That means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n  \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n  Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\n  Verse two: dove, posdonus\n\n  Aiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n  Wave the eighteen mill', eat a still\n  Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double\n  Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n  I had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\n  Lay it low and late night i get sessed\n  Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\n  Wagin my days, to the one bet\n  Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\n  Out of line, i breeze into the early mornin\n  Freak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\n  Cause the days of the breaks, be just about over\n  The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\n  I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\n  Reasons for the cheer all temperature here\n  I keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\n  I be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\n  I got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  Can't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\n  Latchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  Pass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\n  I tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\n  Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\n  So like the autographs you sign until the\n\n  \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n  Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\n  Verse three: dove, posdonus\n\n  We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\n  Cause in the mix, man, it's alright\n  Momma got the rhythm to my daylife\n  My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\n  To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\n  And how i relate, the same side of my gates\n  Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n  And the weather feels fine\n  You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\n  But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\n  I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  Gathered the new, from the zoas around\n  Grew up with mikey rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz\n  A simple, 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everyday sunset\nWagin' my days to the one bet\n\n'Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine (na-na, na na na na-na)\nOut of line, I breeze into the early mornin' (na-na, na na na-na)\nFreak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder (na-na, na na na na-na)\n'Cause the days of the breaks be just about over (na-na, na na na-na)\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks (na-na, na na na na-na)\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere (na-na, na na na-na)\nReasons for the Cheer All Temperature here (na-na, na na na na-na)\nI keep it to the rear, and then I'm exploding (na-na, na na na-na)\n\nI be the fab, I be the fabulous but see, unlike the Chi\nI got the flea up in the name (ah one two, ah one two)\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others\nLatchin' on to when I caught the fame (ah one two, ah one two)\nPass the task to ask me 'bout the Native Tongue again, my friend\nI tell you, Jungle Brothers On the Run (ah one two, ah one two)\nI've shaken hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def (ah one two, ah one two)\nLike the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\nWe in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n'Cause in the midst, man, it's alright (ah one two, ah one two)\nMomma got the book to my day-life\nMy pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\nTo the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\nAnd how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreak days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\nAnd the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n\nYou opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\nBut how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\nI seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\nGathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\nGrew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\nSometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\nA simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\nMakes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\nNow there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\nI got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\nYou know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\nI know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\nI bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\nI might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\nPlug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\nWe see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\nLet's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\nMotel, holiday, inn-fact\nI'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\nIs sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n(Ah one two, ah one two)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.73] Ah one two, ah one two\n[00:07.81] Ah one two, ah one two\n[00:09.51] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:14.65] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:19.66] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:24.73] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:29.52] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:34.54] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:39.71] (Break of-) I was born in the Boogie Down cat scan\n[00:42.38] Where my building fell down on the rats and (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:44.72] People sold the super on a trip to the penile (penile)\n[00:47.43] While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:49.84] My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear when I transmit\n[00:52.18] I am the man-ner of the family 'cause the pants fit (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:54.85] I want to let forensics prove that I can mends groove\n[00:57.59] With the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:59.94] Salutations to the nation of the Nubians\n[01:02.29] We 'bout to place you in that three feet of stew again (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:04.97] I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm\n[01:07.28] I gotta \"hey love\" all the honies, cost me short term (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:09.78] Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n[01:12.30] For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:14.93] So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a note\n[01:17.38] That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signed until the break (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:19.76] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:24.67] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:29.61] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:34.74] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:39.83] (Break of-) Ayo, groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n[01:42.77] Wave the 18 mill', even still\n[01:45.12] Sack a bag of troubles, make a single double\n[01:47.56] Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n[01:49.99] I had a plan if I was the man, I'd pro the jects\n[01:52.44] Lay it low and leg mad cassettes\n[01:54.40] I unconditioned my ways of the everyday sunset\n[01:57.76] Wagin' my days to the one bet\n[01:59.86] 'Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[02:02.82] Out of line, I breeze into the early mornin' (na-na, na na na-na)\n[02:05.28] Freak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[02:07.37] 'Cause the days of the breaks be just about over (na-na, na na na-na)\n[02:10.29] The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[02:12.42] I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere (na-na, na na na-na)\n[02:14.70] Reasons for the Cheer All Temperature here (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[02:16.83] I keep it to the rear, and then I'm exploding (na-na, na na na-na)\n[02:19.80] I be the fab, I be the fabulous but see, unlike the Chi\n[02:21.96] I got the flea up in the name (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:23.82] Can't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others\n[02:26.53] Latchin' on to when I caught the fame (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:28.95] Pass the task to ask me 'bout the Native Tongue again, my friend\n[02:31.41] I tell you, Jungle Brothers On the Run (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:33.82] I've shaken hands with many devils in the industry\n[02:35.84] Believe the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:38.30] Like the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n[02:39.75] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:44.73] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:49.67] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[02:54.72] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:00.04] We in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n[03:03.02] 'Cause in the midst, man, it's alright (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:05.33] Momma got the book to my day-life\n[03:07.71] My pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:10.14] To the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\n[03:12.28] And how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:14.90] Break days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n[03:18.08] And the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:19.98] You opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\n[03:22.35] But how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:24.55] I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n[03:27.40] Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:29.54] Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n[03:32.12] Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:34.89] A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n[03:37.55] Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:39.93] Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:42.63] I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:45.05] You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:47.58] I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:50.24] I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:52.68] ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n[03:55.15] I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:57.85] Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:59.70] We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n[04:02.69] Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n[04:05.06] Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n[04:08.05] I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n[04:09.91] Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n[04:13.34] (Ah one two, ah one two)\n[04:14.67] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Breakadawn (instrumental)\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn\n  duration_ms: 255000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ah one two, ah one two\n  start_ms: 2730\n  end_ms: 7810\n- text: Ah one two, ah one two\n  start_ms: 7810\n  end_ms: 9510\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 9510\n  end_ms: 14650\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 14650\n  end_ms: 19660\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 19660\n  end_ms: 24730\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  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ah one two)\n\n  (Break of-) I was born in the Boogie Down cat scan\n  Where my building fell down on the rats and (ah one two, ah one two)\n  People sold the super on a trip to the penile (penile)\n  While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle (ah one two, ah one two)\n  My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear when I transmit\n  I am the man-ner of the family 'cause the pants fit (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I want to let forensics prove that I can mends groove\n  With the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Salutations to the nation of the Nubians\n  We 'bout to place you in that three feet of stew again (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm\n  I gotta \"hey love\" all the honies, cost me short term (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n  For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n  So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a 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Like the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n  start_ms: 158300\n  end_ms: 159750\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 159750\n  end_ms: 164730\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 164730\n  end_ms: 169670\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 169670\n  end_ms: 174720\n- text: Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 174720\n  end_ms: 180040\n- text: We in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n  start_ms: 180040\n  end_ms: 183020\n- text: '''Cause in the midst, man, it''s alright (ah one two, ah one two)'\n  start_ms: 183020\n  end_ms: 185330\n- text: Momma got the book to my day-life\n  start_ms: 185330\n  end_ms: 187710\n- text: My pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 187710\n  end_ms: 190140\n- text: To the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\n  start_ms: 190140\n  end_ms: 192280\n- text: And how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 192280\n  end_ms: 194900\n- text: Break days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n  start_ms: 194900\n  end_ms: 198080\n- text: And the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 198080\n  end_ms: 199980\n- text: You opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\n  start_ms: 199980\n  end_ms: 202350\n- text: But how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 202350\n  end_ms: 204550\n- text: I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  start_ms: 204550\n  end_ms: 207400\n- text: Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 207400\n  end_ms: 209540\n- text: Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  start_ms: 209540\n  end_ms: 212120\n- text: Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 212120\n  end_ms: 214890\n- text: A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my 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235150\n  end_ms: 237850\n- text: Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n  start_ms: 237850\n  end_ms: 239700\n- text: We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  start_ms: 239700\n  end_ms: 242690\n- text: Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n  start_ms: 242690\n  end_ms: 245060\n- text: Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n  start_ms: 245060\n  end_ms: 248050\n- text: I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n  start_ms: 248050\n  end_ms: 249910\n- text: Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n  start_ms: 249910\n  end_ms: 253340\n- text: (Ah one two, ah one two)\n  start_ms: 253340\n  end_ms: 254670\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 254670\nplain: |-\n  Ah one two, ah one two\n  Ah one two, ah one two\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  (Break of-) I was born in the Boogie Down cat scan\n  Where my building fell down on the rats and (ah one two, ah one two)\n  People sold the super on a trip to the penile (penile)\n  While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle (ah one two, ah one two)\n  My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear when I transmit\n  I am the man-ner of the family 'cause the pants fit (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I want to let forensics prove that I can mends groove\n  With the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Salutations to the nation of the Nubians\n  We 'bout to place you in that three feet of stew again (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm\n  I gotta \"hey love\" all the honies, cost me short term (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n  For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n  So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a note\n  That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signed until the break (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  (Break of-) Ayo, groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n  Wave the 18 mill', even still\n  Sack a bag of troubles, make a single double\n  Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n  I had a plan if I was the man, I'd pro the jects\n  Lay it low and leg mad cassettes\n  I unconditioned my ways of the everyday sunset\n  Wagin' my days to the one bet\n\n  'Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Out of line, I breeze into the early mornin' (na-na, na na na-na)\n  Freak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  'Cause the days of the breaks be just about over (na-na, na na na-na)\n  The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere (na-na, na na na-na)\n  Reasons for the Cheer All Temperature here (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I keep it to the rear, and then I'm exploding (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  I be the fab, I be the fabulous but see, unlike the Chi\n  I got the flea up in the name (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Can't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others\n  Latchin' on to when I caught the fame (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Pass the task to ask me 'bout the Native Tongue again, my friend\n  I tell you, Jungle Brothers On the Run (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I've shaken hands with many devils in the industry\n  Believe the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Like the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  We in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n  'Cause in the midst, man, it's alright (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Momma got the book to my day-life\n  My pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\n  To the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\n  And how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Break days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n  And the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  You opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\n  But how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n  Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n  I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n  Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n  (Ah one two, ah one two)\n"},{"id":35923136,"name":"Breakadawn","trackName":"Breakadawn","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah one two ah one two\nAh one two ah one two\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n\nVerse one: posdonus\n\nI was born in the boogie down catscan\nWhere my building fell down on the rats and\nPeople sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\nWhile i settle off the shores of the long isle\nMy father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\nI am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\nI want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\nGroove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\nSalutations to the nation of the nubians\nWe bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\nI got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\nI gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\nTallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\nFor the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\nSo get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\nThat means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse two: dove, posdonus\n\nAiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\nWave the eighteen mill', eat a still\nSack or bag of troubles, make the single double\nLoop the coin and join the minimum wage\nI had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\nLay it low and late night i get sessed\nUncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\nWagin my days, to the one bet\nCause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\nOut of line, i breeze into the early mornin\nFreak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\nCause the days of the breaks, be just about over\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\nReasons for the cheer all temperature here\nI keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\nI be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\nI got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\nLatchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nPass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\nI tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nI'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\nSo like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse three: dove, posdonus\n\nWe in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\nCause in the mix, man, it's alright\nMomma got the rhythm to my daylife\nMy pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\nTo the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\nAnd how i relate, the same side of my gates\nPaper days, mess up my 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that i'm def\n[02:38.05] So like the autographs you sign until the\n[02:39.66] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[02:43.01] Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n[02:44.75] Verse three: dove, posdonus\n[03:00.25] We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\n[03:03.13] Cause in the mix, man, it's alright\n[03:05.18] Momma got the rhythm to my daylife\n[03:07.04] My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\n[03:10.09] To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\n[03:11.72] And how i relate, the same side of my gates\n[03:14.34] Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n[03:17.68] And the weather feels fine\n[03:19.55] You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\n[03:21.83] But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\n[03:24.23] I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n[03:27.08] Gathered the new, from the zoas around\n[03:29.05] Grew up with mikey rodes and played the codes\n[03:31.75] Sometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz\n[03:34.47] A 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my cousin from the peter piper like the others\n  start_ms: 143780\n  end_ms: 146260\n- text: Latchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  start_ms: 146260\n  end_ms: 148880\n- text: Pass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\n  start_ms: 148880\n  end_ms: 151340\n- text: I tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  start_ms: 151340\n  end_ms: 153880\n- text: I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\n  start_ms: 153880\n  end_ms: 155430\n- text: Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\n  start_ms: 155430\n  end_ms: 158050\n- text: So like the autographs you sign until the\n  start_ms: 158050\n  end_ms: 159660\n- text: '\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"'\n  start_ms: 159660\n  end_ms: 163010\n- text: Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n  start_ms: 163010\n  end_ms: 164750\n- text: 'Verse three: dove, posdonus'\n  start_ms: 164750\n  end_ms: 180250\n- text: We in the mornin at the end, but in the 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around\n  start_ms: 207080\n  end_ms: 209050\n- text: Grew up with mikey rodes and played the codes\n  start_ms: 209050\n  end_ms: 211750\n- text: Sometimes i don't budge, without my cous' fuzz/fuzz\n  start_ms: 211750\n  end_ms: 214470\n- text: A simple, \"how ya do?\" ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  start_ms: 214470\n  end_ms: 217220\n- text: Makes it definitely special\n  start_ms: 217220\n  end_ms: 219910\n- text: Now there's no +shiny happy people+ in the crew we play the rough\n  start_ms: 219910\n  end_ms: 222110\n- text: I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low\n  start_ms: 222110\n  end_ms: 224940\n- text: You know the neverending factor while i'm over, tell a squid\n  start_ms: 224940\n  end_ms: 227460\n- text: I know an enterprising brother, so report to the bridge\n  start_ms: 227460\n  end_ms: 229720\n- text: I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right\n  start_ms: 229720\n  end_ms: 232620\n- text: (Cause a squid is just a punk) yo he deserved to lose the fight\n  start_ms: 232620\n  end_ms: 234830\n- text: I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin up the stream\n  start_ms: 234830\n  end_ms: 237210\n- text: Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight\n  start_ms: 237210\n  end_ms: 239470\n- text: We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  start_ms: 239470\n  end_ms: 242220\n- text: Let's round em up and get em back to the hotel\n  start_ms: 242220\n  end_ms: 244930\n- text: Motel, holiday, inn-fact!\n  start_ms: 244930\n  end_ms: 247330\n- text: I'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul\n  start_ms: 247330\n  end_ms: 249880\n- text: Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\n  start_ms: 249880\n  end_ms: 252350\n- text: Than the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  start_ms: 252350\n  end_ms: 254590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 254590\nplain: |-\n  Ah one two ah one two\n  Ah one two ah one two\n\n  \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n  Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n\n  Verse 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Pass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\n  I tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n  I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\n  Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\n  So like the autographs you sign until the\n\n  \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n  Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\n  Verse three: dove, posdonus\n\n  We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\n  Cause in the mix, man, it's alright\n  Momma got the rhythm to my daylife\n  My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\n  To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\n  And how i relate, the same side of my gates\n  Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n  And the weather feels fine\n  You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\n  But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\n  I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  Gathered the new, from the zoas around\n  Grew up with mikey rodes and played 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People sold the super on a trip to the penile (penile)\n  While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle (ah one two, ah one two)\n  My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear when I transmit\n  I am the man-ner of the family 'cause the pants fit (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I want to let forensics prove that I can mends groove\n  With the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Salutations to the nation of the Nubians\n  We 'bout to place you in that 3 Feet of stew again (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I got the frequency to shatter Mrs. Jones' perm\n  I gotta \"hey love\" all the honies, cost me short term (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n  For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n  So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a note\n  That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signed until the break (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one 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devils in the industry\nBelieve the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def (ah one two, ah one two)\nLike the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\nWe in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n'Cause in the midst, man, it's alright (ah one two, ah one two)\nMomma got the book to my day-life\nMy pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\nTo the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\nAnd how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\nBreak days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\nAnd the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n\nYou opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\nBut how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\nI seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\nGathered the 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and get 'em back to the hotel\nMotel, holiday, inn-fact\nI'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\nIs sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n(Ah one two, ah one two)","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.73]Ah one two, ah one two\n[00:07.81]Ah one two, ah one two\n[00:09.51]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:14.65]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:19.66]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:24.73]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:29.52]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:34.54]Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:39.71](Break of-) I was born in the Boogie Down cat scan\n[00:42.38]Where my building fell down on the rats and (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:44.72]People sold the super on a trip to the penile (penile)\n[00:47.43]While I settle off the shores of the Long Isle (ah one two, ah one two)\n[00:49.84]My file is clean, I mean my mind is clear 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Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:34.89]A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n[03:37.55]Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n[03:39.93]Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:42.63]I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:45.05]You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:47.58]I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:50.24]I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:52.68]('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n[03:55.15]I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n[03:57.85]Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n[03:59.70]We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n[04:02.69]Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the 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definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n  Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n  I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n  Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n  (Ah one two, ah one 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jacket\nFor the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\nSo get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\nThat means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse two: dove, posdonus\n\nAiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\nWave the eighteen mill', eat a still\nSack or bag of troubles, make the single double\nLoop the coin and join the minimum wage\nI had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\nLay it low and late night i get sessed\nUncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\nWagin my days, to the one bet\nCause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\nOut of line, i breeze into the early mornin\nFreak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\nCause the days of the breaks, be just about over\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\nReasons for the cheer all temperature here\nI keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\nI be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\nI got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\nLatchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nPass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\nI tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nI'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\nSo like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse three: dove, posdonus\n\nWe in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\nCause in the mix, man, it's alright\nMomma got the rhythm to my daylife\nMy pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\nTo the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\nAnd how i relate, the same side of my gates\nPaper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\nAnd the weather feels 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Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n  Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n  I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n  Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n  (Ah one two, ah one two)\n"},{"id":20611622,"name":"Breakadawn","trackName":"Breakadawn","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Best Of De La Soul [Disc 1]","duration":255.686531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah one two ah one two\nAh one two ah one two\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n\nVerse one: posdonus\n\nI was born in the boogie down catscan\nWhere my building fell down on the rats and\nPeople sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\nWhile i settle off the shores of the long isle\nMy father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\nI am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\nI want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\nGroove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\nSalutations to the nation of the nubians\nWe bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\nI got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\nI gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\nTallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\nFor the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\nSo get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\nThat means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse two: dove, posdonus\n\nAiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\nWave the eighteen mill', eat a still\nSack or bag of troubles, make the single double\nLoop the coin and join the minimum wage\nI had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\nLay it low and late night i get sessed\nUncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\nWagin my days, to the one bet\nCause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\nOut of line, i breeze into the early mornin\nFreak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\nCause the days of the breaks, be just about over\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\nReasons for the cheer all temperature here\nI keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\nI be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\nI got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\nLatchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nPass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\nI tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nI'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\nSo like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse three: dove, posdonus\n\nWe in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\nCause in the mix, man, it's alright\nMomma got the rhythm to my daylife\nMy pops gots enough so best to leave or sail 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lonely tonight\nWe see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\nLet's round em up and get em back to the hotel\nMotel, holiday, inn-fact!\nI'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul\nIs sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\nThan the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.75] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:07.79] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:09.53] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[00:12.77] Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n[00:31.36] Verse one: posdonus\n[00:39.25] I was born in the boogie down catscan\n[00:41.93] Where my building fell down on the rats and\n[00:44.45] People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\n[00:47.04] While i settle off the shores of the long isle\n[00:49.40] My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\n[00:51.86] I am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\n[00:54.57] I want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\n[00:56.81] Groove wit the thread from needle outta hay, 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two\"\n[02:33.88] I'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\n[02:35.43] Believe the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\n[02:38.05] So like the autographs you sign until the\n[02:39.66] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[02:43.01] Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n[02:44.75] Verse three: dove, posdonus\n[03:00.25] We in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\n[03:03.13] Cause in the mix, man, it's alright\n[03:05.18] Momma got the rhythm to my daylife\n[03:07.04] My pops gots enough so best to leave or sail the waves\n[03:10.09] To the long i laid the anchor in the 'ville\n[03:11.72] And how i relate, the same side of my gates\n[03:14.34] Paper days, mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n[03:17.68] And the weather feels fine\n[03:19.55] You opened my eyes man, thought i had a man\n[03:21.83] But how could i eyescan, i wasn't around\n[03:24.23] I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n[03:27.08] Gathered the new, from the zoas around\n[03:29.05] 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love\" all the honies, cost me short term (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n  For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n  So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a note\n  That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signed until the break (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  (Break of-) Ayo, groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n  Wave the 18 mill', even still\n  Sack a bag of troubles, make a single double\n  Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n  I had a plan if I was the man, I'd pro the jects\n  Lay it low and leg mad cassettes\n  I unconditioned my ways of the everyday sunset\n  Wagin' my days to the one bet\n\n  'Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Out of line, I breeze into the early mornin' (na-na, na na na-na)\n  Freak the WIC call and get a tap on my shoulder (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  'Cause the days of the breaks be just about over (na-na, na na na-na)\n  The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere (na-na, na na na-na)\n  Reasons for the Cheer All Temperature here (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I keep it to the rear, and then I'm exploding (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  I be the fab, I be the fabulous but see, unlike the Chi\n  I got the flea up in the name (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Can't no one bend my cousin from the Peter Piper like the others\n  Latchin' on to when I caught the fame (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Pass the task to ask me 'bout the Native Tongue again, my friend\n  I tell you, Jungle Brothers On the Run (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I've shaken hands with many devils in the industry\n  Believe the Genesis like Phil with stills mean that I'm def (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Like the autographs, I'm signed until the break\n\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  We in the mornin', after, and, but in the end I be the is\n  'Cause in the midst, man, it's alright (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Momma got the book to my day-life\n  My pops got the belt, so best believe we sail the wave (ah one two, ah one two)\n  To the Long I laid the anchor in the 'Ville\n  And how I relate, I stay inside of my gates (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Break days mess up my mind, ground zero degrees\n  And the weather feels fine (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  You opened my eyes man, thought I had a man\n  But how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  We see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\n  Let's round 'em up and get 'em back to the hotel\n  Motel, holiday, inn-fact\n  I'm gonna let you know, once again, that De La Soul\n  Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder than the normal rappin' bull\n  (Ah one two, ah one two)\n"},{"id":25194888,"name":"Breakadawn","trackName":"Breakadawn","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"The Best of De La Soul [Disc 1]","duration":255.626667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah one two ah one two\nAh one two ah one two\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n\nVerse one: posdonus\n\nI was born in the boogie down catscan\nWhere my building fell down on the rats and\nPeople sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\nWhile i settle off the shores of the long isle\nMy father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\nI am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\nI want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\nGroove wit the thread from needle outta hay, wanna say\nSalutations to the nation of the nubians\nWe bout to place you in that +3 feet+ of stew again\nI got the frequency to shatter mrs. jones' perm\nI gotta +hey love+ all the honies cause they're short term\nTallyin the score i'm for the shottie in the jacket\nFor the brother he's a nigga when he packs it\nSo get your butt out the sling, i stung muhammad float a note\nThat means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse two: dove, posdonus\n\nAiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\nWave the eighteen mill', eat a still\nSack or bag of troubles, make the single double\nLoop the coin and join the minimum wage\nI had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\nLay it low and late night i get sessed\nUncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\nWagin my days, to the one bet\nCause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\nOut of line, i breeze into the early mornin\nFreak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\nCause the days of the breaks, be just about over\nThe arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\nI got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\nReasons for the cheer all temperature here\nI keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\nI be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\nI got the flea up in the name \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nCan't no one bend my cousin from the peter piper like the others\nLatchin on to when i caught the fame \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nPass the task to ask me bout the native tongue again my friend\nI tell you jungle brothers +on the run+ \"ah one two, ah one two\"\nI'm shakin hands with many devils in the industry\nBelieve the genesis life fill with stills mean that i'm def\nSo like the autographs you sign until the\n\n\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\nAh one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\nVerse three: dove, posdonus\n\nWe in the mornin at the end, but in the end i be the is\nCause in the mix, man, it's alright\nMomma got the rhythm to my daylife\nMy pops gots 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stream\nPlug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight\nWe see the girls scream as if we're shocked by the live shell\nLet's round em up and get em back to the hotel\nMotel, holiday, inn-fact!\nI'm gonna let you know, once again, that de la soul\nIs sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\nThan the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.75] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:07.79] Ah one two ah one two\n[00:09.53] \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n[00:12.77] Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n[00:31.36] Verse one: posdonus\n[00:39.25] I was born in the boogie down catscan\n[00:41.93] Where my building fell down on the rats and\n[00:44.45] People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\n[00:47.04] While i settle off the shores of the long isle\n[00:49.40] My father's clean not mean my mind is clear when i transmit\n[00:51.86] I am the man ner of the family cuz the pants fit\n[00:54.57] I want to let forensics prove, that i can mends\n[00:56.81] Groove wit 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you know, once again, that de la soul\n[04:09.88] Is sure to show you we will hit the charter harder\n[04:12.35] Than the normal rappin fool \"ah one two, ah one two\"\n[04:14.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Breakadawn\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: The Best of De La Soul [Disc 1]\n  duration_ms: 255627\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ah one two ah one two\n  start_ms: 2750\n  end_ms: 7790\n- text: Ah one two ah one two\n  start_ms: 7790\n  end_ms: 9530\n- text: '\"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"'\n  start_ms: 9530\n  end_ms: 12770\n- text: Ah one two ah one two (repeat 6x)\n  start_ms: 12770\n  end_ms: 31360\n- text: 'Verse one: posdonus'\n  start_ms: 31360\n  end_ms: 39250\n- text: I was born in the boogie down catscan\n  start_ms: 39250\n  end_ms: 41930\n- text: Where my building fell down on the rats and\n  start_ms: 41930\n  end_ms: 44450\n- text: People sorta super wanna trip to the penile (penile)\n  start_ms: 44450\n  end_ms: 47040\n- text: While i 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That means i'm def, so like the autographs you sign until the\n\n  \"Breakadawn. breakadawn.\"\n  Ah one two, ah one two (repeat 4x)\n\n  Verse two: dove, posdonus\n\n  Aiyyo groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n  Wave the eighteen mill', eat a still\n  Sack or bag of troubles, make the single double\n  Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n  I had a plan if i was the man, i'd throw the j\n  Lay it low and late night i get sessed\n  Uncondition my ways, of the everyday sunset\n  Wagin my days, to the one bet\n  Cause your breaks'll have the carrot of cakes, whether mine\n  Out of line, i breeze into the early mornin\n  Freak the wic call and get a tap on my shoulder\n  Cause the days of the breaks, be just about over\n  The arts of the six won't play my bag of tricks\n  I got the sevens in my pocket somewhere\n  Reasons for the cheer all temperature here\n  I keep it to the rear, and then i'm exploding\n\n  I be the fab i be the fabulous but see unlike the chi\n  I got the 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Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  Plug wonder wonder why you're lonely tonight (na-na, na na na-na)\n\n  We see the girls scream as if we're shocked 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two)\n[01:09.78] Tallying a score for the shottie in the jacket\n[01:12.30] For the brother bes a nigga when he packs it (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:14.93] So get your butt out the sling, I stung Muhammad, float a note\n[01:17.38] That means I'm def, so like the autographs, I'm signed until the break (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:19.76] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:24.67] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:29.61] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:34.74] Breakadawn, breakadawn (ah one two, ah one two)\n[01:39.83] (Break of-) Ayo, groove with the mayor, hazard on the sayer\n[01:42.77] Wave the 18 mill', even still\n[01:45.12] Sack a bag of troubles, make a single double\n[01:47.56] Loop the coin and join the minimum wage\n[01:49.99] I had a plan if I was the man, I'd pro the jects\n[01:52.44] Lay it low and leg mad cassettes\n[01:54.40] I unconditioned my ways of the everyday sunset\n[01:57.76] Wagin' my days to the one 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But how could I eye-scan, I wasn't around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  I seen the states and played the dates in the far-far\n  Gathered the new, from the zoas around (ah one two, ah one two)\n  Grew old with Mikey Rodes and played the codes\n  Sometimes I don't budge, without my cous' Fuzz (ah one two, ah one two)\n  A simple, \"How ya do?\" Ah check it from my friends and my crew\n  Makes it definitely special (ah one two, ah one two)\n\n  Now there's no Shiny Happy People in the crew, we play the rough (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I got the huff, and puff, to blow the house low (na-na, na na na-na)\n  You know the never-ending factor while I'm over, tell a squid (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  I know an Enterprising brother, so report to the bridge (na-na, na na na-na)\n  I bounce a ball with my left, a squid with my right (na-na, na na na na-na)\n  ('Cause a squid is just a punk) Yo, he deserved to lose the fight\n  I might meander 'cross your dream, travellin' up the stream (na-na, na na 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Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.16] Biofeedback\n[00:04.52] You go \"Ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n[00:07.15] I can't cook, but being a cook, I'm servin' much to eat\n[00:09.63] I got multiple stabs of jazzy, sassafrassy\n[00:12.42] As I caught the fame of soul, years after mama had me\n[00:14.84] Tell ya gladly, I brung forth the Tunin'\n[00:16.81] Which caused eyes to zoom in (which put your person into focus)\n[00:19.90] No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos, Plug One\n[00:23.11] Yo, I found fun in the scribblin' of speak on a naked, white sheet\n[00:26.92] Most recognized with my dark-brown self (yo, you found some wealth?)\n[00:30.23] More in my mind than in my pocket\n[00:31.89] But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n[00:34.48] I met some hos, met some girls\n[00:36.98] Did a tour that took me all around the world\n[00:39.35] Did a tour that took me all around the world\n[00:42.10] I hit the shines, but I'm shooin' it now\n[00:44.13] Remember when the floor might've had a spine? 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Oh my goodness\n[01:43.53] How you doing? My name is Dres, listen-\n[01:45.16] Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n[01:47.71] Honey you are-\n[01:49.03] Yo, wassup? Yo, man\n[01:50.23] Look, what's wrong with me? 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I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":12060762,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn","duration":196.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn\n  duration_ms: 196000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"},{"id":12060757,"name":"En Focus","trackName":"En Focus","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Breakadawn","duration":197.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bio-feed-back\n\nYa go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\nI can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\nI got multiple stabs of jazzy\nSassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\nYears after mama had me tell ya gladly\nI plugged for the Tunin'\nWhich cause eyes to zoom in\nWhich put your person into focus\nNo longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\nPlug One yo I found fun\nIn the scribblin' of speak\nOn a naked white sheet\nMost recognized by my dark-brown self\nYo you found some wealth?\nMore in my mind than in my pocket\nBut I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\nI met some hoes, met some girls\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\nDid a tour that took me all around the world\n\nI hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\nRemember when the floor might have had a spine\nWell it's all bent over\nThe DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\nIt's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\nNow Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\nWhen your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\nMy mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\nI sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\nI felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\nDiggin' my own understanding quick\nLet me get the single out\nThink Mr. Radio say the starlight\nIs the same star bright\nI'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\nBut turn out the lights and some will go bitch\nIt was one MC after one MC\nPlay the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\nWell it's okay and it's alright\nCause our birthday cake's external light\nIt'll all get graphic\nPeople made of plastic\nLook at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\nBut when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\nI fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\nAnd lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\nNah, man I won't honor the style\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nYo, shorty! Oh my goodness\nHow you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\nOh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\nHoney you are-\nYo wassup,yo, man\nLook, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\nDa da da dun dun\nDa da da dun dun\nDa dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\nDa da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\nFunny funny how time fly\nWhen you have some\n\nLight on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\nCaught a rush, but I played hush\nWhile Andres Titus is the grabbin'\nAs a fan will put the hearts to mush\nLush Dalea would hear the public beat\nThe same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\nBut as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\nThe album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n(Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\nAren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\nOh my god, what are you doing here?\nWho are you here with?\nI'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\nOh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n(Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\nHey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\nShould I shot it or begin\nI saw bootleggas no shinin'\nI saw Big 4 go get shinin'\nA typical flick was the moment\nWhen the man said\n\"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\nHush your mouth fallin' in cog\nCaught the light being True dog\nA fist of funk and I pocket that screen\nIn the scene or in between\nGimme but a little bit of the starlight\nI mail my ass to the darkness\nI dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\nI wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\nOh Lord let me switch it off\nBecause ya find some'll do it all\nFor the light\n\n(Stop Jivin')","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: En Focus\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Breakadawn\n  duration_ms: 197000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Bio-feed-back\n\n  Ya go \"ichi, ni, san, shi\"\n  I can't cook, but being a cook I'm servin' much to eat\n  I got multiple stabs of jazzy\n  Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of soul\n  Years after mama had me tell ya gladly\n  I plugged for the Tunin'\n  Which cause eyes to zoom in\n  Which put your person into focus\n  No longer Kelvin Mercer but the Posdnuos\n  Plug One yo I found fun\n  In the scribblin' of speak\n  On a naked white sheet\n  Most recognized by my dark-brown self\n  Yo you found some wealth?\n  More in my mind than in my pocket\n  But I's got every Girbaud that ever sagged\n  I met some hoes, met some girls\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n  Did a tour that took me all around the world\n\n  I hit the shines but I'm shooin' it now\n  Remember when the floor might have had a spine\n  Well it's all bent over\n  The DayGlo nigga gets the red door mat\n  It's a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast\n  Now Mr. Club Owner knows your jam\n  When your jam is the jam and there's a tab at the bar\n  My mindstate's great, no thanks I don't drink\n  I sip the bobo, then I kettle it quick\n  I felt the heave in the jeave, tap it in the basement\n  Diggin' my own understanding quick\n  Let me get the single out\n  Think Mr. Radio say the starlight\n  Is the same star bright\n  I'm thinkin' how a nine and a blunt is a switch\n  But turn out the lights and some will go bitch\n  It was one MC after one MC\n  Play the lamp post do the blow wit dynamite\n  Well it's okay and it's alright\n  Cause our birthday cake's external light\n  It'll all get graphic\n  People made of plastic\n  Look at the shine with my 50 Watt eye\n  But when I got the eye patch I hit the latch\n  I fame it to a name from Denver up to Maine\n  And lovin' deluxe, she won't catch me in no tux\n  Nah, man I won't honor the style\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Yo, shorty! Oh my goodness\n  How you doing, my name is Dres, listen-\n  Oh, isn't that Posdnuos? Oh, my God, yo\n  Honey you are-\n  Yo wassup,yo, man\n  Look, what's wrong with me? Honey, heck this out\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da da da dun dun\n  Da dun dun (Dun dun dun dun)\n  Da da dun da da dun da da dun dun (Da da dun dun)\n\n  Funny funny how time fly\n  When you have some\n\n  Light on the face cause the focus is the fickle\n  'Stead of fusin' I'm a use it to the utilize the trickle\n  Caught a rush, but I played hush\n  While Andres Titus is the grabbin'\n  As a fan will put the hearts to mush\n  Lush Dalea would hear the public beat\n  The same way for Titus when he Blacked the Sheep\n  But as the Knee went Deep, to deeper off the charts\n  The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia starts\n\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n  (Serious, serious, serious, serious)\n\n  Aren't you Dres from Black Sheep?\n  Oh my god, what are you doing here?\n  Who are you here with?\n  I'm with my man Pos, you know Pos\n  Oh yeah, Positive K yo, I like your music\n\n  (Stickabush, stickabush, stickabush, stickabush)\n\n  Hey boy, I watch that star man, shit's all in\n  Should I shot it or begin\n  I saw bootleggas no shinin'\n  I saw Big 4 go get shinin'\n  A typical flick was the moment\n  When the man said\n  \"Ain't you?\" Yeah I is 'im\n  Hush your mouth fallin' in cog\n  Caught the light being True dog\n  A fist of funk and I pocket that screen\n  In the scene or in between\n  Gimme but a little bit of the starlight\n  I mail my ass to the darkness\n  I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it\n  I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it\n  Oh Lord let me switch it off\n  Because ya find some'll do it all\n  For the light\n\n  (Stop Jivin')\n"}]