[{"id":17269801,"name":"11. De La Soul - My Brother's A Basehead","trackName":"11. De La Soul - My Brother's A Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De la Soul is Dead","duration":259.99995,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nThis song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\nIs an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\nThe lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\nThis particular element... is me brudda!\n\nBrother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost dumb respect\nSaid you need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving didn't coincide\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell out the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\n\nMy, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\nIt's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\n\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over, evil's taking over\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\nSaid the Lord's gonna forgive us\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us\n\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen they gave you benefit of the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nFirst you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n(Yo know who that was?)\n(No.)\n(The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n(Who?)\n(You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n(Right.)\n(Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n(The one with the real nappy hair.)\n(The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n(With the glasses?)\n(Yeah.)\n(Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n(Fuck you bitch!)\n(And kept goin'...)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 11. De La Soul - My Brother's A Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: De la Soul is Dead\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  This song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\n  Is an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\n  The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\n  This particular element... is me brudda!\n\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost dumb respect\n  Said you need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell out the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n\n  My, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\n  It's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over, evil's taking over\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\n  Said the Lord's gonna forgive us\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us\n\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  First you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n  (Yo know who that was?)\n  (No.)\n  (The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n  (Who?)\n  (You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n  (Right.)\n  (Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n  (The one with the real nappy hair.)\n  (The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n  (With the glasses?)\n  (Yeah.)\n  (Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n  (Fuck you bitch!)\n  (And kept goin'...)\n"},{"id":8989167,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul is Dead","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Brother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost all respect\nSaid yo need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving had coincided\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\nIt's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen again you benefited the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nSoon you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.03] Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n[00:27.61] We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:29.95] From our parents our name was forged\n[00:32.34] I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.31] Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.34] But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:38.42] At this age no wonder it was read\n[00:40.82] But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.02] Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.39] High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:47.64] Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:49.86] Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.08] Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.14] Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.44] Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.72] This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:00.83] Now from me you lost all respect\n[01:02.80] Said yo need to put that shit in check\n[01:04.96] Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.28] But your mind and the craving had coincided\n[01:09.51] Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:11.64] Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n[01:13.80] Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:15.72] Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.42] \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:21.64] \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:23.93] \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.38] Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:30.53] Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:32.74] Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.10] \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.32] \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:40.48] No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n[01:43.14] (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n[02:02.92] Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:04.69] Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:06.81] Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n[02:08.92] Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.01] My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:13.39] Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:15.50] Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:17.77] Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:19.99] Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:21.99] Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:24.36] From there a mother figure came into play\n[02:26.67] Claimed for you she saw a better day\n[02:28.74] Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.04] Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.26] Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:35.45] This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:37.70] Something I had to see to believe\n[02:39.71] Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.06] My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n[02:47.97] About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n[02:52.14] Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n[02:57.30] Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:02.86] Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n[03:10.02] It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n[03:15.70] They serve, where they at?\n[03:17.54] Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:19.55] To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n[03:21.93] Then again you benefited the doubt\n[03:23.88] Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:26.31] Soon you reach your front of calm\n[03:28.41] Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:30.73] Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:32.87] What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.12] Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:37.17] You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:39.29] But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:41.46] That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:43.67] Finally it went and blew your cork\n[03:45.85] Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:48.21] And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:50.29] \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:51.82] I'll be the first to splash\n[03:52.80] \"Yo, he's a basehead\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: De La Soul is Dead\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26030\n  end_ms: 27610\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 27610\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: From our parents our name was forged\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34310\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34310\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 38420\n- text: At this age no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 38420\n  end_ms: 40820\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 40820\n  end_ms: 43020\n- text: Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43020\n  end_ms: 45390\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45390\n  end_ms: 47640\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 47640\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52080\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52080\n  end_ms: 54140\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54140\n  end_ms: 56440\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56440\n  end_ms: 58720\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58720\n  end_ms: 60830\n- text: Now from me you lost all respect\n  start_ms: 60830\n  end_ms: 62800\n- text: Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 62800\n  end_ms: 64960\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 64960\n  end_ms: 67280\n- text: But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  start_ms: 67280\n  end_ms: 69510\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69510\n  end_ms: 71640\n- text: Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 71640\n  end_ms: 73800\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 73800\n  end_ms: 75720\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 75720\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 81640\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 81640\n  end_ms: 83930\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 83930\n  end_ms: 87380\n- text: Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  start_ms: 87380\n  end_ms: 90530\n- text: Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  start_ms: 90530\n  end_ms: 92740\n- text: Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  start_ms: 92740\n  end_ms: 96100\n- text: '\"Don''t cry the blues cause I got bad news\"'\n  start_ms: 96100\n  end_ms: 98320\n- text: '\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"'\n  start_ms: 98320\n  end_ms: 100480\n- text: No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  start_ms: 100480\n  end_ms: 103140\n- text: (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  start_ms: 103140\n  end_ms: 122920\n- text: Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  start_ms: 122920\n  end_ms: 124690\n- text: Started getting high at the age of nine\n  start_ms: 124690\n  end_ms: 126810\n- text: Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  start_ms: 126810\n  end_ms: 128920\n- text: Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  start_ms: 128920\n  end_ms: 131010\n- text: My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  start_ms: 131010\n  end_ms: 133390\n- text: Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  start_ms: 133390\n  end_ms: 135500\n- text: Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  start_ms: 135500\n  end_ms: 137770\n- text: Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  start_ms: 137770\n  end_ms: 139990\n- text: Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  start_ms: 139990\n  end_ms: 141990\n- text: Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  start_ms: 141990\n  end_ms: 144360\n- text: From there a mother figure came into play\n  start_ms: 144360\n  end_ms: 146670\n- text: Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  start_ms: 146670\n  end_ms: 148740\n- text: Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  start_ms: 148740\n  end_ms: 151040\n- text: Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  start_ms: 151040\n  end_ms: 153260\n- text: Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  start_ms: 153260\n  end_ms: 155450\n- text: This time you claimed you'd really score\n  start_ms: 155450\n  end_ms: 157700\n- text: Something I had to see to believe\n  start_ms: 157700\n  end_ms: 159710\n- text: Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  start_ms: 159710\n  end_ms: 162060\n- text: My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  start_ms: 162060\n  end_ms: 167970\n- text: About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  start_ms: 167970\n  end_ms: 172140\n- text: Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  start_ms: 172140\n  end_ms: 177300\n- text: Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  start_ms: 177300\n  end_ms: 182860\n- text: Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  start_ms: 182860\n  end_ms: 190020\n- text: It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  start_ms: 190020\n  end_ms: 195700\n- text: They serve, where they at?\n  start_ms: 195700\n  end_ms: 197540\n- text: Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  start_ms: 197540\n  end_ms: 199550\n- text: To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  start_ms: 199550\n  end_ms: 201930\n- text: Then again you benefited the doubt\n  start_ms: 201930\n  end_ms: 203880\n- text: Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  start_ms: 203880\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Soon you reach your front of calm\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208410\n- text: Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  start_ms: 208410\n  end_ms: 210730\n- text: Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  start_ms: 210730\n  end_ms: 212870\n- text: What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  start_ms: 212870\n  end_ms: 215120\n- text: Mom would say it would soon go away\n  start_ms: 215120\n  end_ms: 217170\n- text: You and I knew it was here to stay\n  start_ms: 217170\n  end_ms: 219290\n- text: But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  start_ms: 219290\n  end_ms: 221460\n- text: That meant going to rehab for your health\n  start_ms: 221460\n  end_ms: 223670\n- text: Finally it went and blew your cork\n  start_ms: 223670\n  end_ms: 225850\n- text: Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  start_ms: 225850\n  end_ms: 228210\n- text: And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  start_ms: 228210\n  end_ms: 230290\n- text: '\"Yo, where''s your brother at?\"'\n  start_ms: 230290\n  end_ms: 231820\n- text: I'll be the first to splash\n  start_ms: 231820\n  end_ms: 232800\n- text: '\"Yo, he''s a basehead\"'\n  start_ms: 232800\nplain: |-\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost all respect\n  Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then again you benefited the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  Soon you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n"},{"id":35982324,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul Is Dead","duration":257.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Brother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost all respect\nSaid yo need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving had coincided\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\nIt's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen again you benefited the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nSoon you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.03] Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n[00:27.61] We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:29.95] From our parents our name was forged\n[00:32.34] I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.31] Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.34] But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:38.42] At this age no wonder it was read\n[00:40.82] But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.02] Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.39] High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:47.64] Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:49.86] Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.08] Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.14] Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.44] Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.72] This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:00.83] Now from me you lost all respect\n[01:02.80] Said yo need to put that shit in check\n[01:04.96] Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.28] But your mind and the craving had coincided\n[01:09.51] Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:11.64] Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n[01:13.80] Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:15.72] Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.42] \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:21.64] \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:23.93] \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.38] Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:30.53] Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:32.74] Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.10] \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.32] \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:40.48] No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n[01:43.14] (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n[02:02.92] Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:04.69] Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:06.81] Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n[02:08.92] Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.01] My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:13.39] Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:15.50] Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:17.77] Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:19.99] Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:21.99] Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:24.36] From there a mother figure came into play\n[02:26.67] Claimed for you she saw a better day\n[02:28.74] Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.04] Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.26] Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:35.45] This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:37.70] Something I had to see to believe\n[02:39.71] Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.06] My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n[02:47.97] About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n[02:52.14] Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n[02:57.30] Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:02.86] Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n[03:10.02] It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n[03:15.70] They serve, where they at?\n[03:17.54] Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:19.55] To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n[03:21.93] Then again you benefited the doubt\n[03:23.88] Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:26.31] Soon you reach your front of calm\n[03:28.41] Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:30.73] Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:32.87] What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.12] Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:37.17] You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:39.29] But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:41.46] That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:43.67] Finally it went and blew your cork\n[03:45.85] Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:48.21] And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:50.29] \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:51.82] I'll be the first to splash\n[03:52.80] \"Yo, he's a basehead\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: De La Soul Is Dead\n  duration_ms: 257000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26030\n  end_ms: 27610\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 27610\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: From our parents our name was forged\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34310\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34310\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 38420\n- text: At this age no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 38420\n  end_ms: 40820\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 40820\n  end_ms: 43020\n- text: Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43020\n  end_ms: 45390\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45390\n  end_ms: 47640\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 47640\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52080\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52080\n  end_ms: 54140\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54140\n  end_ms: 56440\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56440\n  end_ms: 58720\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58720\n  end_ms: 60830\n- text: Now from me you lost all respect\n  start_ms: 60830\n  end_ms: 62800\n- text: Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 62800\n  end_ms: 64960\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 64960\n  end_ms: 67280\n- text: But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  start_ms: 67280\n  end_ms: 69510\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69510\n  end_ms: 71640\n- text: Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 71640\n  end_ms: 73800\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 73800\n  end_ms: 75720\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 75720\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 81640\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 81640\n  end_ms: 83930\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 83930\n  end_ms: 87380\n- text: Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  start_ms: 87380\n  end_ms: 90530\n- text: Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  start_ms: 90530\n  end_ms: 92740\n- text: Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  start_ms: 92740\n  end_ms: 96100\n- text: '\"Don''t cry the blues cause I got bad news\"'\n  start_ms: 96100\n  end_ms: 98320\n- text: '\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? 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The people who used to care\n  start_ms: 162060\n  end_ms: 167970\n- text: About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  start_ms: 167970\n  end_ms: 172140\n- text: Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  start_ms: 172140\n  end_ms: 177300\n- text: Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  start_ms: 177300\n  end_ms: 182860\n- text: Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  start_ms: 182860\n  end_ms: 190020\n- text: It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  start_ms: 190020\n  end_ms: 195700\n- text: They serve, where they at?\n  start_ms: 195700\n  end_ms: 197540\n- text: Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  start_ms: 197540\n  end_ms: 199550\n- text: To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  start_ms: 199550\n  end_ms: 201930\n- text: Then again you benefited the doubt\n  start_ms: 201930\n  end_ms: 203880\n- text: Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  start_ms: 203880\n  end_ms: 206310\n- text: Soon you reach your front of calm\n  start_ms: 206310\n  end_ms: 208410\n- text: Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  start_ms: 208410\n  end_ms: 210730\n- text: Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  start_ms: 210730\n  end_ms: 212870\n- text: What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  start_ms: 212870\n  end_ms: 215120\n- text: Mom would say it would soon go away\n  start_ms: 215120\n  end_ms: 217170\n- text: You and I knew it was here to stay\n  start_ms: 217170\n  end_ms: 219290\n- text: But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  start_ms: 219290\n  end_ms: 221460\n- text: That meant going to rehab for your health\n  start_ms: 221460\n  end_ms: 223670\n- text: Finally it went and blew your cork\n  start_ms: 223670\n  end_ms: 225850\n- text: Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  start_ms: 225850\n  end_ms: 228210\n- text: And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  start_ms: 228210\n  end_ms: 230290\n- text: '\"Yo, where''s your brother at?\"'\n  start_ms: 230290\n  end_ms: 231820\n- text: I'll be the first to splash\n  start_ms: 231820\n  end_ms: 232800\n- text: '\"Yo, he''s a basehead\"'\n  start_ms: 232800\nplain: |-\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost all respect\n  Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then again you benefited the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  Soon you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n"},{"id":28239591,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul Is Dead","duration":206.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Brother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost all respect\nSaid yo need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving had coincided\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\nIt's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen again you benefited the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nSoon you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.03] Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n[00:27.61] We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:29.95] From our parents our name was forged\n[00:32.34] I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.31] Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.34] But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:38.42] At this age no wonder it was read\n[00:40.82] But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.02] Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.39] High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:47.64] Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:49.86] Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.08] Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.14] Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.44] Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.72] This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:00.83] Now from me you lost all respect\n[01:02.80] Said yo need to put that shit in check\n[01:04.96] Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.28] But your mind and the craving had coincided\n[01:09.51] Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:11.64] Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n[01:13.80] Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:15.72] Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.42] \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:21.64] \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:23.93] \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.38] Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:30.53] Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:32.74] Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.10] \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.32] \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:40.48] No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n[01:43.14] (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n[02:02.92] Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:04.69] Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:06.81] Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n[02:08.92] Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.01] My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:13.39] Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:15.50] Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:17.77] Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:19.99] Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:21.99] Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:24.36] From there a mother figure came into play\n[02:26.67] Claimed for you she saw a better day\n[02:28.74] Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.04] Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.26] Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:35.45] This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:37.70] Something I had to see to believe\n[02:39.71] Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.06] My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n[02:47.97] About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n[02:52.14] Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n[02:57.30] Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:02.86] Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n[03:10.02] It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n[03:15.70] They serve, where they at?\n[03:17.54] Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:19.55] To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n[03:21.93] Then again you benefited the doubt\n[03:23.88] Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:26.31] Soon you reach your front of calm\n[03:28.41] Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:30.73] Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:32.87] What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.12] Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:37.17] You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:39.29] But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:41.46] That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:43.67] Finally it went and blew your cork\n[03:45.85] Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:48.21] And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:50.29] \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:51.82] I'll be the first to splash\n[03:52.80] \"Yo, he's a basehead\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: De La Soul Is Dead\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26030\n  end_ms: 27610\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 27610\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: From our parents our name was forged\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34310\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34310\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 38420\n- text: At this age no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 38420\n  end_ms: 40820\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 40820\n  end_ms: 43020\n- text: Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43020\n  end_ms: 45390\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45390\n  end_ms: 47640\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 47640\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52080\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52080\n  end_ms: 54140\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54140\n  end_ms: 56440\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56440\n  end_ms: 58720\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58720\n  end_ms: 60830\n- text: Now from me you lost all respect\n  start_ms: 60830\n  end_ms: 62800\n- text: Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 62800\n  end_ms: 64960\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 64960\n  end_ms: 67280\n- text: But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  start_ms: 67280\n  end_ms: 69510\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69510\n  end_ms: 71640\n- text: Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 71640\n  end_ms: 73800\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 73800\n  end_ms: 75720\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 75720\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 81640\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 81640\n  end_ms: 83930\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 83930\n  end_ms: 87380\n- text: Remember that day? 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Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then again you benefited the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  Soon you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n"},{"id":38451277,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul is Dead · RS500 #228","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Brother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost all respect\nSaid yo need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving had coincided\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\nIt's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen again you benefited the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nSoon you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.03]Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n[00:27.61]We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:29.95]From our parents our name was forged\n[00:32.34]I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.31]Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.34]But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:38.42]At this age no wonder it was read\n[00:40.82]But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.02]Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.39]High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:47.64]Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:49.86]Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.08]Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.14]Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.44]Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.72]This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:00.83]Now from me you lost all respect\n[01:02.80]Said yo need to put that shit in check\n[01:04.96]Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.28]But your mind and the craving had coincided\n[01:09.51]Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:11.64]Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n[01:13.80]Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:15.72]Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.42]\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:21.64]\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:23.93]\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.38]Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:30.53]Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:32.74]Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.10]\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.32]\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:40.48]No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n[01:43.14](Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n[02:02.92]Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:04.69]Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:06.81]Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n[02:08.92]Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.01]My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:13.39]Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:15.50]Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:17.77]Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:19.99]Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:21.99]Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:24.36]From there a mother figure came into play\n[02:26.67]Claimed for you she saw a better day\n[02:28.74]Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.04]Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.26]Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:35.45]This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:37.70]Something I had to see to believe\n[02:39.71]Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.06]My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n[02:47.97]About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n[02:52.14]Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n[02:57.30]Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:02.86]Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n[03:10.02]It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n[03:15.70]They serve, where they at?\n[03:17.54]Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:19.55]To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n[03:21.93]Then again you benefited the doubt\n[03:23.88]Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:26.31]Soon you reach your front of calm\n[03:28.41]Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:30.73]Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:32.87]What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.12]Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:37.17]You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:39.29]But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:41.46]That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:43.67]Finally it went and blew your cork\n[03:45.85]Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:48.21]And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:50.29]\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:51.82]I'll be the first to splash\n[03:52.80]\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: 'De La Soul is Dead · RS500 #228'\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26030\n  end_ms: 27610\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 27610\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: From our parents our name was forged\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34310\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34310\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 38420\n- text: At this age no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 38420\n  end_ms: 40820\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 40820\n  end_ms: 43020\n- text: Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43020\n  end_ms: 45390\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45390\n  end_ms: 47640\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 47640\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52080\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52080\n  end_ms: 54140\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54140\n  end_ms: 56440\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56440\n  end_ms: 58720\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58720\n  end_ms: 60830\n- text: Now from me you lost all respect\n  start_ms: 60830\n  end_ms: 62800\n- text: Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 62800\n  end_ms: 64960\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 64960\n  end_ms: 67280\n- text: But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  start_ms: 67280\n  end_ms: 69510\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69510\n  end_ms: 71640\n- text: Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 71640\n  end_ms: 73800\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 73800\n  end_ms: 75720\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 75720\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 81640\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 81640\n  end_ms: 83930\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 83930\n  end_ms: 87380\n- text: Remember that day? 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Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then again you benefited the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  Soon you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n"},{"id":14376846,"name":"My Brother's A Basehead Ft. Squirrell & Preacher","trackName":"My Brother's A Basehead Ft. Squirrell & Preacher","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"De La Soul Is Dead","duration":260.237167,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nThis song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\nIs an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\nThe lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\nThis particular element... is me brudda!\n\nBrother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost dumb respect\nSaid you need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving didn't coincide\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell out the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\n\nMy, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\nIt's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\n\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over, evil's taking over\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\nSaid the Lord's gonna forgive us\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us\n\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen they gave you benefit of the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nFirst you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n(Yo know who that was?)\n(No.)\n(The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n(Who?)\n(You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n(Right.)\n(Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n(The one with the real nappy hair.)\n(The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n(With the glasses?)\n(Yeah.)\n(Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n(Fuck you bitch!)\n(And kept goin'...)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's A Basehead Ft. Squirrell & Preacher\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: De La Soul Is Dead\n  duration_ms: 260237\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  This song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\n  Is an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\n  The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\n  This particular element... is me brudda!\n\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost dumb respect\n  Said you need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell out the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n\n  My, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\n  It's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over, evil's taking over\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\n  Said the Lord's gonna forgive us\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us\n\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  First you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n  (Yo know who that was?)\n  (No.)\n  (The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n  (Who?)\n  (You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n  (Right.)\n  (Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n  (The one with the real nappy hair.)\n  (The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n  (With the glasses?)\n  (Yeah.)\n  (Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n  (Fuck you bitch!)\n  (And kept goin'...)\n"},{"id":32155384,"name":"My Brother’s a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother’s a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Original Album Series","duration":260.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Brother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost all respect\nSaid yo need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving had coincided\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\nIt's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen again you benefited the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nSoon you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.03] Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n[00:27.61] We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:29.95] From our parents our name was forged\n[00:32.34] I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.31] Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.34] But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:38.42] At this age no wonder it was read\n[00:40.82] But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.02] Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.39] High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:47.64] Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:49.86] Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.08] Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.14] Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.44] Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.72] This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:00.83] Now from me you lost all respect\n[01:02.80] Said yo need to put that shit in check\n[01:04.96] Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.28] But your mind and the craving had coincided\n[01:09.51] Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:11.64] Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n[01:13.80] Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:15.72] Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.42] \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:21.64] \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:23.93] \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.38] Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:30.53] Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:32.74] Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.10] \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.32] \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:40.48] No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n[01:43.14] (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n[02:02.92] Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:04.69] Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:06.81] Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n[02:08.92] Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.01] My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:13.39] Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:15.50] Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:17.77] Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:19.99] Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:21.99] Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:24.36] From there a mother figure came into play\n[02:26.67] Claimed for you she saw a better day\n[02:28.74] Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.04] Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.26] Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:35.45] This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:37.70] Something I had to see to believe\n[02:39.71] Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.06] My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n[02:47.97] About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n[02:52.14] Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n[02:57.30] Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:02.86] Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n[03:10.02] It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n[03:15.70] They serve, where they at?\n[03:17.54] Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:19.55] To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n[03:21.93] Then again you benefited the doubt\n[03:23.88] Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:26.31] Soon you reach your front of calm\n[03:28.41] Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:30.73] Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:32.87] What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.12] Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:37.17] You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:39.29] But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:41.46] That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:43.67] Finally it went and blew your cork\n[03:45.85] Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:48.21] And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:50.29] \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:51.82] I'll be the first to splash\n[03:52.80] \"Yo, he's a basehead\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother’s a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Original Album Series\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26030\n  end_ms: 27610\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 27610\n  end_ms: 29950\n- text: From our parents our name was forged\n  start_ms: 29950\n  end_ms: 32340\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32340\n  end_ms: 34310\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34310\n  end_ms: 36340\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36340\n  end_ms: 38420\n- text: At this age no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 38420\n  end_ms: 40820\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 40820\n  end_ms: 43020\n- text: Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43020\n  end_ms: 45390\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45390\n  end_ms: 47640\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 47640\n  end_ms: 49860\n- text: Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 49860\n  end_ms: 52080\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52080\n  end_ms: 54140\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54140\n  end_ms: 56440\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56440\n  end_ms: 58720\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58720\n  end_ms: 60830\n- text: Now from me you lost all respect\n  start_ms: 60830\n  end_ms: 62800\n- text: Said yo need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 62800\n  end_ms: 64960\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 64960\n  end_ms: 67280\n- text: But your mind and the craving had coincided\n  start_ms: 67280\n  end_ms: 69510\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69510\n  end_ms: 71640\n- text: Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 71640\n  end_ms: 73800\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 73800\n  end_ms: 75720\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 75720\n  end_ms: 78420\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78420\n  end_ms: 81640\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 81640\n  end_ms: 83930\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 83930\n  end_ms: 87380\n- text: Remember that day? 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Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved, can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us, said it's taking over, taking over the world, all\n  It's doing is taking over, where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then again you benefited the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  Soon you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n"},{"id":14763880,"name":"My Brother's A Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's A Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Is Dead","duration":259.9999488,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nThis song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\nIs an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\nThe lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\nThis particular element... is me brudda!\n\nBrother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost dumb respect\nSaid you need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving didn't coincide\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell out the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\n\nMy, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\nIt's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\n\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over, evil's taking over\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\nSaid the Lord's gonna forgive us\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us\n\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen they gave you benefit of the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nFirst you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n(Yo know who that was?)\n(No.)\n(The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n(Who?)\n(You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n(Right.)\n(Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n(The one with the real nappy hair.)\n(The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n(With the glasses?)\n(Yeah.)\n(Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n(Fuck you bitch!)\n(And kept goin'...)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's A Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Is Dead\n  duration_ms: 260000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  This song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\n  Is an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\n  The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\n  This particular element... is me brudda!\n\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost dumb respect\n  Said you need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell out the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n\n  My, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\n  It's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over, evil's taking over\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\n  Said the Lord's gonna forgive us\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us\n\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  First you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n  (Yo know who that was?)\n  (No.)\n  (The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n  (Who?)\n  (You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n  (Right.)\n  (Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n  (The one with the real nappy hair.)\n  (The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n  (With the glasses?)\n  (Yeah.)\n  (Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n  (Fuck you bitch!)\n  (And kept goin'...)\n"},{"id":15308804,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"De La Soul","albumName":"Compilation - Oldskool","duration":260.257937,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nThis song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\nIs an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\nThe lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\nThis particular element... is me brudda!\n\nBrother, brother oh brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents our name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\nThroughout high school our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\nNow from me you lost dumb respect\nSaid you need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving didn't coincide\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nWhich said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at twenty-one you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally told you to get the hell out the house\nFrom there a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\n\nMy, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\nAbout what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\nToday to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\nWho still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\nIt's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\nThey serve, where they at?\n\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over\nSaid evil's taking over, evil's taking over\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\nSaid the Lord's gonna forgive us\nThe Lord's gonna forgive us\n\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nTo this fool fell off, well that would stick\nThen they gave you benefit of the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nFirst you reach your front of calm\nWalked round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash\n\"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n(Yo know who that was?)\n(No.)\n(The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n(Who?)\n(You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n(Right.)\n(Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n(The one with the real nappy hair.)\n(The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n(With the glasses?)\n(Yeah.)\n(Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n(Fuck you bitch!)\n(And kept goin'...)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: De La Soul\n  album: Compilation - Oldskool\n  duration_ms: 260258\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  This song does not contain explicit lyrics, but what it does contain\n  Is an undesired element. This element is known as the basehead\n  The lowest of lowest of all elements that exist. And the sad thing is\n  This particular element... is me brudda!\n\n  Brother, brother oh brother of mine\n  We used to be down as partners in crime\n  From our parents our name was forged\n  I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  But curiosity had killed the cat\n  At this age no wonder it was read\n  But this was the fate that you were fed\n  Throughout high school our minds we'd waste\n  High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  Every five minutes cocaine you'd snort\n  Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  Now from me you lost dumb respect\n  Said you need to put that shit in check\n  Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n  Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  Which said you shouldn't stop but continue to walk\n  Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n  \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n  \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n  \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n  Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ah!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete)\n\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at twenty-one you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally told you to get the hell out the house\n  From there a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n\n  My, my, my. What happened to the people? The people who used to care\n  About what took place in the world today? I've been summoned here\n  Today to reach the people who still can be reached, to save the people\n  Who still can be saved. Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me! Forgive us. Said it's taking over. Taking over the world. All\n  It's doing is taking over. Where them crackers at? Them crackers that\n  They serve, where they at?\n\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over\n  Said evil's taking over, evil's taking over\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us, the Lord's gonna forgive us, Lord\n  Said the Lord's gonna forgive us\n  The Lord's gonna forgive us\n\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  To this fool fell off, well that would stick\n  Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  First you reach your front of calm\n  Walked round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash\n  \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n  (Yo know who that was?)\n  (No.)\n  (The guy from De La Soul. Pos. Posdnuos.)\n  (Who?)\n  (You heard of De La Soul, right?)\n  (Right.)\n  (Well he was the one from De La Soul.)\n  (The one with the real nappy hair.)\n  (The one with... the dark-skinned one.)\n  (With the glasses?)\n  (Yeah.)\n  (Ugh, the ugly one!)\n\n  (Fuck you bitch!)\n  (And kept goin'...)\n"},{"id":22488122,"name":"My Brother's a Basehead","trackName":"My Brother's a Basehead","artistName":"WeAreDeLaSoul","albumName":"De La Soul is Dead","duration":261.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\nThis song does not contain explicit lyrics\nBut what it does contain is an undesired element\nThis element is known as the basehead, the lowest of lowest of all elements that exist\nAnd the sad thing is\nThis particular element is me brudda!\n\nBrother, brother, oh, brother of mine\nWe used to be down as partners in crime\nFrom our parents, your name was forged\nI was the Beaver, you Curious George\nWanted to dispose of this and that\nBut curiosity had killed the cat\nAt this age, no wonder it was read\nBut this was the fate that you were fed\n\nThroughout high school, our minds we'd waste\nHigh off all the cheeba that we could taste\nSoon you had converted to nasal sports\nEvery five minutes, cocaine you'd snort\nTold me that you needed a stronger fix\nStepped to the crack scene in '86\nUnlike the other drugs where you had control\nThis substance had engulfed your body and soul\n\nNow, from me, you lost dumb respect\nSaid you need to put that shit in check\nWanted me to believe that you had tried\nBut your mind and the craving didn't coincide\nSaid there was a voice inside you that talked\nThat said you shouldn't stop, but continue to walk\nNow the brother who could handle any drug\nHad just found the one that could pull his Plug\n\n\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\nRemember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\nGuess what? Time to collect, correct\nDon't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n\"Don't cry the blues 'cause I got bad news\"\n\"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\nNo, I got another way to earn my defeat, ugh!\n(Slam the child on the hard concrete, concrete)\n\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out so clear)\n(Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n\nBrother, brother, stupid brother of mine\nStarted getting high at the age of nine\nNow at 21, you're lower than low\nNowhere to turn, nowhere to go\nMy dividends and wares started to disappear\nWhere it ended up, I had an idea\nBarking you with the quickness, reversed intent\nInstead went to Pop and gave him the print\n\nNow Pop grew tired of being a mouse\nFinally, told you to get the hell outta the house\nFrom there, a mother figure came into play\nClaimed for you, she saw a better day\nNow Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\nThought the only chance was to go to church\nQuitting this stuff you had tried before\nThis time you claimed you'd really score\nSomething I had to see to believe\nPut on my suit and to church I weaved\n\nMy, my, my, what happened to the people?\nThe people who used to care about what took place in the world today?\nI've been summoned here today to reach the people who still can be reached\nTo save the people who still can be saved\nCan I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\nHit me!\nForgive us (forgve us, Lord)\nSaid it's taking over\nAll it's doing is taking over\nTaking over the world (the Lord's gonna forgive us)\nWhere them crackers at? Them crackers that they serve, where they at?\n\nBullshit, didn't believe a lick\nKnew this fool too long for that to stick\nThen they gave you benefit of the doubt\nWanted to see if you would work it out\nFirst, you reach your front of calm\nWalked 'round by rehearsing psalms\nThen you smiled with the funky frown\nWhat do you know, the voice is back in town\n\nMom would say it would soon go away\nYou and I knew it was here to stay\nBut the man helped you when you helped yourself\nThat meant going to rehab for your health\nFinally, it went and blew your cork\nHeard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\nAnd when my friends see me and come and ask\n\"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\nI'll be the first to splash, \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\nYou know who that was?\nNope\nThe guy from De La Soul, Pos, Posdnuos\nWho?\nYou heard of De La Soul, right?\nRight\nWell, he was the one from De La Soul\n\nThe one with the real nappy hair\nThe one with the... the dark-skinned one\nWith the glasses?\nYeah\nThat's the ugly\n(Fuck you, bitch!)\n(And kept goin'-)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.23] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[00:05.89] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[00:08.86] This song does not contain explicit lyrics\n[00:12.44] But what it does contain is an undesired element\n[00:15.58] This element is known as the basehead, the lowest of lowest of all elements that exist\n[00:21.37] And the sad thing is\n[00:23.05] This particular element is me brudda!\n[00:26.16] Brother, brother, oh, brother of mine\n[00:28.16] We used to be down as partners in crime\n[00:30.35] From our parents, your name was forged\n[00:32.56] I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n[00:34.72] Wanted to dispose of this and that\n[00:36.89] But curiosity had killed the cat\n[00:39.03] At this age, no wonder it was read\n[00:41.36] But this was the fate that you were fed\n[00:43.55] Throughout high school, our minds we'd waste\n[00:45.78] High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n[00:48.03] Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n[00:50.23] Every five minutes, cocaine you'd snort\n[00:52.45] Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n[00:54.60] Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n[00:56.89] Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n[00:58.98] This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n[01:01.32] Now, from me, you lost dumb respect\n[01:03.43] Said you need to put that shit in check\n[01:05.63] Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n[01:07.51] But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n[01:09.99] Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n[01:12.21] That said you shouldn't stop, but continue to walk\n[01:14.33] Now the brother who could handle any drug\n[01:16.57] Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n[01:18.75] \"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"\n[01:22.22] \"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"\n[01:24.43] \"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"\n[01:27.78] Remember that day? Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n[01:31.20] Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n[01:33.31] Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n[01:36.64] \"Don't cry the blues 'cause I got bad news\"\n[01:38.87] \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n[01:41.07] No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ugh!\n[01:43.60] (Slam the child on the hard concrete, concrete)\n[01:45.63] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[01:47.58] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[01:49.79] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[01:51.87] (Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n[01:54.13] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[01:56.24] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[01:58.45] (Make the bass come out so clear)\n[02:00.68] (Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n[02:02.96] Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n[02:05.40] Started getting high at the age of nine\n[02:07.59] Now at 21, you're lower than low\n[02:09.94] Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n[02:11.77] My dividends and wares started to disappear\n[02:14.10] Where it ended up, I had an idea\n[02:16.27] Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n[02:18.58] Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n[02:20.61] Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n[02:22.97] Finally, told you to get the hell outta the house\n[02:25.10] From there, a mother figure came into play\n[02:27.35] Claimed for you, she saw a better day\n[02:29.44] Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n[02:31.75] Thought the only chance was to go to church\n[02:33.97] Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n[02:36.17] This time you claimed you'd really score\n[02:38.34] Something I had to see to believe\n[02:40.48] Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n[02:42.88] My, my, my, what happened to the people?\n[02:46.99] The people who used to care about what took place in the world today?\n[02:51.14] I've been summoned here today to reach the people who still can be reached\n[02:56.33] To save the people who still can be saved\n[02:59.38] Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n[03:04.67] Hit me!\n[03:05.32] Forgive us (forgve us, Lord)\n[03:08.77] Said it's taking over\n[03:11.13] All it's doing is taking over\n[03:12.47] Taking over the world (the Lord's gonna forgive us)\n[03:14.81] Where them crackers at? Them crackers that they serve, where they at?\n[03:18.58] Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n[03:20.53] Knew this fool too long for that to stick\n[03:22.76] Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n[03:24.96] Wanted to see if you would work it out\n[03:27.11] First, you reach your front of calm\n[03:29.40] Walked 'round by rehearsing psalms\n[03:31.53] Then you smiled with the funky frown\n[03:33.73] What do you know, the voice is back in town\n[03:35.97] Mom would say it would soon go away\n[03:38.02] You and I knew it was here to stay\n[03:40.33] But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n[03:42.44] That meant going to rehab for your health\n[03:44.63] Finally, it went and blew your cork\n[03:46.69] Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n[03:49.09] And when my friends see me and come and ask\n[03:51.40] \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n[03:52.36] I'll be the first to splash, \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n[03:57.47] You know who that was?\n[03:58.84] Nope\n[03:59.64] The guy from De La Soul, Pos, Posdnuos\n[04:03.05] Who?\n[04:04.72] You heard of De La Soul, right?\n[04:06.47] Right\n[04:08.08] Well, he was the one from De La Soul\n[04:10.10] The one with the real nappy hair\n[04:12.35] The one with the... the dark-skinned one\n[04:14.70] With the glasses?\n[04:15.68] Yeah\n[04:16.46] That's the ugly\n[04:18.17] (Fuck you, bitch!)\n[04:19.07] (And kept goin'-)\n[04:19.63] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: My Brother's a Basehead\n  artist: WeAreDeLaSoul\n  album: De La Soul is Dead\n  duration_ms: 261000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  start_ms: 1230\n  end_ms: 5890\n- text: (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  start_ms: 5890\n  end_ms: 8860\n- text: This song does not contain explicit lyrics\n  start_ms: 8860\n  end_ms: 12440\n- text: But what it does contain is an undesired element\n  start_ms: 12440\n  end_ms: 15580\n- text: This element is known as the basehead, the lowest of lowest of all elements that exist\n  start_ms: 15580\n  end_ms: 21370\n- text: And the sad thing is\n  start_ms: 21370\n  end_ms: 23050\n- text: This particular element is me brudda!\n  start_ms: 23050\n  end_ms: 26160\n- text: Brother, brother, oh, brother of mine\n  start_ms: 26160\n  end_ms: 28160\n- text: We used to be down as partners in crime\n  start_ms: 28160\n  end_ms: 30350\n- text: From our parents, your name was forged\n  start_ms: 30350\n  end_ms: 32560\n- text: I was the Beaver, you Curious George\n  start_ms: 32560\n  end_ms: 34720\n- text: Wanted to dispose of this and that\n  start_ms: 34720\n  end_ms: 36890\n- text: But curiosity had killed the cat\n  start_ms: 36890\n  end_ms: 39030\n- text: At this age, no wonder it was read\n  start_ms: 39030\n  end_ms: 41360\n- text: But this was the fate that you were fed\n  start_ms: 41360\n  end_ms: 43550\n- text: Throughout high school, our minds we'd waste\n  start_ms: 43550\n  end_ms: 45780\n- text: High off all the cheeba that we could taste\n  start_ms: 45780\n  end_ms: 48030\n- text: Soon you had converted to nasal sports\n  start_ms: 48030\n  end_ms: 50230\n- text: Every five minutes, cocaine you'd snort\n  start_ms: 50230\n  end_ms: 52450\n- text: Told me that you needed a stronger fix\n  start_ms: 52450\n  end_ms: 54600\n- text: Stepped to the crack scene in '86\n  start_ms: 54600\n  end_ms: 56890\n- text: Unlike the other drugs where you had control\n  start_ms: 56890\n  end_ms: 58980\n- text: This substance had engulfed your body and soul\n  start_ms: 58980\n  end_ms: 61320\n- text: Now, from me, you lost dumb respect\n  start_ms: 61320\n  end_ms: 63430\n- text: Said you need to put that shit in check\n  start_ms: 63430\n  end_ms: 65630\n- text: Wanted me to believe that you had tried\n  start_ms: 65630\n  end_ms: 67510\n- text: But your mind and the craving didn't coincide\n  start_ms: 67510\n  end_ms: 69990\n- text: Said there was a voice inside you that talked\n  start_ms: 69990\n  end_ms: 72210\n- text: That said you shouldn't stop, but continue to walk\n  start_ms: 72210\n  end_ms: 74330\n- text: Now the brother who could handle any drug\n  start_ms: 74330\n  end_ms: 76570\n- text: Had just found the one that could pull his Plug\n  start_ms: 76570\n  end_ms: 78750\n- text: '\"Yo, bro, got another rock for your hiking boots\"'\n  start_ms: 78750\n  end_ms: 82220\n- text: '\"Gonna make you scream and loop three loops\"'\n  start_ms: 82220\n  end_ms: 84430\n- text: '\"Gonna take you far on a freeway, okay\"'\n  start_ms: 84430\n  end_ms: 87780\n- text: Remember that day? 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Slipped me a smile for a 20 crack vial\n  Guess what? Time to collect, correct\n  Don't have a dime? It's payback time, payback time\n  \"Don't cry the blues 'cause I got bad news\"\n  \"Should I stab ya? Should I bite ya? Should I use my tools?\"\n  No, I got another way to earn my defeat, ugh!\n  (Slam the child on the hard concrete, concrete)\n\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out so clear)\n  (Make the bass come out, make the bass come out)\n\n  Brother, brother, stupid brother of mine\n  Started getting high at the age of nine\n  Now at 21, you're lower than low\n  Nowhere to turn, nowhere to go\n  My dividends and wares started to disappear\n  Where it ended up, I had an idea\n  Barking you with the quickness, reversed intent\n  Instead went to Pop and gave him the print\n\n  Now Pop grew tired of being a mouse\n  Finally, told you to get the hell outta the house\n  From there, a mother figure came into play\n  Claimed for you, she saw a better day\n  Now Mom was a product of Christ's rebirth\n  Thought the only chance was to go to church\n  Quitting this stuff you had tried before\n  This time you claimed you'd really score\n  Something I had to see to believe\n  Put on my suit and to church I weaved\n\n  My, my, my, what happened to the people?\n  The people who used to care about what took place in the world today?\n  I've been summoned here today to reach the people who still can be reached\n  To save the people who still can be saved\n  Can I get an Amen? Can I get an Amen?\n  Hit me!\n  Forgive us (forgve us, Lord)\n  Said it's taking over\n  All it's doing is taking over\n  Taking over the world (the Lord's gonna forgive us)\n  Where them crackers at? Them crackers that they serve, where they at?\n\n  Bullshit, didn't believe a lick\n  Knew this fool too long for that to stick\n  Then they gave you benefit of the doubt\n  Wanted to see if you would work it out\n  First, you reach your front of calm\n  Walked 'round by rehearsing psalms\n  Then you smiled with the funky frown\n  What do you know, the voice is back in town\n\n  Mom would say it would soon go away\n  You and I knew it was here to stay\n  But the man helped you when you helped yourself\n  That meant going to rehab for your health\n  Finally, it went and blew your cork\n  Heard you moved to the comfortable streets of New York\n  And when my friends see me and come and ask\n  \"Yo, where's your brother at?\"\n  I'll be the first to splash, \"Yo, he's a basehead\"\n\n  You know who that was?\n  Nope\n  The guy from De La Soul, Pos, Posdnuos\n  Who?\n  You heard of De La Soul, right?\n  Right\n  Well, he was the one from De La Soul\n\n  The one with the real nappy hair\n  The one with the... the dark-skinned one\n  With the glasses?\n  Yeah\n  That's the ugly\n  (Fuck you, bitch!)\n  (And kept goin'-)\n"}]