[{"id":16032080,"name":"Help Me","trackName":"Help Me","artistName":"Diddy","albumName":"MMM","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Nigga like me, man\nI love the game, I love the hustle\nI be feelin' like one of the ball playin' niggas, you know?\nLike Byrd or Magic or something\nYeah, you know a nigga got dough, a nigga could leave the league\nBut if I leave, the fans still gon' love me man?\nLast night was like my last night\nHigh as fuck behind the wheel, I almost crashed twice\nAnd when you worth half a bill' people mad nice\nBut when that money go that's when all the hunnies go\nEverything was wonderful until we ended under scope\nOn the corner, Air Force One, Polo to bubble coats\nWe was sellin' dope\nI had a key lookin' like I had a ton of coke\n'Cause I would never let 'em see me sweat\nSee me stress, no even bet\nWe was up twenty-four for that paper like CVS\n'Cause they was playin' checkers, ain't really believe in chess\nWe jump pawns, knock down queens and screamin', \"Check\"\nI was runnin with Big, you was doin it small\nI was buildin' a bridge, you was hopin' it'd fall\nCop, cook and collect, razor coke and a straw\nWe been gettin' this money, these bitches know who we are\nI'm from a hood where fourteen bricks\nWill have your homie try and do you like Po did Mitch\nI used to go to my chicks spot like, \"Hold this brick\"\nYoung nigga told me I'm old, I said, \"Old and rich\"\nThen I said, \"You better pray you make it old as this\"\nAnd when you catch a case, boy, don't spill them bowl of grits\nAnd niggas they break fast when that toaster lick\nAnd ain't no Instagram when they postin' pics\nJust a bulletin board circlin' him and his boys\nWasn't ready to lace his boots and had Timberlands on\nI got paper, wasn't doin' what all these niggas was doin'\nI hit the road and I was goin' wherever Benji was goin'\nWe ate the whole cake crumbs 'til the Entenmann's gone\nMade history at night and reminisce in the morn'\nI'm talkin ten years before Dre put Eminem on\nBefore Roc and G-Unit we had Kiss and them on\nI'm talkin' more Styles than P before Biggie was gone\nAnd almost twenty years later still Biggie we mourn\nBaby baby, yeah, baby baby\nYeah, these Harlem streets raised me\nMama know she made me a million dollar baby\nLook at me now, shit's crazy\nWater risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\nWater risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\nDrift and I'm so far away from shore\nSo unsure, so unsure\nSomebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\nSomebody, somebody help, somebody help me\nLa Cosa Nostra, move like we're supposed to\nRich like Oprah, bitch, hold the toaster\nWe in the Benz Sprinter right on the sofa\nInside's cream, the outsides is mocha\nCoffee color, I buy a bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\nOf course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\nStill haunt me\nFacin' times, square nigga, you can't taunt me\nI'm a rocket, you can't launch me\nGift of soul, drift cool rides along me\nGo ahead and Diddy Bop\nFlyin' through the city block sittin' in a pretty drop\nActin' like a idiat, yeah, I mean a idiot\nMillions on these diamonds, shit, lookin' hidious\nBut I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\nAnd I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\nWater risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\nWater risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\nDrift and I'm so far away from shore (so far away, so far away)\nSo unsure, so unsure\nSomebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\nSomebody, somebody help, somebody help me","syncedLyrics":"[00:49.07] Last night was like my last night\n[00:50.86] High as fuck behind the wheel, I almost crashed twice\n[00:53.52] And when you worth half a bill people mad nice\n[00:56.21] But when that money go that's when all the hunnies go\n[00:59.05] Everything was wonderful until we ended under scope\n[01:00.84] On the corner, Air Force One, Polo to bubble coats\n[01:04.48] We was selling dope\n[01:05.35] I had a key looking like I had a ton of coke\n[01:08.09] Cause I would never let me see me sweat\n[01:10.72] See me stress, no even bet\n[01:12.58] We was up 24 for that paper like CVS\n[01:14.33] Cause they was playing checkers, they really believe in chess\n[01:17.09] We jump pawns, knock down queens and screamin', \"check\"\n[01:19.85] Cause I was runnin with Big, you was doin it small\n[01:22.53] I was building a bridge, you was hoping it'd fall\n[01:25.27] Cop cook and collect, raise a coke and a straw\n[01:27.07] We been getting this money, these bitches know who we are\n[01:30.65] I'm from a hood where 14 bricks\n[01:32.46] Will have your homie try and do you like Po did Mitch\n[01:35.16] I used to go to my chicks spot like, \"hold this brick\"\n[01:37.85] Young nigga told me I'm old, I said, \"old and rich\"\n[01:40.66] Then I said, \"you better pray you make it old as this\"\n[01:43.32] And when you catch a case, boy, don't spill them bowl of grits\n[01:46.09] And niggas they break fast when that toaster lick\n[01:48.73] And ain't no Instagram when they postin' pics\n[01:51.45] Just a bulletin board circling him and his boys\n[01:54.14] Wasn't ready to lace boots and had Timberlands on\n[01:56.88] I got paper wasn't doin what all these niggas was doin'\n[01:59.53] I hit the road and I was going wherever Benji was goin'\n[02:02.32] We ate the whole cake crumbs 'til the Entamens gone\n[02:05.04] Made history at night and reminisce in the mornin\n[02:07.70] I'm talkin ten years before Dre put Eminem on\n[02:10.49] Before Roc and G-Unit we had Kiss and them on\n[02:13.18] I'm talkin more Styles than P before Biggie was gone\n[02:15.82] And almost twenty years later still Biggie we mourn\n[02:18.53] Baby baby, yeah, baby baby\n[02:21.32] Yeah, these harlem streets raised me\n[02:23.11] Mama know she made me a million dollar baby\n[02:26.79] Look at me now, shit's crazy\n[02:29.41] Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n[02:35.83] Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n[02:39.48] Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n[02:40.35] So unsure, so unsure\n[02:43.92] Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n[02:47.52] Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n[02:51.18] La Cosa Nostra, move like we're supposed to\n[02:52.99] Rich like Oprah, bitch, hold the toaster\n[02:55.70] We in the Benz Sprinter right on the sofa\n[02:58.43] Inside's cream, the outside's mocha\n[03:01.16] Coffee color, I buy a bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\n[03:04.76] Of course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\n[03:08.39] Still haunt me\n[03:09.22] Facing times square nigga, you can't taunt me\n[03:12.98] I'm a rocket, you can't launch me\n[03:14.78] Gift of soul, drift cool rides along me\n[03:17.46] Go ahead and Diddy Pop\n[03:19.23] Flying through a city block sittin' in a pretty drop\n[03:21.93] Acting like a idiat, yeah, I mean idiot\n[03:24.74] Millions on these diamonds, shit, lookin hidious\n[03:27.47] But I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\n[03:30.15] And I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\n[03:32.89] Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n[03:38.28] Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n[03:41.03] Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n[03:45.56] So unsure, so unsure\n[03:50.90] Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n[03:51.87] Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n[03:54.68] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Help Me\n  artist: Diddy\n  album: MMM\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Last night was like my last night\n  start_ms: 49070\n  end_ms: 50860\n- text: High as fuck behind the wheel, I almost crashed twice\n  start_ms: 50860\n  end_ms: 53520\n- text: And when you worth half a bill people mad nice\n  start_ms: 53520\n  end_ms: 56210\n- text: But when that money go that's when all the hunnies go\n  start_ms: 56210\n  end_ms: 59050\n- text: Everything was wonderful until we ended under scope\n  start_ms: 59050\n  end_ms: 60840\n- text: On the corner, Air Force One, Polo to bubble coats\n  start_ms: 60840\n  end_ms: 64480\n- text: We was 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Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  start_ms: 212890\n  end_ms: 218280\n- text: Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  start_ms: 218280\n  end_ms: 221030\n- text: Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n  start_ms: 221030\n  end_ms: 225560\n- text: So unsure, so unsure\n  start_ms: 225560\n  end_ms: 230900\n- text: Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  start_ms: 230900\n  end_ms: 231870\n- text: Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n  start_ms: 231870\n  end_ms: 234680\nplain: |-\n  Nigga like me, man\n  I love the game, I love the hustle\n  I be feelin' like one of the ball playin' niggas, you know?\n  Like Byrd or Magic or something\n  Yeah, you know a nigga got dough, a nigga could leave the league\n  But if I leave, the fans still gon' love me man?\n  Last night was like my last night\n  High as fuck behind the wheel, I almost crashed twice\n  And when you worth half a bill' people mad nice\n  But when that money go that's when all the hunnies go\n  Everything was wonderful until we ended under scope\n  On the corner, Air Force One, Polo to bubble coats\n  We was sellin' dope\n  I had a key lookin' like I had a ton of coke\n  'Cause I would never let 'em see me sweat\n  See me stress, no even bet\n  We was up twenty-four for that paper like CVS\n  'Cause they was playin' checkers, ain't really believe in chess\n  We jump pawns, knock down queens and screamin', \"Check\"\n  I was runnin with Big, you was doin it small\n  I was buildin' a bridge, you was hopin' it'd fall\n  Cop, cook and collect, razor coke and a straw\n  We been gettin' this money, these bitches know who we are\n  I'm from a hood where fourteen bricks\n  Will have your homie try and do you like Po did Mitch\n  I used to go to my chicks spot like, \"Hold this brick\"\n  Young nigga told me I'm old, I said, \"Old and rich\"\n  Then I said, \"You better pray you make it old as this\"\n  And when you catch a case, boy, don't spill them bowl of grits\n  And niggas they break fast when that toaster lick\n  And ain't no Instagram when they postin' pics\n  Just a bulletin board circlin' him and his boys\n  Wasn't ready to lace his boots and had Timberlands on\n  I got paper, wasn't doin' what all these niggas was doin'\n  I hit the road and I was goin' wherever Benji was goin'\n  We ate the whole cake crumbs 'til the Entenmann's gone\n  Made history at night and reminisce in the morn'\n  I'm talkin ten years before Dre put Eminem on\n  Before Roc and G-Unit we had Kiss and them on\n  I'm talkin' more Styles than P before Biggie was gone\n  And almost twenty years later still Biggie we mourn\n  Baby baby, yeah, baby baby\n  Yeah, these Harlem streets raised me\n  Mama know she made me a million dollar baby\n  Look at me now, shit's crazy\n  Water risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Water risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n  So unsure, so unsure\n  Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n  La Cosa Nostra, move like we're supposed to\n  Rich like Oprah, bitch, hold the toaster\n  We in the Benz Sprinter right on the sofa\n  Inside's cream, the outsides is mocha\n  Coffee color, I buy a bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\n  Of course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\n  Still haunt me\n  Facin' times, square nigga, you can't taunt me\n  I'm a rocket, you can't launch me\n  Gift of soul, drift cool rides along me\n  Go ahead and Diddy Bop\n  Flyin' through the city block sittin' in a pretty drop\n  Actin' like a idiat, yeah, I mean a idiot\n  Millions on these diamonds, shit, lookin' hidious\n  But I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\n  And I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\n  Water risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Water risin' fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Drift and I'm so far away from shore (so far away, so far away)\n  So unsure, so unsure\n  Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n"},{"id":21109197,"name":"Doctor, Doctor (Help Me Please)","trackName":"Doctor, Doctor (Help Me Please)","artistName":"A La Carte","albumName":"Do Wah Diddy Diddy Roung","duration":340.793469,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Got to see him, see him, see him\nIn a disco club last night\nShe saw him, saw him, saw him\nIn a disco club last night, ah\nWe were dancing and romancing\nI really felt alright\nThey were dancing, dancing, dancing\nThey held each other tight\nThen they kissed me, kissed me, kissed me\nAnd i wished that he would stay\nThen he kissed her, kissed her, kissed her\nShe fell in love\nFrom that magic, magic moment\nHeaven's just a step way\nFrom that magic, magic moment\nHeaven's just a step way\nOh doctor, doctor help me please\nI've got the trembles in my knees\nI really felt electrified\nCause of the power he supplied\nCan't resist that angel-eyed handsome child\nOf aphrodite\nOh doctor, doctor help me please\nNo i never, never, never\nFelt this way before\nShe never, never, never,\nMet a man like this before\nIf it's love, love, love\nOh lord, then give me more\nIf it's love, love, love\nOh lord, then give me more\nBut my mama, mama told me\nThat love can make you blind\nWell, her mama, mama told her\nTrue love's so hard to find\nSo i better cool it,\nOr i will lose my mind\nShe better cool it, cool it\nOr she will lose her mind\nOh doctor, doctor help me please...\nCan't this be love\nThen give me more\nI never felt this way before\nIf this is love\nThen give me more\nI never felt this way before\nOh doctor, doctor help me please.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Doctor, Doctor (Help Me Please)\n  artist: A La Carte\n  album: Do Wah Diddy Diddy Roung\n  duration_ms: 340793\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Got to see him, see him, see him\n  In a disco club last night\n  She saw him, saw him, saw him\n  In a disco club last night, ah\n  We were dancing and romancing\n  I really felt alright\n  They were dancing, dancing, dancing\n  They held each other tight\n  Then they kissed me, kissed me, kissed me\n  And i wished that he would stay\n  Then he kissed her, kissed her, kissed her\n  She fell in love\n  From that magic, magic moment\n  Heaven's just a step way\n  From that magic, magic moment\n  Heaven's just a step way\n  Oh doctor, doctor help me please\n  I've got the trembles in my knees\n  I really felt electrified\n  Cause of the power he supplied\n  Can't resist that angel-eyed handsome child\n  Of aphrodite\n  Oh doctor, doctor help me please\n  No i never, never, never\n  Felt this way before\n  She never, never, never,\n  Met a man like this before\n  If it's love, love, love\n  Oh lord, then give me more\n  If it's love, love, love\n  Oh lord, then give me more\n  But my mama, mama told me\n  That love can make you blind\n  Well, her mama, mama told her\n  True love's so hard to find\n  So i better cool it,\n  Or i will lose my mind\n  She better cool it, cool it\n  Or she will lose her mind\n  Oh doctor, doctor help me please...\n  Can't this be love\n  Then give me more\n  I never felt this way before\n  If this is love\n  Then give me more\n  I never felt this way before\n  Oh doctor, doctor help me please.\n"},{"id":25173797,"name":"Doctor, Doctor (Help Me Please)","trackName":"Doctor, Doctor (Help Me Please)","artistName":"A La Carte","albumName":"Do Wah Diddy Diddy Round","duration":342.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Got to see him, see him, see him\nIn a disco club last night\nShe saw him, saw him, saw him\nIn a disco club last night, ah\nWe were dancing and romancing\nI really felt alright\nThey were dancing, dancing, dancing\nThey held each other tight\nThen they kissed me, kissed me, kissed me\nAnd i wished that he would stay\nThen he kissed her, kissed her, kissed her\nShe fell in love\nFrom that magic, magic moment\nHeaven's just a step way\nFrom that magic, magic 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fast, I'm sinkin'\nWater rising fast, I'm sinkin'\nDrift and I'm so far away from shore\nSo unsure, so unsure\nSomebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\nSomebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n\nLa Cosa Nostra, move like we're supposed to\nRich like Oprah, bitch, hold the toaster\nWe in the Benz Sprinter right on the sofa\nInside's cream, the outside's mocha\nCoffee color, I buy a bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\nOf course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\nStill haunt me\nFacing times square nigga, you can't taunt me\nI'm a rocket, you can't launch me\nGift of soul, drift cool rides along me\nGo ahead and Diddy Pop\nFlying through a city block sittin' in a pretty drop\nActing like a idiat, yeah, I mean idiot\nMillions on these diamonds, shit, lookin hidious\nBut I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\nAnd I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\n\nWater rising fast, I'm sinkin'\nWater rising fast, I'm sinkin'\nDrift and I'm so far away from shore\nSo 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bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\n  start_ms: 181160\n  end_ms: 184760\n- text: Of course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\n  start_ms: 184760\n  end_ms: 188390\n- text: Still haunt me\n  start_ms: 188390\n  end_ms: 189220\n- text: Facing times square nigga, you can't taunt me\n  start_ms: 189220\n  end_ms: 192980\n- text: I'm a rocket, you can't launch me\n  start_ms: 192980\n  end_ms: 194780\n- text: Gift of soul, drift cool rides along me\n  start_ms: 194780\n  end_ms: 197460\n- text: Go ahead and Diddy Pop\n  start_ms: 197460\n  end_ms: 199230\n- text: Flying through a city block sittin' in a pretty drop\n  start_ms: 199230\n  end_ms: 201930\n- text: Acting like a idiat, yeah, I mean idiot\n  start_ms: 201930\n  end_ms: 204740\n- text: Millions on these diamonds, shit, lookin hidious\n  start_ms: 204740\n  end_ms: 207470\n- text: But I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\n  start_ms: 207470\n  end_ms: 210150\n- text: And I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\n  start_ms: 210150\n  end_ms: 212890\n- text: Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  start_ms: 212890\n  end_ms: 218280\n- text: Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  start_ms: 218280\n  end_ms: 221030\n- text: Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n  start_ms: 221030\n  end_ms: 225560\n- text: So unsure, so unsure\n  start_ms: 225560\n  end_ms: 230900\n- text: Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  start_ms: 230900\n  end_ms: 231870\n- text: Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n  start_ms: 231870\n  end_ms: 234680\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 234680\nplain: |-\n  Last night was like my last night\n  High as fuck behind the wheel, I almost crashed twice\n  And when you worth half a bill people mad nice\n  But when that money go that's when all the hunnies go\n  Everything was wonderful until we ended under scope\n  On the corner, Air Force One, Polo to bubble coats\n  We was selling dope\n  I had a key looking like I had a ton of coke\n  Cause I would never let me see me sweat\n  See me stress, no even bet\n  We was up 24 for that paper like CVS\n  Cause they was playing checkers, they really believe in chess\n  We jump pawns, knock down queens and screamin', \"check\"\n  Cause I was runnin with Big, you was doin it small\n  I was building a bridge, you was hoping it'd fall\n  Cop cook and collect, raise a coke and a straw\n  We been getting this money, these bitches know who we are\n  I'm from a hood where 14 bricks\n  Will have your homie try and do you like Po did Mitch\n  I used to go to my chicks spot like, \"hold this brick\"\n  Young nigga told me I'm old, I said, \"old and rich\"\n  Then I said, \"you better pray you make it old as this\"\n  And when you catch a case, boy, don't spill them bowl of grits\n  And niggas they break fast when that toaster lick\n  And ain't no Instagram when they postin' pics\n  Just a bulletin board circling him and his boys\n  Wasn't ready to lace boots and had Timberlands on\n  I got paper wasn't doin what all these niggas was doin'\n  I hit the road and I was going wherever Benji was goin'\n  We ate the whole cake crumbs 'til the Entamens gone\n  Made history at night and reminisce in the mornin\n  I'm talkin ten years before Dre put Eminem on\n  Before Roc and G-Unit we had Kiss and them on\n  I'm talkin more Styles than P before Biggie was gone\n  And almost twenty years later still Biggie we mourn\n  Baby baby, yeah, baby baby\n  Yeah, these harlem streets raised me\n  Mama know she made me a million dollar baby\n  Look at me now, shit's crazy\n\n  Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n  So unsure, so unsure\n  Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n\n  La Cosa Nostra, move like we're supposed to\n  Rich like Oprah, bitch, hold the toaster\n  We in the Benz Sprinter right on the sofa\n  Inside's cream, the outside's mocha\n  Coffee color, I buy a bitch a fur coat to match the yorkie color\n  Of course he rugged, mean dreams that haunt a brother\n  Still haunt me\n  Facing times square nigga, you can't taunt me\n  I'm a rocket, you can't launch me\n  Gift of soul, drift cool rides along me\n  Go ahead and Diddy Pop\n  Flying through a city block sittin' in a pretty drop\n  Acting like a idiat, yeah, I mean idiot\n  Millions on these diamonds, shit, lookin hidious\n  But I know my mind probably came from the pyramids\n  And I'm in a zone on my own, be clear of it\n\n  Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Water rising fast, I'm sinkin'\n  Drift and I'm so far away from shore\n  So unsure, so unsure\n  Somebody help, somebody, somebody, somebody\n  Somebody, somebody help, somebody help me\n"}]