[{"id":7209757,"name":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","trackName":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","artistName":"EPMD","albumName":"Business Never Personal","duration":132.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\nI'm dope, some don't believe me\nUnless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\nAim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\nThe underground rapper who's wrecking\nI pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\nI'm strapped at all time, Jack\nNine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\nI must stay focus and keep my mind open\nThe world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\nFor punks trying to get respect and yearning\nMess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\nI'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\nI also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\nSo chill, back the hell up and get a grip\nGet off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\nLike the Rude Boys said\n? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\nIt's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\nSinging, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\nI bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\nPoof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\nDress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\nTo hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\nSqueeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\nI ain't going out on some bullshit\nBank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\nCan't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n(So, what's the name?)\nJohn Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\nLike Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n(It's the new style)\nTime to get mine\n\n'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\nSo keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\nNow I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Nobody’s Safe Chump\n  artist: EPMD\n  album: Business Never Personal\n  duration_ms: 132000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\n  I'm dope, some don't believe me\n  Unless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\n  Aim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\n  The underground rapper who's wrecking\n  I pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\n  I'm strapped at all time, Jack\n  Nine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\n  I must stay focus and keep my mind open\n  The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\n  For punks trying to get respect and yearning\n  Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\n  I'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\n  I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\n  So chill, back the hell up and get a grip\n  Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\n  Like the Rude Boys said\n  ? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\n  It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n  'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\n  Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\n  I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\n  Poof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\n  Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\n  To hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\n  Squeeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n  'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\n  I ain't going out on some bullshit\n  Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\n  Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n  (So, what's the name?)\n  John Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n  'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\n  Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n  (It's the new style)\n  Time to get mine\n\n  'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\n  So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\n  Now I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n"},{"id":32781744,"name":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","trackName":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","artistName":"EPMD","albumName":"Business Never Personal","duration":119.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\nI'm dope, some don't believe me\nUnless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\nAim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\nThe underground rapper who's wrecking\nI pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\nI'm strapped at all time, Jack\nNine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\nI must stay focus and keep my mind open\nThe world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\nFor punks trying to get respect and yearning\nMess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\nI'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\nI also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\nSo chill, back the hell up and get a grip\nGet off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\nLike the Rude Boys said\n? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\nIt's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\nSinging, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\nI bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\nPoof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\nDress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\nTo hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\nSqueeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\nI ain't going out on some bullshit\nBank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\nCan't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n(So, what's the name?)\nJohn Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\nLike Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n(It's the new style)\nTime to get mine\n\n'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\nSo keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\nNow I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Nobody’s Safe Chump\n  artist: EPMD\n  album: Business Never Personal\n  duration_ms: 119000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\n  I'm dope, some don't believe me\n  Unless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\n  Aim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\n  The underground rapper who's wrecking\n  I pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\n  I'm strapped at all time, Jack\n  Nine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\n  I must stay focus and keep my mind open\n  The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\n  For punks trying to get respect and yearning\n  Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\n  I'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\n  I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\n  So chill, back the hell up and get a grip\n  Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\n  Like the Rude Boys said\n  ? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\n  It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n  'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\n  Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\n  I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\n  Poof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\n  Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\n  To hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\n  Squeeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n  'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\n  I ain't going out on some bullshit\n  Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\n  Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n  (So, what's the name?)\n  John Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n  'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\n  Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n  (It's the new style)\n  Time to get mine\n\n  'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\n  So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\n  Now I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n"},{"id":20131014,"name":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","trackName":"Nobody’s Safe Chump","artistName":"EPMD","albumName":"Business Never Personal","duration":134.640417,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\nI'm dope, some don't believe me\nUnless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\nAim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\nThe underground rapper who's wrecking\nI pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\nI'm strapped at all time, Jack\nNine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\nI must stay focus and keep my mind open\nThe world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\nFor punks trying to get respect and yearning\nMess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\nI'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\nI also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\nSo chill, back the hell up and get a grip\nGet off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\nLike the Rude Boys said\n? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\nIt's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\nSinging, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\nI bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\nPoof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\nDress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\nTo hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\nSqueeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\nI ain't going out on some bullshit\nBank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\nCan't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n(So, what's the name?)\nJohn Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\nLike Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n(It's the new style)\nTime to get mine\n\n'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\nSo keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\nNow I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\nNobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Nobody’s Safe Chump\n  artist: EPMD\n  album: Business Never Personal\n  duration_ms: 134640\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Ah, yeah, it's the home of the microphone master, Houdini\n  I'm dope, some don't believe me\n  Unless, I stress and bust a cap from steel\n  Aim for the dome, show 'em that I'm real hardcore\n\n  The underground rapper who's wrecking\n  I pack a Smith & Wesson on my right section\n  I'm strapped at all time, Jack\n  Nine mills to gap, for a punk, suck new jack\n\n  I must stay focus and keep my mind open\n  The world's mass confusion, there mad guns smoking\n  For punks trying to get respect and yearning\n  Mess around and catch a bad one from Erick Sermon\n\n  I'm serious, boy but not Jermaine Jackson\n  I also have a 12 gauge shotgun for action\n  So chill, back the hell up and get a grip\n  Get off that, thinking that you're all that real quick\n  Like the Rude Boys said\n  ? It's written all over your face, punk, nobody's safe?\n\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n\n  It's the hardcore rap music that make your ears ring\n  'Joys of Funk' produce a song to make my fans sing\n  Singing, swinging, hum along, thump my rap song\n  I bet I get wreck on a DL, then the P's gone\n\n  Poof, no phone booth, cape or tight suit\n  Dress in all black, black skullcap, black down goose\n  To hide the mock bird, word wit the pistol grip\n  Squeeze 'em quick, show who's crossing wit the loose lip\n\n  'Cuz loose lips sink ships, don't need a ship to catch a nine clip\n  I ain't going out on some bullshit\n  Bank shot, corner pocket, now watch me rock it\n  Can't mock the rap style so, boy, stop it\n\n  (So, what's the name?)\n  John Doe, 'k, it's a slow flow\n  'Swiss Miff' crazy, the boy's loco\n  Like Neon Deion Sanders, call him prime time\n  (It's the new style)\n  Time to get mine\n\n  'Cuz nobody's safe in the fast pace of the rap race\n  So keep your hoodies on and your boots laced\n  Now I'm out, beaming back to the Boondocks\n  Nobody's safe chump, so keep your doors locked\n"}]