[{"id":33954818,"name":"Good Guy","trackName":"Good Guy","artistName":"EMINEM","albumName":"Good Guy","duration":142.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Here we go aga-ain, from heroes to villains\nUsed to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted\nA couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with\nBut still it gave me hope\nThat we'll get through it together, a severed earlobe\nMailed to you in a E-N-V-E lope\nWould be dope, but\nWhat kind of lengths can you go?\nPull a Vincent Van Gogh, just to convince a damn hoe\n\nTo be a housewife who outright lies\nShe's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive\nI ran outside, why's she tryna act out?\nShe's just about my size\nHit me in the mouth twice\nGuys, when someone you die for\nSticks a steak knife in your heart\nDo you try more?\n\nAnother late night in\nShe stumbles through my door, lets the daylight in\nAnd all we do's fight more\nAnd I ain't violent\nBut she's goin' through my drawers to plant the K-Y in\nI'm gettin' accused by a whore\nWho smells like St. Ides and\nWho's has probably screwed five more guys\nSucked eight, nine men\nI'm takin' two-by-fours, to our eight-by-tens\n\nBitch it's you I tore, out the frame, I win\nPut up a new high score, beat this game I'm in\nAnd here's some two-ply for\nWhen you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass\nWhen you moved your bowels\nWhen we renewed our vows\n\nThis the thanks I get?\nI'm waitin' for the day\nI can hear you say, Marshall, what a skank I've been\nAnd there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him\nGot your tubes tied for him\nGot that boob job for him\n\nHurts me to my core\nBut the pain I'm in, after you I swore\nTo make the gray skies in\nHere comes the rays like when\nYou get a pay hike, and, am I the good guy, or?\nDo I just play like him and hope that he dumps you?\nIt's like the dream come true, just to scream, fuck you\nGuess you take life in the same way you play dice then\n'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snakes eyes in\n\nSince you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\nThey'll call me guilty\nYou bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\nEven though you know the real me\nYou can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\nAnd I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\nBut I'll let you say that you're the good guy\n\n'Cause this ain't what love looks like\nYou can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\nAnd I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\nBut I'll let you say that you're the good guy\nPlay like you're the good guy\nPlay like, play like, play like you're the good guy","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.19] Here we go aga-ain, from heroes to villains\n[00:02.88] Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted\n[00:05.93] A couple of times, so we had a slippery slope to deal with\n[00:09.17] But still it gave me hope\n[00:10.70] That we'll get through it together, a severed earlobe\n[00:13.87] Mailed to you in a E-N-V-E lope\n[00:16.09] Would be dope, but\n[00:16.91] What kind of lengths can you go?\n[00:18.37] Pull a Vincent Van Gogh, just to convince a damn hoe\n[00:21.30] To be a housewife who outright lies\n[00:23.65] She's blackout drunk, now she's backin' out my drive\n[00:26.44] I ran outside, why's she tryna act out?\n[00:28.55] She's just about my size\n[00:30.07] Hit me in the mouth twice\n[00:31.27] Guys, when someone you die for\n[00:33.04] Sticks a steak knife in your heart\n[00:34.77] Do you try more?\n[00:35.87] Another late night in\n[00:37.08] She stumbles through my door, lets the daylight in\n[00:39.63] And all we do's fight more\n[00:41.13] And I ain't violent\n[00:42.28] But she's goin' through my drawers to plant the K-Y in\n[00:44.96] I'm gettin' accused by a whore\n[00:46.42] Who smells like St. Ides and\n[00:47.87] Who's has probably screwed five more guys\n[00:49.32] Sucked eight, nine men\n[00:50.26] I'm takin' two-by-fours, to our eight-by-tens\n[00:53.10] Bitch it's you I tore, out the frame, I win\n[00:55.67] Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in\n[00:58.23] And here's some two-ply for\n[00:59.86] When you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass\n[01:02.56] When you moved your bowels\n[01:03.71] When we renewed our vows\n[01:05.19] This the thanks I get?\n[01:06.43] I'm waitin' for the day\n[01:07.52] I can hear you say, Marshall, what a skank I've been\n[01:09.97] And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him\n[01:13.12] Got your tubes tied for him\n[01:14.43] Got that boob job for him\n[01:15.84] Hurts me to my core\n[01:17.03] But the pain I'm in, after you I swore\n[01:19.59] To make the gray skies in\n[01:20.99] Here comes the rays like when\n[01:22.59] You get a pay hike, and, am I the good guy, or?\n[01:25.06] Do I just play like him and hope that he dumps you?\n[01:27.76] It's like the dream come true, just to scream, fuck you\n[01:30.23] Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then\n[01:32.94] 'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snakes eyes in\n[01:35.64] Since you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\n[01:39.52] They'll call me guilty\n[01:41.27] You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\n[01:44.69] Even though you know the real me\n[01:46.60] You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\n[01:49.14] And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\n[01:51.10] But I'll let you say that you're the good guy\n[01:56.97] 'Cause this ain't what love looks like\n[02:02.36] You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\n[02:05.27] And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\n[02:07.18] But I'll let you say that you're the good guy\n[02:13.23] Play like you're the good guy\n[02:16.60] Play like, play like, play like you're the good guy\n[02:20.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Good Guy\n artist: EMINEM\n album: Good Guy\n duration_ms: 142000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Here we go aga-ain, from heroes to villains\n start_ms: 190\n end_ms: 2880\n- text: Used to be your Romeo, but we were both were jilted\n start_ms: 2880\n end_ms: 5930\n- 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in\n[00:44.96] I'm gettin' accused by a whore\n[00:46.42] Who smells like St. Ides and\n[00:47.87] Who's has probably screwed five more guys\n[00:49.32] Sucked eight, nine men\n[00:50.26] I'm takin' two-by-fours, to our eight-by-tens\n[00:53.10] Bitch it's you I tore, out the frame, I win\n[00:55.67] Put up a new high score, beat this game I'm in\n[00:58.23] And here's some two-ply for\n[00:59.86] When you date my friends, in order to wipe your ass\n[01:02.56] When you moved your bowels\n[01:03.71] When we renewed our vows\n[01:05.19] This the thanks I get?\n[01:06.43] I'm waitin' for the day\n[01:07.52] I can hear you say, Marshall, what a skank I've been\n[01:09.97] And there's a new guy, you're being replaced by him\n[01:13.12] Got your tubes tied for him\n[01:14.43] Got that boob job for him\n[01:15.84] Hurts me to my core\n[01:17.03] But the pain I'm in, after you I swore\n[01:19.59] To make the gray skies in\n[01:20.99] Here comes the rays like when\n[01:22.59] You get a pay 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swore\n[01:19.59] To make the gray skies in\n[01:20.99] Here comes the rays like when\n[01:22.59] You get a pay hike, and, am I the good guy, or?\n[01:25.06] Do I just play like him and hope that he dumps you?\n[01:27.76] It's like the dream come true, just to scream, fuck you\n[01:30.23] Guess you take life in the same way you play dice then\n[01:32.94] 'Cause you just look at me and roll them little snakes eyes in\n[01:35.64] Since you bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\n[01:39.52] They'll call me guilty\n[01:41.27] You bought the jury, they'll call me guilty\n[01:44.69] Even though you know the real me\n[01:46.60] You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\n[01:49.14] And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\n[01:51.10] But I'll let you say that you're the good guy\n[01:56.97] 'Cause this ain't what love looks like\n[02:02.36] You can't beat a cheater, convince a nonbeliever\n[02:05.27] And I ain't in my feelings, I'm out\n[02:07.18] But I'll let you say that you're the good 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