[{"id":39438068,"name":"Off The Wall","trackName":"Off The Wall","artistName":"Eminem & Redman","albumName":"Off The Wall","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yo\n(Yo)\nLook!\n(Yo)\n\nNo matter what people say\nI'm gon' keep rapping this way\nNo matter what you may think\nI'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\nOne of the worst things\nIs fat, bald men decided to write songs\nAnd teach Mouseketeers to sing\nI'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors\n\nSo she gets fifty years of bad luck\nClub and swear at Christina Aguilera\nWhen I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara\n(Bitch!)\n\nYou aware of this rap terrorist with a therapist\nWith a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants\nGot a habit of holding Tylenol in his hands\nTill it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands\n(So who is it?)\n\nThe fool who visits the playground\nWith two biscuits to lay down the school district\nGet pissed with a whip with a Marseburg\nWith a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit\n\nSniff glue sticks like I give two shits\nIf I get too rich I just get sued\n\nYo I leave with no engine\nAfter I blow four in ya\nOne handstand on top of your ninja\nCrashin' Doc stir the madness\n\nWe all out of work like Tony Atlas\nWalking with cans in a laundry basket\nAmerica's most with the army after us\nFuck flossin' we take what's yours\n\nUnload fifteen like an ace and four\nI'm out of work but Doc laid them off\n(Shit! The power's out)\nThe tape is off\n\nYo who target it from arsonists?\nPaper make pens filled with arsenic\nI got hoes that don't know what Prada is\nDoc can shave up, cut your barber miss\n[Unverified]\n\nI turn out camps in to crystal lakes\nAnd fuck bitches face is what I'mma do\n'Cause that's what white boy Tyno do\n\nSo how's everybody doing tonight?\nHope you in the mood to get drunk\nTo screw and to fight\n'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\nSo suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this\n\nSo how's everybody feeling tonight?\nHope you in the mood to get rude\nAnd illin' to fight\n'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\nSo suck my dick if you don't wanna bump\n\nNo matter what people say\nI'm gon' keep rapping this way\nNo matter what you may think\nI'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\nYo when my gat spit it hospital son admitted\nRip your lips off kiss my ass with it\nSlap bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths\n(Print it!)\n\nWe ex and ass of tabs did it\nI'm what's happening with no rerun\nDoc rob Dinero when the heat come\nMy barrel hangs out the Camero\n\nAimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe from\nFlash the gat your town bow guarded\nYour wallet, your chain the main target\nBeef is like cold engine, don't start it\n\nBust in the air and hit an airplane pilot\nWe pound you, rap surround sounds around you\nFrom ten speed and brown shoe\nDoc and Eminem, cock the M&M\n\nBlood flows with 2Paclypse and them\nIt's like Funk Doctor\n\nMr. Punk Rocker\nGot the drug stock inside the lunch box\nPop junk like I just got jumped\nPop the trunk and pull out the shotgun pump\n\nKnock wood, it's all good, thank God for vodka\nBut with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker\nProbably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic\nWith an automatic calling me up there\n\nMy man Stan with a gat in his hand\nStaking my house out in a damn tinted Sedan\nPull your mouth out till you can't finish a damn\nHam sandwich or your canned spinach or Spam\n\nYou gotta sip through a straw\nShop lift through the mall\nPictures of me on my mom's living room wall\nHey ma maybe I'll give you a call\n\nSike! You fucking bitch!\nSuck a dick and two balls\nI'm giving you all my shocking script\nWhich is to piss a priest off with this\nPop more pills than police officers\n\nArrive at the scene to pull me off of Kim\nTeeth off my dick, hands off my balls\nBut y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all\n'Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall\nI might as well be a painting smashed on the floor\n\nSo how's everybody feeling tonight?\nHope you in the mood to get rude\nAnd illin' to fight\n'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\nSo suck my dick if you don't wanna bump\n\nSo how's everybody doing tonight?\nHope you in the mood to get drunk\nTo screw and to fight\n'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\nSo suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this\n\nNo matter what people say\nI'm gon' keep rapping this way\nNo matter what you may think\nI'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\nNo matter what people say\nI'm gon' keep doing my thing\nNo matter, oh!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Off The Wall\n  artist: Eminem & Redman\n  album: Off The Wall\n  duration_ms: 236077\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yo\n  (Yo)\n  Look!\n  (Yo)\n\n  No matter what people say\n  I'm gon' keep rapping this way\n  No matter what you may think\n  I'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\n  One of the worst things\n  Is fat, bald men decided to write songs\n  And teach Mouseketeers to sing\n  I'll stick Britney Spears in a room full of mirrors\n\n  So she gets fifty years of bad luck\n  Club and swear at Christina Aguilera\n  When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara\n  (Bitch!)\n\n  You aware of this rap terrorist with a therapist\n  With a hair up his ass like a rabbit crawled up his pants\n  Got a habit of holding Tylenol in his hands\n  Till it melts in his fucking palms and dissolves in his glands\n  (So who is it?)\n\n  The fool who visits the playground\n  With two biscuits to lay down the school district\n  Get pissed with a whip with a Marseburg\n  With a pistol grip and fed pit bull shit\n\n  Sniff glue sticks like I give two shits\n  If I get too rich I just get sued\n\n  Yo I leave with no engine\n  After I blow four in ya\n  One handstand on top of your ninja\n  Crashin' Doc stir the madness\n\n  We all out of work like Tony Atlas\n  Walking with cans in a laundry basket\n  America's most with the army after us\n  Fuck flossin' we take what's yours\n\n  Unload fifteen like an ace and four\n  I'm out of work but Doc laid them off\n  (Shit! The power's out)\n  The tape is off\n\n  Yo who target it from arsonists?\n  Paper make pens filled with arsenic\n  I got hoes that don't know what Prada is\n  Doc can shave up, cut your barber miss\n  [Unverified]\n\n  I turn out camps in to crystal lakes\n  And fuck bitches face is what I'mma do\n  'Cause that's what white boy Tyno do\n\n  So how's everybody doing tonight?\n  Hope you in the mood to get drunk\n  To screw and to fight\n  'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\n  So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this\n\n  So how's everybody feeling tonight?\n  Hope you in the mood to get rude\n  And illin' to fight\n  'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\n  So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump\n\n  No matter what people say\n  I'm gon' keep rapping this way\n  No matter what you may think\n  I'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\n  Yo when my gat spit it hospital son admitted\n  Rip your lips off kiss my ass with it\n  Slap bitches, Doc, Marshall Maths\n  (Print it!)\n\n  We ex and ass of tabs did it\n  I'm what's happening with no rerun\n  Doc rob Dinero when the heat come\n  My barrel hangs out the Camero\n\n  Aimed at the nose when them hoes is hard to breathe from\n  Flash the gat your town bow guarded\n  Your wallet, your chain the main target\n  Beef is like cold engine, don't start it\n\n  Bust in the air and hit an airplane pilot\n  We pound you, rap surround sounds around you\n  From ten speed and brown shoe\n  Doc and Eminem, cock the M&M\n\n  Blood flows with 2Paclypse and them\n  It's like Funk Doctor\n\n  Mr. Punk Rocker\n  Got the drug stock inside the lunch box\n  Pop junk like I just got jumped\n  Pop the trunk and pull out the shotgun pump\n\n  Knock wood, it's all good, thank God for vodka\n  But with my luck, I'll probably get shot by a stalker\n  Probably got a Fanatic waiting upstairs in the attic\n  With an automatic calling me up there\n\n  My man Stan with a gat in his hand\n  Staking my house out in a damn tinted Sedan\n  Pull your mouth out till you can't finish a damn\n  Ham sandwich or your canned spinach or Spam\n\n  You gotta sip through a straw\n  Shop lift through the mall\n  Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall\n  Hey ma maybe I'll give you a call\n\n  Sike! You fucking bitch!\n  Suck a dick and two balls\n  I'm giving you all my shocking script\n  Which is to piss a priest off with this\n  Pop more pills than police officers\n\n  Arrive at the scene to pull me off of Kim\n  Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls\n  But y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all\n  'Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall\n  I might as well be a painting smashed on the floor\n\n  So how's everybody feeling tonight?\n  Hope you in the mood to get rude\n  And illin' to fight\n  'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\n  So suck my dick if you don't wanna bump\n\n  So how's everybody doing tonight?\n  Hope you in the mood to get drunk\n  To screw and to fight\n  'Cause uh we getting down for the fuck of it\n  So suck my dick if y'all don't wanna bump to this\n\n  No matter what people say\n  I'm gon' keep rapping this way\n  No matter what you may think\n  I'm gon' keep doing my thing\n\n  No matter what people say\n  I'm gon' keep doing my thing\n  No matter, oh!\n"},{"id":23959710,"name":"The Kids","trackName":"The Kids","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Eminem Off the Wall","duration":100.39925,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"And everyone should get along\nOkay children, quiet down, quiet down\nChildren, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day\nHis name is Mr. Shady\nChidren, quiet down please\nBrian, don't throw that (shut up)\nMr. Shady will be your new substitute while\nMr. Kaniff is out with Pneumonia (he's got AIDS)\nGood luck Mr. Shady\n\nHi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)\nToday we're going to learn how to poison squirrels\nBut first I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)\nSay hi, Bob (Hi Bob)\nBob's thirty and still lives with his mom\nHe don't got a job cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot\nBut his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot\nAnd Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot\nAnd wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock\nWhen it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog\nDrag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping block (Ah)\nAnd even if they escaped and they got the cops\nThe ladies would all be so afraid they would drop the charge\nTil one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job\nWhen she felt someone grab hold her whole face and said not to talk\nBut Stacey knew it was Bob and said \"Knock it off\"\nBut Bob wouldn't knock it off, cause he's crazy and off his rocker\nCrazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka\nYou couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a doctor\nHe grabbed Stace' by the legs as he chopped it off her\nAnd dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her\nBut ever since the day Stacey went off to wander\nThey never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\nAnd that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\nAnd what it might do to you\nSo see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n\nSee, children, drugs are bad (come on)\nAnd if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\nAnd if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\nShe'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\nSo kids say no to drugs (that's right)\nSo you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\nThen there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\nDrugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\nMy penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\nFuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\nSpeakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\nEctasy, it's the worst drug in the world\nIf someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\nKids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\nAnd spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\nSo don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\nMeet Zach, twenty one years old\nAfter hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\nAnd decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\nAnd peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\nSuddenly, he starts to convulse\nAnd his pulse goes into hyperdrive\nAnd his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\nHis back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\nHe's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\nAnd everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n\"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"\nCause they took it too, so they think it's funny\nSo they're laughing at basically nothing\nExcept maybe wasting their money\nMeanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\nAnd his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\nAnd that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\nSo, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n\nSee, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\nAnd if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\nAnd if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\nShe'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\nSo kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\nSo you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\nAnd there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\nDrugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\nAnd last but not least\nOne of the most humongous\nProblems among young people today is fungus\nIt grows from cow manure\nThey pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\nAnd you put it right in your mouth and chew it\nYum, yum\nAnd then you start to see some dumb stuff\nAnd everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\nAnd sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\nLike fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n(Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\nWomen stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\nAnd if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\nWhoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\nYour tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n(How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\nSee, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\nBut your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\nBut don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\nThey're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\nAnd get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\nSo don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n\nSee, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\nAnd if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\nAnd if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\nShe'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\nSo kids say no to drugs (say no)\nSo you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\nAnd there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\nDrugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\nCome on children, clap along (Shut up!)\nSing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\nDrugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\nSo don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\nSo there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)\n(Mushrooms killed Kenny!...Ewww, ahhh!)\n(So, fucked up, right now)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.42] And everyone should get along\n[00:04.72] Okay children, quiet down, quiet down\n[00:06.85] Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day\n[00:11.22] His name is Mr. Shady\n[00:13.46] Chidren, quiet down please\n[00:15.20] Brian, don't throw that (shut up)\n[00:17.29] Mr. Shady will be your new substitute while\n[00:19.85] Mr. Kaniff is out with Pneumonia (he's got AIDS)\n[00:22.18] Good luck Mr. Shady\n[00:23.49] Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)\n[00:25.85] Today we're going to learn how to poison squirrels\n[00:27.84] But first I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)\n[00:30.14] Say hi, Bob (Hi Bob)\n[00:31.64] Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom\n[00:33.35] He don't got a job cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot\n[00:35.88] But his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot\n[00:38.44] And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot\n[00:41.11] And wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock\n[00:43.97] When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog\n[00:46.52] Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping block (Ah)\n[00:49.32] And even if they escaped and they got the cops\n[00:51.84] The ladies would all be so afraid they would drop the charge\n[00:54.56] Til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job\n[00:57.17] When she felt someone grab hold her whole face and said not to talk\n[00:59.89] But Stacey knew it was Bob and said \"Knock it off\"\n[01:02.28] But Bob wouldn't knock it off, cause he's crazy and off his rocker\n[01:04.92] Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka\n[01:07.62] You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a doctor\n[01:10.78] He grabbed Stace' by the legs as he chopped it off her\n[01:12.98] And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her\n[01:16.00] But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander\n[01:18.20] They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\n[01:20.86] And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\n[01:23.43] And what it might do to you\n[01:24.76] So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n[01:26.82] See, children, drugs are bad (come on)\n[01:29.05] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\n[01:32.35] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\n[01:34.38] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n[01:36.97] So kids say no to drugs (that's right)\n[01:39.06] So you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\n[01:41.77] Then there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\n[01:44.66] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[01:47.02] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\n[01:49.71] Fuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\n[01:52.55] Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\n[01:55.04] Ectasy, it's the worst drug in the world\n[01:57.88] If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\n[02:00.15] Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n[02:02.89] And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n[02:05.02] So don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\n[02:07.68] Meet Zach, twenty one years old\n[02:10.13] After hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\n[02:13.19] And decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\n[02:15.95] And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\n[02:18.94] Suddenly, he starts to convulse\n[02:20.87] And his pulse goes into hyperdrive\n[02:22.17] And his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\n[02:24.16] His back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\n[02:26.26] He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\n[02:29.06] And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n[02:31.65] \"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"\n[02:34.56] Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n[02:36.62] So they're laughing at basically nothing\n[02:38.29] Except maybe wasting their money\n[02:39.73] Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n[02:42.35] And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n[02:45.24] And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n[02:47.78] So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n[02:50.73] See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n[02:52.92] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n[02:55.54] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\n[02:58.70] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n[03:01.48] So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\n[03:03.77] So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\n[03:06.02] And there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\n[03:09.43] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[03:11.22] And last but not least\n[03:12.71] One of the most humongous\n[03:13.99] Problems among young people today is fungus\n[03:16.31] It grows from cow manure\n[03:17.73] They pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n[03:19.87] And you put it right in your mouth and chew it\n[03:21.65] Yum, yum\n[03:22.72] And then you start to see some dumb stuff\n[03:24.62] And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\n[03:26.88] And sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\n[03:29.79] Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n[03:32.30] (Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\n[03:34.63] Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n[03:37.46] And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n[03:40.16] Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n[03:43.29] Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n[03:45.32] (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n[03:48.38] See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n[03:50.18] But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n[03:53.06] But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n[03:55.83] They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n[03:58.53] And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n[04:01.04] So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n[04:04.47] See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n[04:06.75] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n[04:09.69] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n[04:12.08] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n[04:14.73] So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n[04:17.56] So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n[04:19.80] And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n[04:22.57] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[04:25.38] Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n[04:27.71] Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n[04:31.07] Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n[04:35.30] So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n[04:38.75] So there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)\n[04:41.34] (Mushrooms killed Kenny!...Ewww, ahhh!)\n[04:49.15] (So, fucked up, right now)\n[04:52.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Kids\n  artist: Eminem\n  album: Eminem Off the Wall\n  duration_ms: 100399\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And everyone should get along\n  start_ms: 420\n  end_ms: 4720\n- text: Okay children, quiet down, quiet down\n  start_ms: 4720\n  end_ms: 6850\n- text: Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day\n  start_ms: 6850\n  end_ms: 11220\n- text: His name is Mr. Shady\n  start_ms: 11220\n  end_ms: 13460\n- text: Chidren, quiet down please\n  start_ms: 13460\n  end_ms: 15200\n- text: Brian, don't throw that (shut up)\n  start_ms: 15200\n  end_ms: 17290\n- text: Mr. Shady will be your new substitute while\n  start_ms: 17290\n  end_ms: 19850\n- text: Mr. Kaniff is out with Pneumonia (he's got AIDS)\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 22180\n- text: Good luck Mr. Shady\n  start_ms: 22180\n  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at him\n  start_ms: 149060\n  end_ms: 151650\n- text: '\"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"'\n  start_ms: 151650\n  end_ms: 154560\n- text: Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n  start_ms: 154560\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: So they're laughing at basically nothing\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 158290\n- text: Except maybe wasting their money\n  start_ms: 158290\n  end_ms: 159730\n- text: Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n  start_ms: 159730\n  end_ms: 162350\n- text: And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n  start_ms: 162350\n  end_ms: 165240\n- text: And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n  start_ms: 165240\n  end_ms: 167780\n- text: So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n  start_ms: 167780\n  end_ms: 170730\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 170730\n  end_ms: 172920\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 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It's yarn, Claire\n  Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n  And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n  Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n  Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n  (How come?) 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finish your damn\n[02:51.09] Ham sandwich or you can't finish your spam\n[02:53.10] You gotta sip through a straw, shoplift through the mall\n[02:56.09] Pictures of me on my mom's living room wall\n[02:58.10] Hey ma, maybe I'll give you a call\n[03:00.09] Psyche, you fuckin' bitch, suck a dick and two balls\n[03:02.10] I'm givin' you all my job to script\n[03:04.09] With chest to piss, bitches and priests off with this\n[03:06.10] Pop more pills, the police officers\n[03:08.09] Arrive at the scene to pull me off the camera\n[03:10.09] Teeth off my dick, hands off my balls\n[03:12.10] But y'all can kiss my ass, pants off and all\n[03:15.00] Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall\n[03:17.09] I might as well just be a painting smashed on the floor\n[03:37.00] No matter what people say\n[03:39.10] I'ma keep rappin' this way\n[03:41.09] No matter what you may think\n[03:43.10] I'ma keep doin' my thing\n[03:45.09] No matter what people say\n[03:47.09] I'm gonna keep doin' my thing\n[03:49.10] No 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Mr. Shady\n\nHi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)\nToday we're going to learn how to poison squirrels\nBut first I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)\nSay hi, Bob (Hi Bob)\nBob's thirty and still lives with his mom\nHe don't got a job cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot\nBut his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot\nAnd Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot\nAnd wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock\nWhen it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog\nDrag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping block (Ah)\nAnd even if they escaped and they got the cops\nThe ladies would all be so afraid they would drop the charge\nTil one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job\nWhen she felt someone grab hold her whole face and said not to talk\nBut Stacey knew it was Bob and said \"Knock it off\"\nBut Bob wouldn't knock it off, cause he's crazy and off his rocker\nCrazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka\nYou couldn't even 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Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\nSee, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\nBut your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\nBut don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\nThey're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\nAnd get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\nSo don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n\nSee, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\nAnd if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\nAnd if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\nShe'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\nSo kids say no to drugs (say no)\nSo you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\nAnd there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\nDrugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\nCome on children, clap along (Shut up!)\nSing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\nDrugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\nSo don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\nSo there'll be more for me (Hippie! 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don't do it\n[02:00.15] Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n[02:02.89] And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n[02:05.02] So don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\n[02:07.68] Meet Zach, twenty one years old\n[02:10.13] After hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\n[02:13.19] And decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\n[02:15.95] And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\n[02:18.94] Suddenly, he starts to convulse\n[02:20.87] And his pulse goes into hyperdrive\n[02:22.17] And his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\n[02:24.16] His back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\n[02:26.26] He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\n[02:29.06] And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n[02:31.65] \"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"\n[02:34.56] Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n[02:36.62] So they're laughing at basically 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pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n[03:19.87] And you put it right in your mouth and chew it\n[03:21.65] Yum, yum\n[03:22.72] And then you start to see some dumb stuff\n[03:24.62] And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\n[03:26.88] And sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\n[03:29.79] Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n[03:32.30] (Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\n[03:34.63] Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n[03:37.46] And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n[03:40.16] Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n[03:43.29] Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n[03:45.32] (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n[03:48.38] See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n[03:50.18] But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n[03:53.06] But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n[03:55.83] They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n[03:58.53] And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n[04:01.04] So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n[04:04.47] See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n[04:06.75] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n[04:09.69] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n[04:12.08] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n[04:14.73] So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n[04:17.56] So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n[04:19.80] And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n[04:22.57] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[04:25.38] Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n[04:27.71] Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n[04:31.07] Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n[04:35.30] So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n[04:38.75] So there'll be more for me (Hippie! 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the lake for the cops to find her\n  start_ms: 72980\n  end_ms: 76000\n- text: But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander\n  start_ms: 76000\n  end_ms: 78200\n- text: They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\n  start_ms: 78200\n  end_ms: 80860\n- text: And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\n  start_ms: 80860\n  end_ms: 83430\n- text: And what it might do to you\n  start_ms: 83430\n  end_ms: 84760\n- text: So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n  start_ms: 84760\n  end_ms: 86820\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (come on)\n  start_ms: 86820\n  end_ms: 89050\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\n  start_ms: 89050\n  end_ms: 92350\n- text: And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\n  start_ms: 92350\n  end_ms: 94380\n- text: She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  start_ms: 94380\n  end_ms: 96970\n- text: So kids say no to drugs (that's right)\n  start_ms: 96970\n  end_ms: 99060\n- text: So you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\n  start_ms: 99060\n  end_ms: 101770\n- text: Then there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\n  start_ms: 101770\n  end_ms: 104660\n- text: Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n  start_ms: 104660\n  end_ms: 107020\n- text: My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\n  start_ms: 107020\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: Fuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 112550\n- text: Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\n  start_ms: 112550\n  end_ms: 115040\n- text: Ectasy, it's the worst drug in the world\n  start_ms: 115040\n  end_ms: 117880\n- text: If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\n  start_ms: 117880\n  end_ms: 120150\n- text: Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n  start_ms: 120150\n  end_ms: 122890\n- text: And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n  start_ms: 122890\n  end_ms: 125020\n- text: So don't get 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at him\n  start_ms: 149060\n  end_ms: 151650\n- text: '\"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"'\n  start_ms: 151650\n  end_ms: 154560\n- text: Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n  start_ms: 154560\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: So they're laughing at basically nothing\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 158290\n- text: Except maybe wasting their money\n  start_ms: 158290\n  end_ms: 159730\n- text: Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n  start_ms: 159730\n  end_ms: 162350\n- text: And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n  start_ms: 162350\n  end_ms: 165240\n- text: And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n  start_ms: 165240\n  end_ms: 167780\n- text: So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n  start_ms: 167780\n  end_ms: 170730\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 170730\n  end_ms: 172920\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 172920\n  end_ms: 175540\n- text: And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\n  start_ms: 175540\n  end_ms: 178700\n- text: She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  start_ms: 178700\n  end_ms: 181480\n- text: So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\n  start_ms: 181480\n  end_ms: 183770\n- text: So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\n  start_ms: 183770\n  end_ms: 186020\n- text: And there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\n  start_ms: 186020\n  end_ms: 189430\n- text: Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n  start_ms: 189430\n  end_ms: 191220\n- text: And last but not least\n  start_ms: 191220\n  end_ms: 192710\n- text: One of the most humongous\n  start_ms: 192710\n  end_ms: 193990\n- text: Problems among young people today is fungus\n  start_ms: 193990\n  end_ms: 196310\n- text: It grows from cow manure\n  start_ms: 196310\n  end_ms: 197730\n- text: They pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n  start_ms: 197730\n  end_ms: 199870\n- text: And you 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It's yarn, Claire\n  start_ms: 212300\n  end_ms: 214630\n- text: Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n  start_ms: 214630\n  end_ms: 217460\n- text: And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n  start_ms: 217460\n  end_ms: 220160\n- text: Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n  start_ms: 220160\n  end_ms: 223290\n- text: Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n  start_ms: 223290\n  end_ms: 225320\n- text: (How come?) 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It's yarn, Claire\n  Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n  And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n  Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n  Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n  (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n  See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n  But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n  But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n  They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n  And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n  So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n\n  See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n  And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n  And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n  She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n  So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n  So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n  And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n  Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\n  Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n  Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n  Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n  So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n  So there'll be more for me (Hippie! 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found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\n[01:20.86] And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\n[01:23.43] And what it might do to you\n[01:24.76] So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n[01:26.82] See, children, drugs are bad (come on)\n[01:29.05] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\n[01:32.35] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\n[01:34.38] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n[01:36.97] So kids say no to drugs (that's right)\n[01:39.06] So you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\n[01:41.77] Then there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\n[01:44.66] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[01:47.02] My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\n[01:49.71] Fuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\n[01:52.55] Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\n[01:55.04] Ectasy, it's the worst drug in the world\n[01:57.88] If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\n[02:00.15] Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n[02:02.89] And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n[02:05.02] So don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\n[02:07.68] Meet Zach, twenty one years old\n[02:10.13] After hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\n[02:13.19] And decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\n[02:15.95] And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\n[02:18.94] Suddenly, he starts to convulse\n[02:20.87] And his pulse goes into hyperdrive\n[02:22.17] And his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\n[02:24.16] His back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\n[02:26.26] He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\n[02:29.06] And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n[02:31.65] \"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"\n[02:34.56] Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n[02:36.62] So they're laughing at basically nothing\n[02:38.29] Except maybe wasting their money\n[02:39.73] Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n[02:42.35] And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n[02:45.24] And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n[02:47.78] So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n[02:50.73] See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n[02:52.92] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n[02:55.54] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\n[02:58.70] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n[03:01.48] So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\n[03:03.77] So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\n[03:06.02] And there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\n[03:09.43] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[03:11.22] And last but not least\n[03:12.71] One of the most humongous\n[03:13.99] Problems among young people today is fungus\n[03:16.31] It grows from cow manure\n[03:17.73] They pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n[03:19.87] And you put it right in your mouth and chew it\n[03:21.65] Yum, yum\n[03:22.72] And then you start to see some dumb stuff\n[03:24.62] And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\n[03:26.88] And sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\n[03:29.79] Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n[03:32.30] (Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\n[03:34.63] Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n[03:37.46] And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n[03:40.16] Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n[03:43.29] Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n[03:45.32] (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n[03:48.38] See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n[03:50.18] But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n[03:53.06] But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n[03:55.83] They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n[03:58.53] And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n[04:01.04] So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n[04:04.47] See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n[04:06.75] And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n[04:09.69] And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n[04:12.08] She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n[04:14.73] So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n[04:17.56] So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n[04:19.80] And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n[04:22.57] Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n[04:25.38] Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n[04:27.71] Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n[04:31.07] Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n[04:35.30] So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n[04:38.75] So there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)\n[04:41.34] (Mushrooms killed Kenny!...Ewww, ahhh!)\n[04:49.15] (So, fucked up, right now)\n[04:52.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Kids\n  artist: Eminem\n  album: Off The Wall\n  duration_ms: 303181\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: And everyone should get along\n  start_ms: 420\n  end_ms: 4720\n- text: Okay children, quiet down, quiet down\n  start_ms: 4720\n  end_ms: 6850\n- text: Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day\n  start_ms: 6850\n  end_ms: 11220\n- text: His name is Mr. Shady\n  start_ms: 11220\n  end_ms: 13460\n- text: Chidren, quiet down please\n  start_ms: 13460\n  end_ms: 15200\n- text: Brian, don't throw that (shut up)\n  start_ms: 15200\n  end_ms: 17290\n- text: Mr. Shady will be your new substitute while\n  start_ms: 17290\n  end_ms: 19850\n- text: Mr. Kaniff is out with Pneumonia (he's got AIDS)\n  start_ms: 19850\n  end_ms: 22180\n- text: Good luck Mr. Shady\n  start_ms: 22180\n  end_ms: 23490\n- text: Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)\n  start_ms: 23490\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Today we're going to learn how to poison squirrels\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 27840\n- text: But first I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)\n  start_ms: 27840\n  end_ms: 30140\n- text: Say hi, Bob (Hi Bob)\n  start_ms: 30140\n  end_ms: 31640\n- text: Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom\n  start_ms: 31640\n  end_ms: 33350\n- text: He don't got a job cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot\n  start_ms: 33350\n  end_ms: 35880\n- text: But his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot\n  start_ms: 35880\n  end_ms: 38440\n- text: And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot\n  start_ms: 38440\n  end_ms: 41110\n- text: And wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock\n  start_ms: 41110\n  end_ms: 43970\n- text: When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog\n  start_ms: 43970\n  end_ms: 46520\n- text: Drag 'em in the woods and go 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the lake for the cops to find her\n  start_ms: 72980\n  end_ms: 76000\n- text: But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander\n  start_ms: 76000\n  end_ms: 78200\n- text: They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\n  start_ms: 78200\n  end_ms: 80860\n- text: And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\n  start_ms: 80860\n  end_ms: 83430\n- text: And what it might do to you\n  start_ms: 83430\n  end_ms: 84760\n- text: So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n  start_ms: 84760\n  end_ms: 86820\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (come on)\n  start_ms: 86820\n  end_ms: 89050\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\n  start_ms: 89050\n  end_ms: 92350\n- text: And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\n  start_ms: 92350\n  end_ms: 94380\n- text: She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  start_ms: 94380\n  end_ms: 96970\n- text: So kids say no to drugs (that's right)\n  start_ms: 96970\n  end_ms: 99060\n- text: So you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\n  start_ms: 99060\n  end_ms: 101770\n- text: Then there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\n  start_ms: 101770\n  end_ms: 104660\n- text: Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n  start_ms: 104660\n  end_ms: 107020\n- text: My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\n  start_ms: 107020\n  end_ms: 109710\n- text: Fuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\n  start_ms: 109710\n  end_ms: 112550\n- text: Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\n  start_ms: 112550\n  end_ms: 115040\n- text: Ectasy, it's the worst drug in the world\n  start_ms: 115040\n  end_ms: 117880\n- text: If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\n  start_ms: 117880\n  end_ms: 120150\n- text: Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n  start_ms: 120150\n  end_ms: 122890\n- text: And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n  start_ms: 122890\n  end_ms: 125020\n- text: So don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\n  start_ms: 125020\n  end_ms: 127680\n- text: Meet Zach, twenty one years old\n  start_ms: 127680\n  end_ms: 130130\n- text: After hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\n  start_ms: 130130\n  end_ms: 133190\n- text: And decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\n  start_ms: 133190\n  end_ms: 135950\n- text: And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\n  start_ms: 135950\n  end_ms: 138940\n- text: Suddenly, he starts to convulse\n  start_ms: 138940\n  end_ms: 140870\n- text: And his pulse goes into hyperdrive\n  start_ms: 140870\n  end_ms: 142170\n- text: And his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\n  start_ms: 142170\n  end_ms: 144160\n- text: His back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\n  start_ms: 144160\n  end_ms: 146260\n- text: He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\n  start_ms: 146260\n  end_ms: 149060\n- text: And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n  start_ms: 149060\n  end_ms: 151650\n- text: '\"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"'\n  start_ms: 151650\n  end_ms: 154560\n- text: Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n  start_ms: 154560\n  end_ms: 156620\n- text: So they're laughing at basically nothing\n  start_ms: 156620\n  end_ms: 158290\n- text: Except maybe wasting their money\n  start_ms: 158290\n  end_ms: 159730\n- text: Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n  start_ms: 159730\n  end_ms: 162350\n- text: And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n  start_ms: 162350\n  end_ms: 165240\n- text: And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n  start_ms: 165240\n  end_ms: 167780\n- text: So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n  start_ms: 167780\n  end_ms: 170730\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 170730\n  end_ms: 172920\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n  start_ms: 172920\n  end_ms: 175540\n- text: And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\n  start_ms: 175540\n  end_ms: 178700\n- text: She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  start_ms: 178700\n  end_ms: 181480\n- text: So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\n  start_ms: 181480\n  end_ms: 183770\n- text: So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\n  start_ms: 183770\n  end_ms: 186020\n- text: And there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\n  start_ms: 186020\n  end_ms: 189430\n- text: Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n  start_ms: 189430\n  end_ms: 191220\n- text: And last but not least\n  start_ms: 191220\n  end_ms: 192710\n- text: One of the most humongous\n  start_ms: 192710\n  end_ms: 193990\n- text: Problems among young people today is fungus\n  start_ms: 193990\n  end_ms: 196310\n- text: It grows from cow manure\n  start_ms: 196310\n  end_ms: 197730\n- text: They pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n  start_ms: 197730\n  end_ms: 199870\n- text: And you put it right in your mouth and chew it\n  start_ms: 199870\n  end_ms: 201650\n- text: Yum, yum\n  start_ms: 201650\n  end_ms: 202720\n- text: And then you start to see some dumb stuff\n  start_ms: 202720\n  end_ms: 204620\n- text: And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\n  start_ms: 204620\n  end_ms: 206880\n- text: And sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\n  start_ms: 206880\n  end_ms: 209790\n- text: Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n  start_ms: 209790\n  end_ms: 212300\n- text: (Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\n  start_ms: 212300\n  end_ms: 214630\n- text: Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n  start_ms: 214630\n  end_ms: 217460\n- text: And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n  start_ms: 217460\n  end_ms: 220160\n- text: Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n  start_ms: 220160\n  end_ms: 223290\n- text: Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n  start_ms: 223290\n  end_ms: 225320\n- text: (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n  start_ms: 225320\n  end_ms: 228380\n- text: See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n  start_ms: 228380\n  end_ms: 230180\n- text: But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n  start_ms: 230180\n  end_ms: 233060\n- text: But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n  start_ms: 233060\n  end_ms: 235830\n- text: They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n  start_ms: 235830\n  end_ms: 238530\n- text: And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n  start_ms: 238530\n  end_ms: 241040\n- text: So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n  start_ms: 241040\n  end_ms: 244470\n- text: See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n  start_ms: 244470\n  end_ms: 246750\n- text: And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n  start_ms: 246750\n  end_ms: 249690\n- text: And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n  start_ms: 249690\n  end_ms: 252080\n- text: She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n  start_ms: 252080\n  end_ms: 254730\n- text: So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n  start_ms: 254730\n  end_ms: 257560\n- text: So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n  start_ms: 257560\n  end_ms: 259800\n- text: And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n  start_ms: 259800\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265380\n- text: Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n  start_ms: 265380\n  end_ms: 267710\n- text: Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n  start_ms: 267710\n  end_ms: 271070\n- text: Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n  start_ms: 271070\n  end_ms: 275300\n- text: So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n  start_ms: 275300\n  end_ms: 278750\n- text: So there'll be more for me (Hippie! God damnit!)\n  start_ms: 278750\n  end_ms: 281340\n- text: (Mushrooms killed Kenny!...Ewww, ahhh!)\n  start_ms: 281340\n  end_ms: 289150\n- text: (So, fucked up, right now)\n  start_ms: 289150\n  end_ms: 292580\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 292580\nplain: |-\n  And everyone should get along\n  Okay children, quiet down, quiet down\n  Children, I'd like to introduce our new substitute teacher for the day\n  His name is Mr. Shady\n  Chidren, quiet down please\n  Brian, don't throw that (shut up)\n  Mr. Shady will be your new substitute while\n  Mr. Kaniff is out with Pneumonia (he's got AIDS)\n  Good luck Mr. Shady\n\n  Hi there, little boys and girls (fuck you)\n  Today we're going to learn how to poison squirrels\n  But first I'd like you to meet my friend Bob (huh?)\n  Say hi, Bob (Hi Bob)\n  Bob's thirty and still lives with his mom\n  He don't got a job cause Bob sits at home and smokes pot\n  But his twelve year old brother looks up to him an awful lot\n  And Bob likes to hang out at the local waffle spot\n  And wait in the parking lot for waitresses off the clock\n  When it's late and the lot gets dark and fake like he walks his dog\n  Drag 'em in the woods and go straight to the chopping block (Ah)\n  And even if they escaped and they got the cops\n  The ladies would all be so afraid they would drop the charge\n  Til one night Mrs. Stacey went off the job\n  When she felt someone grab hold her whole face and said not to talk\n  But Stacey knew it was Bob and said \"Knock it off\"\n  But Bob wouldn't knock it off, cause he's crazy and off his rocker\n  Crazier than Slim Shady is off the vodka\n  You couldn't even take him to Dre's to get Bob a doctor\n  He grabbed Stace' by the legs as he chopped it off her\n  And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her\n  But ever since the day Stacey went off to wander\n  They never found her, and Bob still hangs at the waffle diner\n  And that's the story of Bob and his marijuana\n  And what it might do to you\n  So see if the squirrels want any, it's bad for you\n\n  See, children, drugs are bad (come on)\n  And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (raise your hand)\n  And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)\n  She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  So kids say no to drugs (that's right)\n  So you don't act like everyone else does (uh huh)\n  Then there's really nothin' else to say (sing along)\n  Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\n  My penis is the size of a peanut, have you seen it?\n  Fuck no you aint seen it, it's the size of a peanut (Huh?)\n  Speakin' of peanuts, you know what else is bad for squirrels?\n  Ectasy, it's the worst drug in the world\n  If someone ever offers it to you, don't do it\n  Kids, two hits'll probably drain all your spinal fluid\n  And spinal fluid is final, you won't get it back\n  So don't get attatched, it'll attack every bone in your back\n  Meet Zach, twenty one years old\n  After hanging out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold\n  And decides to try five when he's bribed by five guys\n  And peer pressure will win every time you try to fight it\n  Suddenly, he starts to convulse\n  And his pulse goes into hyperdrive\n  And his eyes roll back in his skull (blblblblblb)\n  His back starts to, look like the McDonalds arches\n  He's on Donald's carpet, layin' horizontal barfin' (Bleh)\n  And everyone in the apartment starts laughin' at him\n  \"Hey Adam, Zach is a jackass, look at him!\"\n  Cause they took it too, so they think it's funny\n  So they're laughing at basically nothing\n  Except maybe wasting their money\n  Meanwhile, Zach's in a coma, the action is over\n  And his back and his shoulders hunched up like he's practicing yoga\n  And that's the story of Zach \"The Ecstasy maniac\"\n  So, don't even feed that to squirrels, class, cause it's bad for you\n\n  See, children, drugs are bad (that's right)\n  And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (that's right)\n  And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can)\n  She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)\n  So kids say no to drugs (smoke crack)\n  So you don't act like everyone else does (that's right)\n  And there's really nothing else to say (But umm...)\n  Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\n  And last but not least\n  One of the most humongous\n  Problems among young people today is fungus\n  It grows from cow manure\n  They pick it out, wipe if off, bag it up\n  And you put it right in your mouth and chew it\n  Yum, yum\n  And then you start to see some dumb stuff\n  And everything slows down when you eat some of 'em\n  And sometimes you see things that aren't there (like what?)\n  Like fat women in G-strings with orange hair\n  (Mr. Shady, what's a g-string?) It's yarn, Claire\n  Women stick them up their behinds go out and wear 'em (Hu?)\n  And if you swallow too much of the magic mushrooms\n  Whoops, did I say magic mushrooms? I meant fungus\n  Your tongue gets all swoll up like a cow's tongue\n  (How come?) Cause it comes from a cow's dump (Gross!)\n  See, drugs are bad, it's a common fact\n  But your mom and dad know that's all that I'm good at (Oh!)\n  But don't be me, cause if you grow up and go and OD\n  They're gonna come for me, and I'm gonna have to grow a goatee\n  And get a disguise and hide, cause it'll be my fault\n  So don't drugs and do exactly as I don't, cause I'm bad for you\n\n  See, children, drugs are bad (uh huh)\n  And if you don't believe me, ask your dad (put that down)\n  And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (you can ask)\n  She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (and she will)\n  So kids say no to drugs (say no)\n  So you don't act like everyone else does (like I do)\n  And there's really nothing else to say (that's right)\n  Drugs are just bad, m'kay?\n\n  Come on children, clap along (Shut up!)\n  Sing along, children, (Suck my motherfuckin dick!) come on, clap along\n  Drugs are just bad, drugs are just bad (South Park is gonna sue me!)\n  So don't do drugs (Suck my motherfuckin' ass!)\n  So there'll be more for me (Hippie! 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whatever\n\nDre, just let it run\nAyo, turn the beat up a little bit\nAyo, this song is for anyone...\nFuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo\n\nI sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag\nOf this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be\nThe most meanest MC on this on this Earth\nAnd since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse\nAnd just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works\nAnd it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension\nDispensing these sentences, getting this stress\nThat's been eating me recently off of this chest\n\nAnd I rest again peacefully\nBut at least have the decency in you\nTo leave me alone, when you freaks see me out\nIn the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter\nTo not come and speak to me\nI don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing\nI'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think\nI'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me\n\nMy tank is on empty, no patience is in me\nAnd if 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put up\nWhen you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up\nWith the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too\nWhen a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school\nAnd they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin\nWhere were the parents at? And look where it's at!\n\nMiddle America, now it's a tragedy\nNow it's so sad to see, an upper-class city\nHavin' this happenin'\nThen attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way\nBut I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need\nFor the fire to burn and it's burning, and I have returned\n\nAnd I am whatever you say I am\nIf I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\nIn the paper, the news, every day I am\nRadio won't even play my jam\n'Cause I am whatever you say I am\nIf I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\nIn the paper, the news, every day I am\nI don't know, it's just the way I am\n\nI'm so sick and tired of being admired\nThat I wish that I would just die or get fired\nAnd dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables\nI'm not gonna be able to top on \"My Name Is\"\nAnd pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation\nTo cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations\nAnd I just do not got the patience\nTo deal with these cocky Caucasians\n\nWho think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black\n'Cause I talk with an accent, and grab on my balls\nSo they always keep asking the same fucking questions\nWhat school did I go to, what hood I grew up in\nThe why, the who, what, when, the where and the how\n'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out\n'Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it\nI'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit\n\nAnd I'm thankful for every fan that I get\nBut I can't take a shit in the bathroom\nWithout someone standing by it\nNo, I won't sign you an autograph\nYou can call me an asshole, I'm glad, 'cause...\n\nI am whatever you say I am\nIf I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\nIn the paper, the news, every day I am\nRadio won't even play my jam\n'Cause I am whatever you say I am\nIf I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\nIn the paper, the news, every day I am\nI don't know, it's just the way I am","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.24] Man, whatever\n[00:03.71] \n[00:09.06] Dre, just let it run\n[00:11.72] Ayo, turn the beat up a little bit\n[00:14.92] Ayo, this song is for anyone...\n[00:19.73] Fuck it, just shut up and listen, ayo\n[00:25.01] I sit back with this pack of Zig-Zags and this bag\n[00:27.67] Of this weed, it gives me the shit needed to be\n[00:30.52] The most meanest MC on this on this Earth\n[00:33.33] And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse\n[00:36.03] And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works\n[00:38.88] And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension\n[00:42.25] Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress\n[00:44.99] That's been eating me recently off of this chest\n[00:47.74] And I rest again peacefully\n[00:50.49] But at least have the decency in you\n[00:52.77] To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out\n[00:55.28] In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter\n[00:58.38] To not come and speak to me\n[01:00.20] I don't know you, and no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing\n[01:03.53] I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think\n[01:06.57] I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me\n[01:09.87] My tank is on empty, no patience is in me\n[01:13.36] And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air\n[01:17.21] I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you\n[01:20.24] Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit\n[01:22.92] I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe\n[01:25.67] I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean\n[01:28.81] But that's all I can be, it's just me\n[01:31.05] And I am whatever you say I am\n[01:34.08] If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n[01:36.63] In the paper, the news, every day I am\n[01:39.99] Radio won't even play my jam\n[01:42.15] 'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n[01:45.06] If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n[01:47.61] In the paper, the news, every day I am, huh\n[01:51.08] I don't know, it's just the way I am\n[01:53.07] Sometimes I just feel like my father\n[01:55.19] I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense, it's constant\n[01:58.51] And, oh, it's his lyrical content, the song Guilty Conscience\n[02:02.10] Has gotten such rotten responses\n[02:04.22] And all of this controversy circles me\n[02:06.89] And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me\n[02:11.56] So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie\n[02:15.02] Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up\n[02:17.73] When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up\n[02:20.55] With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too\n[02:23.30] When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school\n[02:26.01] And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin\n[02:29.15] Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!\n[02:31.80] Middle America, now it's a tragedy\n[02:34.45] Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city\n[02:37.32] Havin' this happenin'\n[02:39.07] Then attack Eminem 'cause I rap this way\n[02:41.81] But I'm glad, 'cause they feed me the fuel that I need\n[02:44.53] For the fire to burn and it's burning, and I have returned\n[02:48.02] And I am whatever you say I am\n[02:50.93] If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n[02:53.51] In the paper, the news, every day I am\n[02:56.94] Radio won't even play my jam\n[02:59.18] 'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n[03:01.90] If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n[03:04.68] In the paper, the news, every day I am\n[03:07.88] I don't know, it's just the way I am\n[03:10.15] I'm so sick and tired of being admired\n[03:12.84] That I wish that I would just die or get fired\n[03:15.59] And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables\n[03:18.34] I'm not gonna be able to top on \"My Name Is\"\n[03:21.31] And pigeon-holed 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Slim Shady","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off the Wall","duration":284.290687,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"May I have your attention, please?\nMay I have your attention, please?\nWill the real Slim Shady please stand up?\nI repeat, will the real Slim Shady please stand up?\nWe're gonna have a problem here?\n\nY'all act like you never seen a white person before\nJaws all on the floor like Pam, like Tommy just burst in the door\nAnd started whoopin' her ass worse than before\nThey first were divorced, throwin' her over furniture (ah!)\nIt's the return of the-, oh, wait, no way, you're kidding\nHe didn't just say what I think he did, did he?\nAnd Dr. Dre said-, nothing you idiots\nDr. Dre's dead, he's locked in my basement (haha)\n\nFeminist women love Eminem\nChicka-chicka-chicka Slim Shady, I'm sick of him\nLook at him, walkin' around, grabbin' his you-know-what\nFlippin' the you-know-who, yeah, but he's so cute though\nYeah, I probably got a couple of 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all\n[02:54.72] I just get on the mic and spit it\n[02:56.73] And whether you like to admit it, I just shit it\n[02:58.84] Better than ninety percent of you rappers out can\n[03:00.93] Then you wonder, how can kids eat up these albums like Valiums?\n[03:03.49] It's funny 'cause at the rate I'm goin' when I'm thirty\n[03:06.09] I'll be the only person in the nursin' home flirting\n[03:08.19] Pinchin' nurses asses while I'm jackin' off with Jergens\n[03:10.46] And I'm jerkin' but this whole bag of Viagra isn't workin'\n[03:12.76] In every single person there's a Slim Shady lurkin'\n[03:15.03] He could be workin' at Burger King, spittin' on your onion rings\n[03:17.44] Or in the parkin' lot circling, screamin' I don't give a fuck\n[03:20.44] With his windows down and his system up\n[03:22.02] So will the real Shady, please stand up?\n[03:24.17] And put one of those fingers, on each hand up\n[03:26.48] And be proud to be outta your mind and outta control\n[03:28.80] And one more time loud 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 We ain't nothin' but mammals\n  Well, some of us are cannibals\n  Who cut other people open like cantaloupes\n  But if we can hump dead animals and antelopes\n  Then there's no reason that a man and another man can't elope\n  But if you feel like I feel, I got the antidote\n  Women wave your pantyhose, sing the chorus and it goes...\n\n  I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady\n  All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating\n  So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up?\n  Please stand up, please stand up\n\n  'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady\n  All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating\n  So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up?\n  Please stand up, please stand up\n\n  Will Smith don't gotta cuss in his raps to sell records\n  Well I do, so fuck him and fuck you too\n  You think I give a damn about a Grammy\n  Half of you critics can't even stomach me\n  Let alone stand me\n  But Slim, what if you win, wouldn't it be weird?\n  Why, so you guys can just lie to get me here\n  So you can sit me here next to Britney Spears?\n  Shit, Christina Aguilera better switch me chairs\n  So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst\n  And hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first\n\n  Little bitch put me on blast on MTV\n  Yeah, he's cute, but I think he's married to Kim, hehe!\n  I should download her audio on mp3\n  And show the whole world, how you gave Eminem VD (ahh!)\n  I'm sick of you little girl and boy groups, all you do is annoy me\n  So I have been sent here to destroy you\n  And there's a million of us just like me\n  Who cuss like me, who just don't give a fuck like me\n  Who dress like me, walk talk and act like me\n  And just might be, the next best thing, but not quite me\n\n  'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady\n  All you other Slim Shadys, are just imitating\n  So won't the real Slim Shady, please stand up?\n  Please stand up, please stand up\n\n  'Cause I'm Slim Shady, yes, I'm the real Shady\n  All you other Slim 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just curse\n  And just blurt this berserk and bizarre shit that works\n  And it sells and it helps in itself to relieve all this tension\n  Dispensing these sentences, getting this stress\n  That's been eating me recently off of this chest\n  And I rest again peacefully\n  But at least have the decency in you\n  To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out\n  In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter\n  To not come and speak to me, I don't know you\n  And no, I don't owe you a mothafuckin' thing\n  I'm not Mr. N'Sync, I'm not what your friends think\n  I'm not Mr. Friendly, I can be a prick if you tempt me\n  My tank is on empty, no patience is in me\n  And if you offend me, I'm lifting you ten feet in the air\n  I don't care who was there and who saw me just jaw you\n  Go call you a lawyer, file you a lawsuit\n  I'll smile in the courtroom and buy you a wardrobe\n  I'm tired of all you, I don't mean to be mean\n  But that's all I can be, it's just me\n  And I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the paper, the news, every day I am\n  Radio won't even play my jam\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the paper, the news, every day I am\n  I don't know, that's just the way I am\n  Sometimes I just feel like my father\n  I hate to be bothered with all of this nonsense\n  It's constant, and, \"Oh, it's his lyrical content\n  The song 'Guilty Conscience' has gotten such rotten responses.\"\n  And all of this controversy circles me\n  And it seems like the media immediately points a finger at me\n  So I point one back at 'em, but not the index or pinkie\n  Or the ring or the thumb, it's the one you put up\n  When you don't give a fuck, when you won't just put up\n  With the bullshit they pull, 'cause they full of shit too\n  When a dude's getting bullied and shoots up his school\n  And they blame it on Marilyn and the heroin\n  Where were the parents at? And look where it's at!\n  Middle America, now it's a tragedy\n  Now it's so sad to see, an upper-class city havin' this happening\n  Then attack Eminem ‘cause I rap this way\n  But I'm glad, ‘cause they feed me the fuel that I need\n  For the fire to burn, and it's burning, and I have returned\n  And I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the paper, the news, every day I am\n  Radio won't even play my jam\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the paper, the news, every day I am\n  I don't know, that's just the way I am\n  I'm so sick and tired of being admired\n  That I wish that I would just die or get fired\n  And dropped from my label, let's stop with the fables\n  I'm not gonna be able to top on \"My Name Is\"\n  And pigeon-holed into some poppy sensation\n  To cop me rotation at rock-n-roll stations\n  And I just do not got the patience\n  To deal with these cocky Caucasians\n  Who think I'm some wigger who just tries to be black\n  ‘Cause I talk with an accent and grab on my balls\n  So they always keep asking the same fucking questions\n  What school did I go to, what hood I grew up in\n  The why, the who, what, when, the where and the how\n  'Til I'm grabbing my hair and I'm tearin' it out\n  ‘Cause they driving me crazy, I can't take it\n  I'm racin', I'm pacin', I stand and I sit\n  And I'm thankful for every fan that I get\n  But I can't take a shit\n  In the bathroom without someone standing by it\n  No, I won't sign you an autograph\n  You can call me an asshole, I'm glad\n  And I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the papers, the news, every day I am\n  Radio won't even play my jam\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  If I wasn't, then why would I say I am?\n  In the paper, the news, every day I am\n  I don't know, it's just the way I am\n  Pain, pain\n  Pain, pain (I don't know it's just the way I am)\n  Pain, pain\n  Ahh (Radio won't even play my jam)\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  Radio won't even play my jam\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n  'Cause I am whatever you say I am\n\n"},{"id":30274594,"name":"Shit On You","trackName":"Shit On You","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off The Wall","duration":164.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI'll shit on you! Girl, you know, it's true\nI'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI remain fatter than gluttony\nTapin' bombs on the back of record companies\nBlow 'em up if they ain't want me\nThe national guard, they scared to hunt me\nI love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\nA drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\nThese slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\nI drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\nYou can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\nIt's this lyrical piranha\nStrapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\nAttack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\nTwist nothin' up like a condom\nSlap it if you fuckers got a problem\nWhen I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\nOr hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\nPull in the garage while you screamin'\nKeep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shi-\nI'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\nPass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\nBitch shut your fuckin' mouth\nI'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\nWith a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\nI'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\nToo busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\nAnd all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\nAnd sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\nI was responsible for killin' John Candy\nGot Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\nI don't give a fuck who you are\nI'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\nMy adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\nI never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\nThe older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\nThe more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\nIgnorin' the shit how borin' it gets\nWhen there's no one to hit\nI don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\nI know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\nIts they who rapped me and say they can take me\nIts they who legs I brake and make achy\nIts they who mistake me and make me so angry\n(I'll shit on you!) 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I will shit on you\n  I remain fatter than gluttony\n  Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies\n  Blow 'em up if they ain't want me\n  The national guard, they scared to hunt me\n  I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\n  A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\n  These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\n  I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\n  You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\n  It's this lyrical piranha\n  Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\n  Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\n  Twist nothin' up like a condom\n  Slap it if you fuckers got a problem\n  When I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\n  Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\n  Pull in the garage while you screamin'\n  Keep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shi-\n  I'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\n  Pass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\n  Bitch shut your fuckin' mouth\n  I'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\n  With a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\n  I'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\n  Too busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\n  And all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\n  And sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\n  I was responsible for killin' John Candy\n  Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\n  I don't give a fuck who you are\n  I'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\n  My adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\n  I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\n  The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\n  The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\n  Ignorin' the shit how borin' it gets\n  When there's no one to hit\n  I don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\n  I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\n  Its they who rapped me and say they can take me\n  Its they who legs I brake and make achy\n  Its they who mistake me and make me so angry\n  (I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you\n  Start pissin' and do the opposite on you\n  You weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\n  Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\n  Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\n  On his skit on his last album\n  Pull my pants downward\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Is Richard Pryor still alive?\n  If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\n  Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless\n  Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\n  Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\n  I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\n  My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\n  If you gon' give me the pussy\n  I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\n  I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\n  Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\n  Buck fifty cross your neck\n  Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\n  Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\n  Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns\n  For fun, when I'm drunk\n  I'll run a truck through the weed house\n  Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\n  Put you in choke holds I learned last week\n  From the police man who caught me\n  Stealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\n  I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\n  That's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\n  Fuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\n  I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\n  Niggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\n  Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Once I get on two, hits of X\n  My disk slips and disconnects\n  'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\n  But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n  (C'mon, I'll shit on you)\n  Over reaction is my only reaction\n  Which only sets off a chain reaction\n  And puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\n  A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\n  Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\n  And spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\n  Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\n  A lot of people say misogynistic which is true\n  I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\n  So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\n  If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\n  Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\n  I'll shit on you\n  You heard me\n  Bitch, I'll shit on you\n  D-12 will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your life, Your wife, Your kids, Your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your house, Your spouse, Your rings, Your things\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n"},{"id":32328175,"name":"Shit on You","trackName":"Shit on You","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off the Wall","duration":269.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI'll shit on you! Girl, you know, it's true\nI'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI remain fatter than gluttony\nTapin' bombs on the back of record companies\nBlow 'em up if they ain't want me\nThe national guard, they scared to hunt me\nI love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\nA drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\nThese slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\nI drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\nYou can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\nIt's this lyrical piranha\nStrapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\nAttack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\nTwist nothin' up like a condom\nSlap it if you fuckers got a problem\nWhen I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\nOr hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\nPull in the garage while you screamin'\nKeep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shi-\nI'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\nPass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\nBitch shut your fuckin' mouth\nI'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\nWith a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\nI'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\nToo busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\nAnd all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\nAnd sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\nI was responsible for killin' John Candy\nGot Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\nI don't give a fuck who you are\nI'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\nMy adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\nI never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\nThe older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\nThe more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\nIgnorin' the shit how borin' it gets\nWhen there's no one to hit\nI don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\nI know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\nIts they who rapped me and say they can take me\nIts they who legs I brake and make achy\nIts they who mistake me and make me so angry\n(I'll shit on you!) 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I will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you! Girl, you know, it's true\n  I'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true\n  I'll shit on you! I will shit on you\n  I remain fatter than gluttony\n  Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies\n  Blow 'em up if they ain't want me\n  The national guard, they scared to hunt me\n  I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\n  A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\n  These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\n  I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\n  You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\n  It's this lyrical piranha\n  Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\n  Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\n  Twist nothin' up like a condom\n  Slap it if you fuckers got a problem\n  When I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\n  Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\n  Pull in the garage while you screamin'\n  Keep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shi-\n  I'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\n  Pass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\n  Bitch shut your fuckin' mouth\n  I'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\n  With a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\n  I'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\n  Too busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\n  And all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\n  And sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\n  I was responsible for killin' John Candy\n  Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\n  I don't give a fuck who you are\n  I'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\n  My adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\n  I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\n  The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\n  The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\n  Ignorin' the shit how borin' it gets\n  When there's no one to hit\n  I don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\n  I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\n  Its they who rapped me and say they can take me\n  Its they who legs I brake and make achy\n  Its they who mistake me and make me so angry\n  (I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you\n  Start pissin' and do the opposite on you\n  You weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\n  Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\n  Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\n  On his skit on his last album\n  Pull my pants downward\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Is Richard Pryor still alive?\n  If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\n  Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless\n  Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\n  Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\n  I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\n  My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\n  If you gon' give me the pussy\n  I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\n  I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\n  Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\n  Buck fifty cross your neck\n  Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\n  Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\n  Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns\n  For fun, when I'm drunk\n  I'll run a truck through the weed house\n  Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\n  Put you in choke holds I learned last week\n  From the police man who caught me\n  Stealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\n  I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\n  That's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\n  Fuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\n  I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\n  Niggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\n  Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Once I get on two, hits of X\n  My disk slips and disconnects\n  'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\n  But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n  (C'mon, I'll shit on you)\n  Over reaction is my only reaction\n  Which only sets off a chain reaction\n  And puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\n  A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\n  Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\n  And spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\n  Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\n  A lot of people say misogynistic which is true\n  I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\n  So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\n  If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\n  Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\n  I'll shit on you\n  You heard me\n  Bitch, I'll shit on you\n  D-12 will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your life, Your wife, Your kids, Your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your house, Your spouse, Your rings, Your things\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n"},{"id":19612109,"name":"Shit On You (feat. 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I will shit on you\nI remain fatter than gluttony\nTapin' bombs on the back of record companies\nBlow 'em up if they ain't want me\nThe national guard, they scared to hunt me\nI love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\nA drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\nThese slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\nI drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\nYou can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\nIt's this lyrical piranha\nStrapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\nAttack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\nTwist nothin' up like a condom\nSlap it if you fuckers got a problem\nWhen I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\nOr hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\nPull in the garage while you screamin'\nKeep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shit on you\nI'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\nPass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\nBitch shut your fuckin' mouth\nI'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\nWith a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\nI'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\nToo busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\nAnd all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\nAnd sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\nI was responsible for killin' John Candy\nGot Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\nI don't give a fuck who you are\nI'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\nMy adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\nI never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\nThe older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\nThe more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\nIgnorin' the shit how borin' it gets\nWhen there's no one to hit\nI don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\nI know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\nIts they who rapped me and say they can take me\nIts they who legs I brake and make achy\nIts they who mistake me and make me so angry\n(I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you\nStart pissin' and do the opposite on you\nYou weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\nStart spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\nStraight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\nOn his skit on his last album\nPull my pants downward\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shit on you\nIs Richard Pryor still alive?\nIf not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\nBorn brainless, this steel ain't stainless\nYour bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\nBitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\nI hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\nMy need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\nIf you gon' give me the pussy\nI'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\nI'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\nYour sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\nBuck fifty cross your neck\nFloss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\nYo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\nSpent all of my advancements on weed and guns\nFor fun, when I'm drunk\nI'll run a truck through the weed house\nJump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\nPut you in choke holds I learned last week\nFrom the police man who caught me\nStealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\nI see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\nThat's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\nFuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\nI'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\nNiggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\nWit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shit on you\nOnce I get on two, hits of X\nMy disk slips and disconnects\n'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\nBut still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n(C'mon, I'll shit on you)\nOver reaction is my only reaction\nWhich only sets off a chain reaction\nAnd puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\nA rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\nNine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\nAnd spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\nShiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\nA lot of people say misogynistic which is true\nI don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\nSo please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\nIf you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\nBoy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nI will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\nI'll shit on you\nYou heard me\nBitch, I'll shit on you\nD-12 will shit on you\nI'll shit on you\nYour life\nYour wife\nYour kids\nYour car\nI'll shit on you\nYour house\nYour spouse\nYour rings\nYour things\nI'll shit on you\nI'll shit on you\nI'll shit on you","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Shit On You (feat. 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I will shit on you\n  I remain fatter than gluttony\n  Tapin' bombs on the back of record companies\n  Blow 'em up if they ain't want me\n  The national guard, they scared to hunt me\n  I love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\n  A drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\n  These slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\n  I drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\n  You can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\n  It's this lyrical piranha\n  Strapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\n  Attack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\n  Twist nothin' up like a condom\n  Slap it if you fuckers got a problem\n  When I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\n  Or hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\n  Pull in the garage while you screamin'\n  Keep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\n  Pass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\n  Bitch shut your fuckin' mouth\n  I'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\n  With a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\n  I'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\n  Too busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\n  And all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\n  And sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\n  I was responsible for killin' John Candy\n  Got Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\n  I don't give a fuck who you are\n  I'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\n  My adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\n  I never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\n  The older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\n  The more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\n  Ignorin' the shit how borin' it gets\n  When there's no one to hit\n  I don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\n  I know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\n  Its they who rapped me and say they can take me\n  Its they who legs I brake and make achy\n  Its they who mistake me and make me so angry\n  (I'll shit on you!) I'll spit on you\n  Start pissin' and do the opposite on you\n  You weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\n  Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\n  Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\n  On his skit on his last album\n  Pull my pants downward\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Is Richard Pryor still alive?\n  If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\n  Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless\n  Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\n  Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\n  I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\n  My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\n  If you gon' give me the pussy\n  I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\n  I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\n  Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\n  Buck fifty cross your neck\n  Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\n  Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\n  Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns\n  For fun, when I'm drunk\n  I'll run a truck through the weed house\n  Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\n  Put you in choke holds I learned last week\n  From the police man who caught me\n  Stealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\n  I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\n  That's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\n  Fuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\n  I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\n  Niggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\n  Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Once I get on two, hits of X\n  My disk slips and disconnects\n  'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\n  But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n  (C'mon, I'll shit on you)\n  Over reaction is my only reaction\n  Which only sets off a chain reaction\n  And puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\n  A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\n  Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\n  And spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\n  Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\n  A lot of people say misogynistic which is true\n  I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\n  So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\n  If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\n  Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\n  I'll shit on you\n  You heard me\n  Bitch, I'll shit on you\n  D-12 will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your life\n  Your wife\n  Your kids\n  Your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your house\n  Your spouse\n  Your rings\n  Your things\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n"},{"id":19529190,"name":"Shit on You","trackName":"Shit on You","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off the Wall","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you, da da, da da, da da\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI'll shit on you! Girl, you know, it's true\nI'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true\nI'll shit on you! I will shit on you\nI remain fatter than gluttony\nTapin' bombs on the back of record companies\nBlow 'em up if they ain't want me\nThe national guard, they scared to hunt me\nI love beef, I got you hoes duckin' me\nA drug thief, bitch I'll take your marijuana\nThese slugs with keep your ass away from my corner\nI drown niggas in hundred degree saunas\nYou can act a fool if ya wanna (biatch)\nIt's this lyrical piranha\nStrapped wit a grenade, in the pool with ya mama\nAttack her by the legs then I pull her to the bottom\nTwist nothin' up like a condom\nSlap it if you fuckers got a problem\nWhen I see 'em, you hoes endin' up in a fuckin' mausoleum\nOr hidden in the trunk of a black and gold BM\nPull in the garage while you screamin'\nKeep the motor on then I'm leavin' (I'll shit on you)\nI'll shit on you\nI will shit on you I don't care who you are\nI'll shit on you\nI don't give a fuck about you or your car\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\nI'll shit on you\nFuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\nI'll shi-\nI'm a alcoholic, with the fuckin' toilet\nPass the hot dogs (Bizarre aren't you Islamic?)\nBitch shut your fuckin' mouth\nI'm a keep eatin' 'til Richard Simmons comes to my house\nWith a chain saw to cut me out (me out, me out)\nI'll fuck your wife, I had sex since I met her\nToo busy fuckin' wit (your twelve year old) baby sitter (ha ha ha)\nAnd all women ain't shit, only good for cookin', cleanin'\nAnd sucking dick and that's it (I said it)\nI was responsible for killin' John Candy\nGot Jon Benet Ramsey in my '98 Camry\nI don't give a fuck who you are\nI'll shit on anybody, truly yours the idiotic Bizarre\nMy adolescent years weren't shit 'til what I do now\nI never grew up I was born grown, and grew down\nThe older I get, the dumber the shit, I get in\nThe more ignorant, the incident is, I fit in\nIgnorin' the shit how borin' it gets\nWhen there's no one to hit\nI don't know when to quit throwin' a fit\nI know I'm a bit flaky but they make me\nIts they who rapped me and say they can take me\nIts they who legs I brake and make achy\nIts they who mistake me and make me so angry\n(I'll shit on you!) 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I will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you! Girl, you know, it's true\n  I'll shit on you! Bitch or man, its true\n  I'll shit on you! 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I'll spit on you\n  Start pissin' and do the opposite on you\n  You weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\n  Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\n  Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\n  On his skit on his last album\n  Pull my pants downward\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Is Richard Pryor still alive?\n  If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\n  Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless\n  Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\n  Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\n  I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\n  My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\n  If you gon' give me the pussy\n  I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\n  I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\n  Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\n  Buck fifty cross your neck\n  Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\n  Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\n  Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns\n  For fun, when I'm drunk\n  I'll run a truck through the weed house\n  Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\n  Put you in choke holds I learned last week\n  From the police man who caught me\n  Stealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\n  I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\n  That's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\n  Fuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\n  I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\n  Niggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\n  Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Once I get on two, hits of X\n  My disk slips and disconnects\n  'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\n  But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n  (C'mon, I'll shit on you)\n  Over reaction is my only reaction\n  Which only sets off a chain reaction\n  And puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\n  A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\n  Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\n  And spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\n  Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\n  A lot of people say misogynistic which is true\n  I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\n  So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\n  If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\n  Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\n  I'll shit on you\n  You heard me\n  Bitch, I'll shit on you\n  D-12 will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your life, Your wife, Your kids, Your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your house, Your spouse, Your rings, Your things\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n"},{"id":19720852,"name":"Dead Wrong (Remix)","trackName":"Dead Wrong (Remix)","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off The Wall","duration":297.491542,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bad Boy, baby\nYeah, yeah\nJunior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\nB.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\nBorn Again. C'mon\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nRelax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\nThrow you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\nBiggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\nThe hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n\"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\nTake her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\nJab her if she act funny with the money\nOh, you got me mistaken, honey\nI don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\nThe Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors\nWho's the one you call Mr. Macho?\nThe head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho\nI got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics\n\"Make up to break up,\" niggas need to wake up\nSmell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure\nThen fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia\nShe don't remember shit, just the two hits\nHer hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits\nSucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick\nAnd your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick\nI guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown\nI was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around\nJacked her, then, I asked her, \"Who's her man?\" She said, \"B-I-G,\"\nThen I bust in her E-Y-E\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong\nWhen I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard\nTrust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted\nMove over, Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh\nLeave you toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip it\nTears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC, G's\nDisrespect me, my potency is deadly\nI'm shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes\nHit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy\nSlit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick\nI stabbed her brother with the ice pick\nBecause he wanted me to fuck him from the back (Come on)\nBut Smalls don't get down like that (What a shit)\nFound your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom\nSlit him down the back and threw salt in the wound (That's right)\nWho you think you're dealing with?\nAnybody step into my path is fucking feeling it\nHardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy\nStab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me (Work and pleasure)\nI'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen\nThe black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)\nBecause you know I love it young, fresh and green\nWith no hair in between, know what I mean?\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\nYou're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n(This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong who got it going on?\n(Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\nThere's several different levels to Devil worshiping\nHorses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\nAnimals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\nBut I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\nI just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\nAnd I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\nI got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\nAnd baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\nHe's ready for war, I'm ready for war\nI got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\nMy Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\nI just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\nMarshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\nWith your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\nRed on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\nMet on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\nI'm dead wrong!\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\nWho got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong (C'mon)\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong (C'mon)\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong...\nWe won't stop, 'cause we can't stop\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.55] Bad Boy, baby\n[00:02.55] Yeah, yeah\n[00:05.79] Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\n[00:08.82] B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\n[00:10.94] Born Again. C'mon\n[00:13.60] The weak or the strong\n[00:14.79] Who got it going on?\n[00:17.35] You're dead wrong\n[00:19.08] The weak or the strong\n[00:20.67] Who got it going on?\n[00:22.55] You're dead wrong\n[00:23.95] Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\n[00:28.67] Throw you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\n[00:31.55] Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\n[00:33.88] The hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n[00:37.08] \"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\n[00:40.59] Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\n[00:43.76] Jab her if she act funny with the money\n[00:46.43] Oh, you got me mistaken, honey\n[00:48.28] I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\n[00:51.03] The Visa, capisce-ah? 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(Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n[01:43.89] You're dead wrong\n[01:46.25] The weak or the strong\n[01:47.54] Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n[01:50.18] You're dead wrong\n[01:51.17] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[01:52.33] The weak or the strong\n[01:53.45] Who got it going on? 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(You're dead wrong)\n[03:05.65] You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[03:07.89] The weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n[03:10.48] (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\n[03:13.21] The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n[03:17.16] You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[03:19.21] The weak or the strong who got it going on?\n[03:22.16] (Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\n[03:24.85] There's several different levels to Devil worshiping\n[03:27.29] Horses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\n[03:31.21] Animals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\n[03:33.92] But I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\n[03:36.12] I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\n[03:38.97] And I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\n[03:41.84] I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\n[03:45.57] And baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\n[03:47.84] He's ready for war, I'm ready for war\n[03:49.85] I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\n[03:53.41] My Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\n[03:56.33] I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\n[03:59.20] Marshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\n[04:02.01] With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\n[04:04.98] Red on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\n[04:07.84] Met on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\n[04:10.88] I'm dead wrong!\n[04:11.85] The weak or the strong\n[04:12.81] Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n[04:15.21] You're dead wrong\n[04:16.37] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[04:17.21] The weak or the strong\n[04:18.20] Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n[04:21.17] You're dead wrong\n[04:22.76] The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\n[04:24.44] Who got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)\n[04:27.09] You're dead wrong\n[04:28.00] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[04:28.89] The weak or the strong\n[04:29.88] Who got it going on?\n[04:32.57] You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n[04:34.46] The weak or the strong\n[04:35.80] Who got it going on?\n[04:38.61] You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n[04:39.77] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[04:40.61] The weak or the strong\n[04:41.81] Who got it going on?\n[04:44.45] You're dead wrong...\n[04:45.07] We won't stop, 'cause we can't stop\n[04:46.45] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dead Wrong (Remix)\n  artist: Eminem\n  album: Off The Wall\n  duration_ms: 297492\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Bad Boy, baby\n  start_ms: 550\n  end_ms: 2550\n- text: Yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 2550\n  end_ms: 5790\n- text: Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\n  start_ms: 5790\n  end_ms: 8820\n- text: B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\n  start_ms: 8820\n  end_ms: 10940\n- text: Born Again. 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C'mon\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\n  Throw you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\n  Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\n  The hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n  \"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\n  Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\n  Jab her if she act funny with the money\n  Oh, you got me mistaken, honey\n  I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\n  The Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors\n  Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?\n  The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho\n  I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics\n  \"Make up to break up,\" niggas need to wake up\n  Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure\n  Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia\n  She don't remember shit, just the two hits\n  Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits\n  Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick\n  And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick\n  I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown\n  I was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around\n  Jacked her, then, I asked her, \"Who's her man?\" She said, \"B-I-G,\"\n  Then I bust in her E-Y-E\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong\n  When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard\n  Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted\n  Move over, Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh\n  Leave you toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip it\n  Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC, G's\n  Disrespect me, my potency is deadly\n  I'm shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes\n  Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy\n  Slit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick\n  I stabbed her brother with the ice pick\n  Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back (Come on)\n  But Smalls don't get down like that (What a shit)\n  Found your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom\n  Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound (That's right)\n  Who you think you're dealing with?\n  Anybody step into my path is fucking feeling it\n  Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy\n  Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me (Work and pleasure)\n  I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen\n  The black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)\n  Because you know I love it young, fresh and green\n  With no hair in between, know what I mean?\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n  (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong who got it going on?\n  (Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\n  There's several different levels to Devil worshiping\n  Horses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\n  Animals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\n  But I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\n  I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\n  And I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\n  I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\n  And baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\n  He's ready for war, I'm ready for war\n  I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\n  My Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\n  I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\n  Marshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\n  With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\n  Red on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\n  Met on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\n  I'm dead wrong!\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\n  Who got it going on? 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Kim Scott\nAnd she almost got\nThe same fate\nThat Grady's s*** got\nI knew that just the two of us\nHad made you hate me this much\nAnd just the two of us\nHad ain't got s***\nTo do with us\nIn our personal life\nIt's just words on a mic\nSo you can call me\nA punk pervert\nOr a chauvinist pig\nBut the funny s*** is\nThat I still go with\nThe f***ing mother f***er\nPeople say that\nI'm a bad influence\nI say the world's already f***ed\nI'm just adding to it\nThey say I'm f***ed\nTeenage is suicidal\nCome on, do as I do\nGo ahead, get mad and do it\nJust let it go\nPeople say that\nI'm a bad influence\nI say the world's already f***ed\nI'm just adding to it\nThey say I'm f***ed\nTeenage is suicidal\nCome on, do as I do\nGo ahead, get mad and do it\nJust do it\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] \n[00:02.05] Just pull the plug!\n[00:03.07] People say that I'm a bad influence\n[00:05.07] I say the world's already fucked\n[00:07.07] I'm just adding to it\n[00:09.07] They say I'm suicidal, 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I'll spit on you\n  Start pissin' and do the opposite on you\n  You weren't listenin', I said I'll cop a squat on you\n  Start spillin' my guts like chicken cordon blew and\n  Straight shit like Notorious B.I.G. did to that bitch\n  On his skit on his last album\n  Pull my pants downward\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Is Richard Pryor still alive?\n  If not I'm sicker than he was prior to him dyin' (what?)\n  Born brainless, this steel ain't stainless\n  Your bloodstains are all over this steel god dang-it\n  Bitch bring it, these niggas that I hang with\n  I hang you up naked by your ankles danglin' (ow, ow)\n  My need I stay stranglin, I don't need your help\n  If you gon' give me the pussy\n  I'll un-loosen my belt (I'll shit on you)\n  I'm what your daddy's not, your mom's kinda cock\n  Your sister tends court, your aunt supply her rocks\n  Buck fifty cross your neck\n  Floss your TEC, I'll beat you wit it across your chest\n  Yo it's only right I jack your car keys and run\n  Spent all of my advancements on weed and guns\n  For fun, when I'm drunk\n  I'll run a truck through the weed house\n  Jump out and beat ya peeps down worst than Steve Stout\n  Put you in choke holds I learned last week\n  From the police man who caught me\n  Stealing weed from his Jeep (hey, hey, hey)\n  I see hoes biting, y'all don't wanna brawl\n  That's like D-Bo fightin' Peablo Bryson (I'll shit on you)\n  Fuck what you hollerin' and yellin' about\n  I'll reach in your mouth and pull your fuckin' skeleton out\n  Niggas get hit wit a two piece, bling bling\n  Wit a poisonous sting, I'm such a violent thing\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your wife, fuck your kids, fuck your family\n  I'll shit on you\n  Once I get on two, hits of X\n  My disk slips and disconnects\n  'Til I walk around this bitch with a twisted neck\n  But still shit on the first bitch who disrespects\n  (C'mon, I'll shit on you)\n  Over reaction is my only reaction\n  Which only sets off a chain reaction\n  And puts five more zainiac than maniacs in action\n  A rat pack in black jackets who pack ten\n  Nine millimeters, five criminals pulling heaters\n  And spilling liters of blood like swimmin' pools\n  Shiesty individuals shoot at bitches too\n  A lot of people say misogynistic which is true\n  I don't deny it matter of fact I stand by it\n  So please stand by it before we start up a damn riot\n  If you don't wanna get stampeded then stand quiet\n  Boy, girl, dog, woman, man, child (I'll shit on you)\n  I will shit on you I don't care who you are\n  I'll shit on you\n  I don't give a fuck about you or your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Fuck your house, fuck your jewelry and fuck your watch\n  I'll shit on you\n  I will fuck you wife if you fuck with me\n  I'll shit on you\n  You heard me\n  Bitch, I'll shit on you\n  D-12 will shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your life, Your wife, Your kids, Your car\n  I'll shit on you\n  Your house, Your spouse, Your rings, Your things\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n  I'll shit on you\n"},{"id":19679060,"name":"Dead Wrong ( Remix )","trackName":"Dead Wrong ( Remix )","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off The Wall","duration":297.4355,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Bad Boy, baby\nYeah, yeah\nJunior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\nB.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\nBorn Again. C'mon\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nRelax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\nThrow you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\nBiggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\nThe hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n\"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\nTake her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\nJab her if she act funny with the money\nOh, you got me mistaken, honey\nI don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\nThe Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors\nWho's the one you call Mr. Macho?\nThe head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho\nI got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics\n\"Make up to break up,\" niggas need to wake up\nSmell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure\nThen fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia\nShe don't remember shit, just the two hits\nHer hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits\nSucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick\nAnd your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick\nI guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown\nI was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around\nJacked her, then, I asked her, \"Who's her man?\" She said, \"B-I-G,\"\nThen I bust in her E-Y-E\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong\nWhen I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard\nTrust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted\nMove over, Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh\nLeave you toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip it\nTears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC, G's\nDisrespect me, my potency is deadly\nI'm shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes\nHit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy\nSlit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick\nI stabbed her brother with the ice pick\nBecause he wanted me to fuck him from the back (Come on)\nBut Smalls don't get down like that (What a shit)\nFound your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom\nSlit him down the back and threw salt in the wound (That's right)\nWho you think you're dealing with?\nAnybody step into my path is fucking feeling it\nHardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy\nStab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me (Work and pleasure)\nI'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen\nThe black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)\nBecause you know I love it young, fresh and green\nWith no hair in between, know what I mean?\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\nYou're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n(This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\nYou're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong who got it going on?\n(Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\nThere's several different levels to Devil worshiping\nHorses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\nAnimals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\nBut I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\nI just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\nAnd I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\nI got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\nAnd baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\nHe's ready for war, I'm ready for war\nI got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\nMy Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\nI just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\nMarshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\nWith your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\nRed on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\nMet on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\nI'm dead wrong!\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\nYou're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\nWho got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)\nYou're dead wrong\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong (C'mon)\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong (C'mon)\nYo Big, you're dead wrong\nThe weak or the strong\nWho got it going on?\nYou're dead wrong...\nWe won't stop, 'cause we can't stop\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.55] Bad Boy, baby\n[00:02.55] Yeah, yeah\n[00:05.79] Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\n[00:08.82] B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\n[00:10.94] Born Again. C'mon\n[00:13.60] The weak or the strong\n[00:14.79] Who got it going on?\n[00:17.35] You're dead wrong\n[00:19.08] The weak or the strong\n[00:20.67] Who got it going on?\n[00:22.55] You're dead wrong\n[00:23.95] Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\n[00:28.67] Throw you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\n[00:31.55] Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\n[00:33.88] The hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n[00:37.08] \"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\n[00:40.59] Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\n[00:43.76] Jab her if she act funny with the money\n[00:46.43] Oh, you got me mistaken, honey\n[00:48.28] I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\n[00:51.03] The Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors\n[00:53.88] Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?\n[00:56.11] The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho\n[00:58.96] I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics\n[01:01.92] \"Make up to break up,\" niggas need to wake up\n[01:04.67] Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure\n[01:07.76] Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia\n[01:10.52] She don't remember shit, just the two hits\n[01:13.63] Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits\n[01:16.47] Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick\n[01:19.80] And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick\n[01:22.92] I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown\n[01:26.35] I was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around\n[01:28.83] Jacked her, then, I asked her, \"Who's her man?\" She said, \"B-I-G,\"\n[01:32.11] Then I bust in her E-Y-E\n[01:34.19] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[01:35.43] The weak or the strong\n[01:36.51] Who got it going on?\n[01:38.55] You're dead wrong\n[01:39.68] Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[01:41.16] The weak or the strong\n[01:42.24] Who got it going on? 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(You're dead wrong)\n[03:05.65] You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[03:07.89] The weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n[03:10.48] (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\n[03:13.21] The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n[03:17.16] You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n[03:19.21] The weak or the strong who got it going on?\n[03:22.16] (Ladies and gentlemen...) 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(Who got it going on?)\n  start_ms: 113450\n  end_ms: 115940\n- text: You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 115940\n  end_ms: 117220\n- text: When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard\n  start_ms: 117220\n  end_ms: 120540\n- text: Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted\n  start_ms: 120540\n  end_ms: 123530\n- text: Move over, Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh\n  start_ms: 123530\n  end_ms: 126810\n- text: Leave you toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip it\n  start_ms: 126810\n  end_ms: 129420\n- text: Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC, G's\n  start_ms: 129420\n  end_ms: 132460\n- text: Disrespect me, my potency is deadly\n  start_ms: 132460\n  end_ms: 135450\n- text: I'm shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes\n  start_ms: 135450\n  end_ms: 138060\n- text: Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy\n  start_ms: 138060\n  end_ms: 141060\n- text: Slit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick\n  start_ms: 141060\n  end_ms: 144900\n- text: I stabbed her brother with the ice pick\n  start_ms: 144900\n  end_ms: 147150\n- text: Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back (Come on)\n  start_ms: 147150\n  end_ms: 150240\n- text: But Smalls don't get down like that (What a shit)\n  start_ms: 150240\n  end_ms: 153480\n- text: Found your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom\n  start_ms: 153480\n  end_ms: 156920\n- text: Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound (That's right)\n  start_ms: 156920\n  end_ms: 160020\n- text: Who you think you're dealing with?\n  start_ms: 160020\n  end_ms: 161460\n- text: Anybody step into my path is fucking feeling it\n  start_ms: 161460\n  end_ms: 164460\n- text: Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy\n  start_ms: 164460\n  end_ms: 167100\n- text: Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me (Work and pleasure)\n  start_ms: 167100\n  end_ms: 170040\n- text: I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen\n  start_ms: 170040\n  end_ms: 172760\n- text: The black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)\n  start_ms: 172760\n  end_ms: 176090\n- text: Because you know I love it young, fresh and green\n  start_ms: 176090\n  end_ms: 179160\n- text: With no hair in between, know what I mean?\n  start_ms: 179160\n  end_ms: 181560\n- text: The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  start_ms: 181560\n  end_ms: 185650\n- text: You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 185650\n  end_ms: 187890\n- text: The weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n  start_ms: 187890\n  end_ms: 190480\n- text: (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 190480\n  end_ms: 193210\n- text: The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  start_ms: 193210\n  end_ms: 197160\n- text: You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 197160\n  end_ms: 199210\n- text: The weak or the strong who got it going on?\n  start_ms: 199210\n  end_ms: 202160\n- text: (Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 202160\n  end_ms: 204850\n- text: There's several different levels to Devil worshiping\n  start_ms: 204850\n  end_ms: 207290\n- text: Horses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\n  start_ms: 207290\n  end_ms: 211210\n- text: Animals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\n  start_ms: 211210\n  end_ms: 213920\n- text: But I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\n  start_ms: 213920\n  end_ms: 216120\n- text: I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\n  start_ms: 216120\n  end_ms: 218970\n- text: And I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\n  start_ms: 218970\n  end_ms: 221840\n- text: I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\n  start_ms: 221840\n  end_ms: 225570\n- text: And baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\n  start_ms: 225570\n  end_ms: 227840\n- text: He's ready for war, I'm ready for war\n  start_ms: 227840\n  end_ms: 229850\n- text: I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\n  start_ms: 229850\n  end_ms: 233410\n- text: My Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\n  start_ms: 233410\n  end_ms: 236330\n- text: I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\n  start_ms: 236330\n  end_ms: 239200\n- text: Marshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\n  start_ms: 239200\n  end_ms: 242010\n- text: With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\n  start_ms: 242010\n  end_ms: 244980\n- text: Red on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\n  start_ms: 244980\n  end_ms: 247840\n- text: Met on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\n  start_ms: 247840\n  end_ms: 250880\n- text: I'm dead wrong!\n  start_ms: 250880\n  end_ms: 251850\n- text: The weak or the strong\n  start_ms: 251850\n  end_ms: 252810\n- text: Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  start_ms: 252810\n  end_ms: 255210\n- text: You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 255210\n  end_ms: 256370\n- text: Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 256370\n  end_ms: 257210\n- text: The weak or the strong\n  start_ms: 257210\n  end_ms: 258200\n- text: Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n  start_ms: 258200\n  end_ms: 261170\n- text: You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 261170\n  end_ms: 262760\n- text: The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\n  start_ms: 262760\n  end_ms: 264440\n- text: Who got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)\n  start_ms: 264440\n  end_ms: 267090\n- text: You're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 267090\n  end_ms: 268000\n- text: Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 268000\n  end_ms: 268890\n- text: The weak or the strong\n  start_ms: 268890\n  end_ms: 269880\n- text: Who got it going on?\n  start_ms: 269880\n  end_ms: 272570\n- text: You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n  start_ms: 272570\n  end_ms: 274460\n- text: The weak or the strong\n  start_ms: 274460\n  end_ms: 275800\n- text: Who got it going on?\n  start_ms: 275800\n  end_ms: 278610\n- text: You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n  start_ms: 278610\n  end_ms: 279770\n- text: Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  start_ms: 279770\n  end_ms: 280610\n- text: The weak or the strong\n  start_ms: 280610\n  end_ms: 281810\n- text: Who got it going on?\n  start_ms: 281810\n  end_ms: 284450\n- text: You're dead wrong...\n  start_ms: 284450\n  end_ms: 285070\n- text: We won't stop, 'cause we can't stop\n  start_ms: 285070\n  end_ms: 286450\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 286450\nplain: |\n  Bad Boy, baby\n  Yeah, yeah\n  Junior M.A.F.I.A., yeah\n  B.I.G. 2000, B.I.G. 2000\n  Born Again. C'mon\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke\n  Throw you in a choke—gun smoke, gun smoke\n  Biggie Smalls for mayor, the rap slayer\n  The hooker layer, motherfucker, say your prayers!\n  \"Hail Mary, full of grace...\" Smack the bitch in the face\n  Take her Gucci bag and the North Face off her back\n  Jab her if she act funny with the money\n  Oh, you got me mistaken, honey\n  I don't wanna rape ya, I just want the paper\n  The Visa, capisce-ah? I'm out like The Vapors\n  Who's the one you call Mr. Macho?\n  The head honcho, swift fists like Cu-macho\n  I got so much style I should be down with the Stylistics\n  \"Make up to break up,\" niggas need to wake up\n  Smell the Indonesia, beat you to a seizure\n  Then fuck your moms, hit the skins to amnesia\n  She don't remember shit, just the two hits\n  Her hittin' the floor and me hittin' the clits\n  Sucking on the tits, had the hooker beggin' for the dick\n  And your moms ain't ugly, love, my dick got rock quick\n  I guess I was a combination of House of Pain and Bobby Brown\n  I was Humpin' Around and Jumpin' Around\n  Jacked her, then, I asked her, \"Who's her man?\" She said, \"B-I-G,\"\n  Then I bust in her E-Y-E\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong\n  When I get dusted I like to spread the blood like mustard\n  Trust it, my hardcore rain leaves you rusted\n  Move over, Lucifer, I'm more ruthless, uh\n  Leave you toothless, you'll kibitz, I'll flip it\n  Tears don't affect me, I hit 'em with the TEC, G's\n  Disrespect me, my potency is deadly\n  I'm shooting babies; no ifs, ands or maybes\n  Hit mummy in the tummy if the hooker plays a dummy\n  Slit the wrist of little sis after she sucked the dick\n  I stabbed her brother with the ice pick\n  Because he wanted me to fuck him from the back (Come on)\n  But Smalls don't get down like that (What a shit)\n  Found your father hiding in a room, fucked him with the broom\n  Slit him down the back and threw salt in the wound (That's right)\n  Who you think you're dealing with?\n  Anybody step into my path is fucking feeling it\n  Hardcore, I got it sucked like a pussy\n  Stab you 'til you're gushy, so please don't push me (Work and pleasure)\n  I'm using rubbers so they won't trace the semen\n  The black demon got the little hookers screaming (Woo!)\n  Because you know I love it young, fresh and green\n  With no hair in between, know what I mean?\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on?\n  (This 2000, Bad Boy forever, baby) You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong, who got it going on? (Who got it going on?)\n  You're dead wrong Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong who got it going on?\n  (Ladies and gentlemen...) You're dead wrong\n  There's several different levels to Devil worshiping\n  Horses' heads, human sacrifices, cannibalism, candles and exorcism\n  Animals, having sex with 'em, camels, mammals and rabbits\n  But I don't get into that, I kicked the habit\n  I just beat you to death with weapons that eat through the flesh\n  And I never eat you unless the fucking meat looks fresh\n  I got a lion in my pocket, I'm lyin', I got a .9 in my pocket\n  And baby, I'm just dyin' to cock him\n  He's ready for war, I'm ready for war\n  I got machetes and swords for any faggot that said he was raw\n  My Uzi's heavy as yours, yeah you met me before\n  I just didn't have as large an arsenal of weapons before\n  Marshall will step in the door, I'll lay your head on the floor\n  With your body spread on the bedspread, red on the wall\n  Red on the ceiling, red on the floor, get a new whore\n  Met on the second, wed on the third, then she's dead on the fourth\n  I'm dead wrong!\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (You're dead wrong)\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on? (Junior MAFIA, Bad Boy)\n  You're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong (Uh-huh)\n  Who got it going on? (Born Again, yeah)\n  You're dead wrong\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong (C'mon)\n  Yo Big, you're dead wrong\n  The weak or the strong\n  Who got it going on?\n  You're dead wrong...\n  We won't stop, 'cause we can't stop\n"},{"id":17846044,"name":"Hellbound (H&h Remix)","trackName":"Hellbound (H&h Remix)","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Off The Wall","duration":236.95995,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Jigoku e iku no wa omae ga saki da!\n\nWelcome back to the stage of history\n\nYo, Slim Shady!\nYo, I'll fuckin'... (Alright), I'll\n\nI'll puke, eat it, and freak you (Ew)\nBattle? I'm too weeded to speak to\nThe only key that I see to defeat you\nWould be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you\nAnd force feed you 'em both\nAnd on each feet is a cleat shoe (Agh!)\nI'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse\nYou'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you\n(Bitch!) I ain't no fucking G, I'm a cannibal\nI ain't tryin' to shoot you\nI'm tryin' to chop you into pieces and eat you\nWrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass\nAnd have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin' mattress\nCoke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers\nFuck the planet 'til it spins on a broken axis\nI'm so bananas I'm showing up to your open casket\nTo fill it full of explosive gases and close it back\nWith a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches\nBlow you to fragments, laugh, roll you, and smoke the ashes\n\nI see the light at the end\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\nIf so, Heaven's got to be better\nBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\nI see the light at the end\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\nIf so, Heaven's got to be better\nBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n\nAm I the worst because I never go to church? (Never)\nI run a red light then sideswipe a hearse\nI'ma drink till my liver rot, see the doc leave the E.R\nThen hit a bar for a liquor shot; fuck the liver spot!\nOne day we all gon' die\nBut when I die, I'ma be so high\nThat I'ma get up and walk, leaving the concrete bare\nWith the chalk outline still there\nI smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot\nI got a cross on my chain, but it's just to rock\nNow if I pray every night (Night)\nDo I still have to hold my tray very tight?\nYou feel me, God? I done did so much shit while on Earth\nI smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse\nI bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse\nSince way back, I was one to never like back-talk\nSee me at the pearly gates in line, wearing a North Face\nNickle 9 at my waist, God done lost faith\nAngels greet me, but I don't reply back\nJust show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at?\n\nI see the light at the end\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\nIf so, Heaven's got to be better\nBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n\nMaxi was seriously wounded\nBut the soul still burns\nFinal battle, fight!\n\nAnalyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso\nCall me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso\nAnd of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger\nLike Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger\nI breathe down shit so hard you can see sound\nAnd beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds\nMy pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger\nTie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her\nTen blocks, untie the bitch, and I still bag her\nGive her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager\nMy shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel\nMy flows spill, like using the wrong end of a funnel\nEveryday I grow more older and more colder\nFly you to Colorado, roll you over with a boulder\nI know you want to retaliate but you won't dare\n'Cause you're fuckin' with some niggas like this who just don't care\n\nI see the light at the end\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\nIf so, Heaven's got to be better\nBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\nI see the light at the end\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\nIf so, Heaven's got to be better\nBut if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n\nBut every time I take a step it gets dim\nTell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? (Haha)\nTime's up! You lose!\nKatta ne!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.47] Jigoku e iku no wa omae ga saki da!\n[00:12.31] Welcome back to the stage of history\n[00:17.33] Yo, Slim Shady!\n[00:21.84] Yo, I'll fuckin'... (Alright), I'll\n[00:25.64] I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (Ew)\n[00:27.51] Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to\n[00:28.85] The only key that I see to defeat you\n[00:31.08] Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you\n[00:33.63] And force feed you 'em both\n[00:34.56] And on each feet is a cleat shoe (Agh!)\n[00:36.16] I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse\n[00:38.40] You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you\n[00:41.52] (Bitch!) I ain't no fucking G, I'm a cannibal\n[00:43.36] I ain't tryin' to shoot you\n[00:44.37] I'm tryin' to chop you into pieces and eat you\n[00:46.25] Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass\n[00:48.76] And have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin' mattress\n[00:51.40] Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers\n[00:54.07] Fuck the planet 'til it spins on a broken axis\n[00:56.53] I'm so bananas I'm showing up to your open casket\n[00:59.40] To fill it full of explosive gases and close it back\n[01:02.07] With a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches\n[01:04.45] Blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you, and smoke the ashes\n[01:06.83] I see the light at the end\n[01:08.30] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[01:10.75] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n[01:12.81] If so, Heaven's got to be better\n[01:14.87] But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n[01:17.41] I see the light at the end\n[01:18.66] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[01:21.58] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n[01:23.19] If so, Heaven's got to be better\n[01:25.17] But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n[01:27.60] Am I the worst because I never go to church? (Never)\n[01:30.53] I run a red light then sideswipe a hearse\n[01:32.81] I'ma drink till my liver rot, see the doc leave the E.R\n[01:35.81] Then hit a bar for a liquor shot; fuck the liver spot!\n[01:38.48] One day we all gon' die\n[01:40.60] But when I die, I'ma be so high\n[01:43.35] That I'ma get up and walk, leaving the concrete bare\n[01:46.15] With the chalk outline still there\n[01:48.15] I smoke 'til I choke and I sex a lot\n[01:50.25] I got a cross on my chain, but it's just to rock\n[01:52.98] Now if I pray every night (Night)\n[01:54.52] Do I still have to hold my tray very tight?\n[01:57.72] You feel me, God? I done did so much shit while on Earth\n[02:00.43] I smoke, I drink, I curse, and to make matters worse\n[02:03.38] I bust my gun first, and then I chat with your corpse\n[02:05.93] Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk\n[02:08.10] See me at the pearly gates in line, wearing a North Face\n[02:11.62] Nickle 9 at my waist, God done lost faith\n[02:14.53] Angels greet me, but I don't reply back\n[02:16.49] Just show me to my quarters, and oh yeah, where's Thai at?\n[02:19.17] I see the light at the end\n[02:20.75] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[02:23.29] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n[02:24.83] If so, Heaven's got to be better\n[02:26.97] But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n[02:32.06] Maxi was seriously wounded\n[02:34.95] But the soul still burns\n[02:37.53] Final battle, fight!\n[02:40.05] Analyze the strength of my game, like Lee Corso\n[02:42.84] Call me a lost soul, with a vest on my torso\n[02:45.30] And of course, yo, y'all know I'm no stranger to danger\n[02:47.76] Like Christ in a manger, feel a whole range of my anger\n[02:50.37] I breathe down shit so hard you can see sound\n[02:53.11] And beat down these rap clowns in like three rounds\n[02:55.68] My pen 'bout as sharp as a dagger, walk with a swagger\n[02:58.15] Tie your wife to the back of a black Jag and I drag her\n[03:00.71] Ten blocks, untie the bitch, and I still bag her\n[03:03.23] Give her a smack in the ass and a six pack of lager\n[03:05.81] My shit go as deep and as dark as a train tunnel\n[03:08.47] My flows spill, like using the wrong end of a funnel\n[03:11.09] Everyday I grow more older and more colder\n[03:13.69] Fly you to Colorado, roll you over with a boulder\n[03:16.09] I know you want to retaliate but you won't dare\n[03:18.82] 'Cause you're fuckin' with some niggas like this who just don't care\n[03:21.03] I see the light at the end\n[03:22.48] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[03:25.25] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n[03:27.14] If so, Heaven's got to be better\n[03:29.00] But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n[03:31.39] I see the light at the end\n[03:32.92] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[03:35.58] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n[03:37.45] If so, Heaven's got to be better\n[03:39.32] But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n[03:42.81] But every time I take a step it gets dim\n[03:45.92] Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in? (Haha)\n[03:49.69] Time's up! You lose!\n[03:53.17] Katta ne!\n[03:57.05] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hellbound (H&h Remix)\n  artist: Eminem\n  album: Off The Wall\n  duration_ms: 236960\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Jigoku e iku no wa omae ga saki da!\n  start_ms: 470\n  end_ms: 12310\n- text: Welcome back to the stage of history\n  start_ms: 12310\n  end_ms: 17330\n- text: Yo, Slim Shady!\n  start_ms: 17330\n  end_ms: 21840\n- text: Yo, I'll fuckin'... (Alright), I'll\n  start_ms: 21840\n  end_ms: 25640\n- text: I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (Ew)\n  start_ms: 25640\n  end_ms: 27510\n- text: Battle? 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(Haha)\n  start_ms: 225920\n  end_ms: 229690\n- text: Time's up! You lose!\n  start_ms: 229690\n  end_ms: 233170\n- text: Katta ne!\n  start_ms: 233170\n  end_ms: 237050\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 237050\nplain: |-\n  Jigoku e iku no wa omae ga saki da!\n\n  Welcome back to the stage of history\n\n  Yo, Slim Shady!\n  Yo, I'll fuckin'... (Alright), I'll\n\n  I'll puke, eat it, and freak you (Ew)\n  Battle? I'm too weeded to speak to\n  The only key that I see to defeat you\n  Would be for me to remove these two Adidas and beat you\n  And force feed you 'em both\n  And on each feet is a cleat shoe (Agh!)\n  I'll lift you off your feet so fast with a roundhouse\n  You'll think I pulled the fucking ground out from underneath you\n  (Bitch!) I ain't no fucking G, I'm a cannibal\n  I ain't tryin' to shoot you\n  I'm tryin' to chop you into pieces and eat you\n  Wrap you in rope and plastic, stab you with broken glass\n  And have you with open gashes strapped to a soakin' mattress\n  Coke and acid, black magic, cloaks and daggers\n  Fuck the planet 'til it spins on a broken axis\n  I'm so bananas I'm showing up to your open casket\n  To fill it full of explosive gases and close it back\n  With a lit match in it while I sit back and just hope it catches\n  Blow you to fragments, laugh, roll you, and smoke the ashes\n\n  I see the light at the end\n  But every time I take a step it gets dim\n  Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n  If so, Heaven's got to be better\n  But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n  I see the light at the end\n  But every time I take a step it gets dim\n  Tell me, is this Hell we're livin' in?\n  If so, Heaven's got to be better\n  But if we're hellbound, whatever, let's go down\n\n  Am I the worst because I never go to church? 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(Haha)\n  Time's up! You lose!\n  Katta ne!\n"}]