[{"id":19573594,"name":"Session One","trackName":"Session One","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Eminem","duration":268.248,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\nAww shit, yeah\nY'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\nA'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n\nNow I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\nI could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\nCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\nAnd relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\nBurp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\nDouble shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\nWhoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n\nUh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.48] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.85] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.18] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.22] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:21.90] \n[00:24.25] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.16] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.75] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.35] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.63] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.38] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.04] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.39] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.92] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.84] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.38] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.03] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.83] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.28] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.25] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.86] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.87] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.52] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.22] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.31] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.24] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.46] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.52] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.42] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.13] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.41] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.47] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.22] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.53] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.93] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.28] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.65] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.49] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.79] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.37] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.08] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.38] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.60] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.73] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.07] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.26] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.86] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\n[02:28.31] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:31.35] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n[02:33.72] Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n[02:36.67] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:39.21] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:42.35] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n[02:45.38] I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:47.53] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n[02:50.29] Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:53.15] Homie chill, listen, I swear\n[02:55.06] I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n[02:58.41] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[03:00.28] Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n[03:01.67] As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n[03:03.89] And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:06.91] And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n[03:09.30] This isn't just an infection\n[03:11.42] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:13.69] Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n[03:16.17] What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n[03:20.12] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:22.53] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n[03:26.05] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n[03:28.40] Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.71] I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.94] Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n[03:37.00] Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n[03:39.34] Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:42.32] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:44.67] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n[03:47.71] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:49.83] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:52.62] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:55.53] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:58.31] I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:01.84] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.88] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:07.10] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:09.38] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:12.08] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n[04:15.35] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n[04:18.25] We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n[04:20.89] 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:23.04] Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n[04:26.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One\n artist: Eminem\n album: Eminem\n duration_ms: 268248\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n start_ms: 3480\n end_ms: 9850\n- text: Aww shit, yeah\n start_ms: 9850\n end_ms: 14180\n- text: Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n start_ms: 14180\n end_ms: 18220\n- text: A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n start_ms: 18220\n end_ms: 21900\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 21900\n end_ms: 24250\n- text: Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n start_ms: 24250\n end_ms: 27160\n- text: I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n start_ms: 27160\n end_ms: 29610\n- text: Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n start_ms: 29610\n end_ms: 32750\n- text: And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n start_ms: 32750\n end_ms: 35350\n- text: Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n start_ms: 35350\n end_ms: 37630\n- text: Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n start_ms: 37630\n end_ms: 40380\n- text: Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n start_ms: 40380\n end_ms: 43040\n- text: Uh-oh! 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\n Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n Went through 'em and laughed\n Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\n I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n Designed by a cartoon\n Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n The nine tucked against the linin'\n I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n\n You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\n Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n You on your last burrito\n (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\n Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\n I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n Homie chill, listen, I swear\n\n I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\n This isn't just an infection\n This won't go away with penicillin injections\n Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\n I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n I take your life to the ninth inning\n A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\n I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\n I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n"},{"id":30111668,"name":"Session One","trackName":"Session One","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Eminem Vs. DJ Whoo Kid: Shady Classics","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\nAw shit, yeah\nY'all ready to get this shit started or what?\nAight, well, I brought some friends with me too\nNow I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\nI could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\nCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\nOut and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\nBurp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\nDouble shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\nWhoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\nUh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in\nTrouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\nIt's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\nDamn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\nYou should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\nLet's network, get our poly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\nDestroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident\nAnd bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\nLump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\nThe 9 tucked against the lining\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\nLike y'all are a couple 69ing\nIt's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch, nigga\nYou screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me\nNickel Da O.J. Da Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear\nAnd ask you how your brain sound\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\nI harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\nUncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie, chill, listen, I swear\nI'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\nWell, when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\nThis isn't just an infection (nah)\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose\nAfter they did an inspection, what I exhibit\nSeems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\nJump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\nI'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked\nAnd your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala\nI bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\nWe do it to try to do without tryin'\n(Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.54] Aw shit, yeah\n[00:13.38] Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?\n[00:16.86] Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too\n[00:23.40] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\n[00:25.87] I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:28.80] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\n[00:31.46] Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\n[00:34.13] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:36.62] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:39.22] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:41.98] Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in\n[00:45.07] Trouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\n[00:47.81] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\n[00:50.67] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\n[00:53.42] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:56.12] Now stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\n[00:58.93] It's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\n[01:01.83] Damn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\n[01:04.48] You should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\n[01:07.17] Let's network, get our poly on, you and me both\n[01:10.01] Break bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:12.77] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:14.56] Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:18.00] In other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:21.53] Destroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:24.06] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:25.63] Came back an hour after the accident\n[01:27.36] And bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:29.81] So stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\n[01:32.28] Slaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\n[01:35.17] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\n[01:38.63] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:40.75] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\n[01:43.98] Lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:46.37] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.11] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\n[01:51.07] The 9 tucked against the lining\n[01:53.09] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\n[01:54.86] Like y'all are a couple 69ing\n[01:56.77] It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\n[01:59.89] Fuck yo' couch, nigga\n[02:02.86] You screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\n[02:05.28] While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:08.09] My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:10.25] Because I murdered her, so you can call me\n[02:12.38] Nickel Da O.J. Da Glove\n[02:13.89] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:15.66] Blow your brains on your opposite ear\n[02:17.64] And ask you how your brain sound\n[02:19.15] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\n[02:23.12] You on your last burrito\n[02:24.52] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\n[02:27.37] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:30.04] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\n[02:32.54] Good day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\n[02:35.70] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:38.26] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:41.48] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\n[02:44.32] I harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:46.35] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\n[02:49.04] Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:51.86] Homie, chill, listen, I swear\n[02:53.91] I'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\n[02:57.32] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[02:59.28] Just waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\n[03:01.69] Well, when you look at my pee\n[03:02.86] And this joint no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:05.88] And record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\n[03:08.49] This isn't just an infection (nah)\n[03:09.98] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:12.51] Millions of questions arose\n[03:14.02] After they did an inspection, what I exhibit\n[03:16.02] Seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\n[03:18.94] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:21.72] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\n[03:25.18] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\n[03:27.64] Jump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.00] I'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.00] Get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\n[03:36.01] Call it Maserati drop in the body shop\n[03:38.48] Get your mommy knocked\n[03:39.49] And your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:41.31] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:43.96] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\n[03:46.88] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:48.87] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:51.58] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:54.68] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:57.39] I ball like Iguodala\n[03:58.57] I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:00.85] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.01] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:06.10] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:08.22] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:10.77] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\n[04:13.83] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\n[04:17.25] We do it to try to do without tryin'\n[04:19.28] (Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:21.77] Where's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One\n artist: Eminem\n album: 'Eminem Vs. 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I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.42] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.81] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.15] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.21] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:24.27] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.11] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.66] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.78] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.39] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.67] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.30] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.03] Uh-oh! 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.31] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.91] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.88] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.30] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.05] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.85] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.25] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.28] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.83] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.82] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.53] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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It's a wrap if you eatin'\n[02:28.37] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:31.40] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n[02:33.79] Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n[02:36.69] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:39.22] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:42.33] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n[02:45.38] I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:47.55] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n[02:50.24] Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:53.10] Homie chill, listen, I swear\n[02:55.09] I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n[02:58.42] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[03:00.28] Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n[03:01.65] As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n[03:03.82] And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:06.91] And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n[03:09.32] This isn't just an infection\n[03:11.49] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:13.67] Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n[03:16.16] What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n[03:20.14] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:22.51] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n[03:26.05] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n[03:28.40] Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.78] I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.96] Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n[03:37.08] Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n[03:39.34] Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:42.38] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:44.62] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n[03:47.75] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:49.86] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:52.61] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:55.55] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:58.35] I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:01.83] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.88] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:07.14] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:09.39] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:12.02] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n[04:15.34] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n[04:18.29] We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n[04:20.85] 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:23.03] Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n[04:26.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One (Feat. 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No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.42] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.81] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.15] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.21] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:24.27] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.11] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.66] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.78] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.39] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.67] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.30] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.03] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.31] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.91] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.88] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.30] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.05] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.85] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.25] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.28] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.83] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.82] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.53] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.29] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.33] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.20] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.42] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.53] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.48] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.17] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.45] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.49] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.23] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.57] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.96] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.25] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.63] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.45] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.70] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.36] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.07] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.31] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.68] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.75] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.01] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.23] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.81] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\n[02:28.37] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:31.40] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n[02:33.79] Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n[02:36.69] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:39.22] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:42.33] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n[02:45.38] I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:47.55] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n[02:50.24] Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:53.10] Homie chill, listen, I swear\n[02:55.09] I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n[02:58.42] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[03:00.28] Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n[03:01.65] As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n[03:03.82] And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:06.91] And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n[03:09.32] This isn't just an infection\n[03:11.49] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:13.67] Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n[03:16.16] What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n[03:20.14] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:22.51] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n[03:26.05] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n[03:28.40] Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.78] I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.96] Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n[03:37.08] Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n[03:39.34] Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:42.38] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:44.62] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n[03:47.75] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:49.86] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:52.61] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:55.55] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:58.35] I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:01.83] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.88] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:07.14] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:09.39] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:12.02] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n[04:15.34] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n[04:18.29] We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n[04:20.85] 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:23.03] Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n[04:26.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One Feat. 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\n Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n Went through 'em and laughed\n Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\n I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n Designed by a cartoon\n Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n The nine tucked against the linin'\n I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n\n You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\n Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n You on your last burrito\n (What that mean Nickel?) 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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Da Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear\nAnd ask you how your brain sound\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\nI harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\nUncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie, chill, listen, I swear\nI'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\nWell, when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\nThis isn't just an infection (nah)\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose\nAfter they did an inspection, what I exhibit\nSeems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\nJump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\nI'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked\nAnd your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala\nI bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\nWe do it to try to do without tryin'\n(Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.54] Aw shit, yeah\n[00:13.38] Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?\n[00:16.86] Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too\n[00:23.40] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\n[00:25.87] I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:28.80] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\n[00:31.46] Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\n[00:34.13] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:36.62] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:39.22] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:41.98] Uh-oh, you can call me R. 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.31] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.91] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.88] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.30] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.05] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.85] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.25] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.28] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.83] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.82] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.53] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\n Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n Went through 'em and laughed\n Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\n I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n Designed by a cartoon\n Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n The nine tucked against the linin'\n I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n\n You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\n Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n You on your last burrito\n (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\n Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\n I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n Homie chill, listen, I swear\n\n I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\n This isn't just an infection\n This won't go away with penicillin injections\n Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\n I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n I take your life to the ninth inning\n A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\n I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\n I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n"},{"id":21048592,"name":"Session One","trackName":"Session One","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Trailer Park Celebrity","duration":263.810612,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\nAww shit, yeah\nY'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\nA'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n\nNow I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\nI could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\nCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\nAnd relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\nBurp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\nDouble shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\nWhoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n\nUh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.48] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.85] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.18] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.22] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:21.90] \n[00:24.25] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.16] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.75] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.35] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.63] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.38] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.04] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.39] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.92] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.84] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.38] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.03] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.83] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.28] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.25] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.86] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.87] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.52] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.22] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.31] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.24] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.46] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.52] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.42] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.13] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.41] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.47] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.22] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.53] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.93] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.28] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.65] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.49] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.79] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.37] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.08] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.38] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.60] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.73] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.07] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.26] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.86] (What that mean Nickel?) 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.46] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.97] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.66] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.42] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.21] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[00:59.95] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.84] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.48] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.25] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.99] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.73] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.78] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.23] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.48] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.35] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.43] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.67] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.57] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.15] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.46] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.66] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.35] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.66] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:49.02] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.19] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.83] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.35] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.68] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.33] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.02] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.24] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.70] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.68] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.37] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.22] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.84] (What that mean Nickel?) 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.48] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.85] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.18] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.22] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:21.90] \n[00:24.25] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.16] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.75] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.35] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.63] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.38] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.04] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.39] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.92] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.84] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.38] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.03] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.83] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.28] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.25] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.86] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.87] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.52] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.22] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.31] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.24] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.46] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.52] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.42] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.13] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.41] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.47] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.22] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.53] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.93] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.28] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.65] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.49] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.79] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.37] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.08] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.38] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.60] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.73] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.07] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.26] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.86] (What that mean Nickel?) 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.48] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.85] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.18] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.22] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:21.90] \n[00:24.25] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.16] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.75] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.35] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.63] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.38] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.04] Uh-oh! 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.48] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.85] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.18] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.22] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:21.90] \n[00:24.25] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.16] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.61] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.75] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.35] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.63] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.38] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.04] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.39] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.92] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.84] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.38] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.03] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.83] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.28] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.25] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.86] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.87] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.52] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.22] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.31] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.24] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.46] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.52] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.42] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.13] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.41] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.47] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.22] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.53] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.93] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.28] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.65] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.49] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.79] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.37] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.08] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.38] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.60] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.73] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.07] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.26] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.86] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\n[02:28.31] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:31.35] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\n[02:33.72] Good day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n[02:36.67] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:39.21] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:42.35] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n[02:45.38] I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:47.53] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n[02:50.29] Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:53.15] Homie chill, listen, I swear\n[02:55.06] I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n[02:58.41] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[03:00.28] Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n[03:01.67] As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n[03:03.89] And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:06.91] And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n[03:09.30] This isn't just an infection\n[03:11.42] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:13.69] Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n[03:16.17] What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n[03:20.12] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:22.53] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n[03:26.05] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n[03:28.40] Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.71] I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.94] Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n[03:37.00] Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n[03:39.34] Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:42.32] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:44.67] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n[03:47.71] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:49.83] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:52.62] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:55.53] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:58.31] I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:01.84] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.88] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:07.10] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:09.38] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:12.08] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n[04:15.35] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n[04:18.25] We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n[04:20.89] 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:23.04] Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n[04:26.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One\n artist: Eminem\n album: Remission\n duration_ms: 246000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n start_ms: 3480\n end_ms: 9850\n- text: Aww shit, yeah\n start_ms: 9850\n end_ms: 14180\n- text: Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n start_ms: 14180\n end_ms: 18220\n- text: A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n start_ms: 18220\n end_ms: 21900\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 21900\n end_ms: 24250\n- text: Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n start_ms: 24250\n end_ms: 27160\n- text: I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n start_ms: 27160\n end_ms: 29610\n- text: Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n start_ms: 29610\n end_ms: 32750\n- text: And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n start_ms: 32750\n end_ms: 35350\n- text: Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n start_ms: 35350\n end_ms: 37630\n- text: Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n start_ms: 37630\n end_ms: 40380\n- text: Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n start_ms: 40380\n end_ms: 43040\n- text: Uh-oh! 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\n I harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\n It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\n Uncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\n Homie chill, listen, I swear\n\n I'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\n I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n Just waitin' to be hooked to IV\n As Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\n And this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\n And record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\n This isn't just an infection\n This won't go away with penicillin injections\n Millions of questions arose after they did an inspection\n What I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\n Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\n So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\n Jump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\n I'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\n Get your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\n Call it Maserati drop, in the body shop\n Get your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n I take your life to the ninth inning\n A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\n I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\n I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n I ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\n As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\n I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\n Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\n We do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n 'Cause to it's us it's so easy\n Where's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n"},{"id":16826242,"name":"Session One","trackName":"Session One","artistName":"Eminem","albumName":"Fight Night","duration":269.191837,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\nAww shit, yeah\nY'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\nA'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n\nNow I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\nI could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\nCouple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\nAnd relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\nBurp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\nDouble shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\nWhoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n\nUh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n\nDestroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\nI pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\nThe nine tucked against the linin'\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\nIt's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch nigga!\n\nYou're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eatin'\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touchin' that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz yo where the fuck you at?\n\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of your tight squares\nI harbor the art, of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear (uh)\nUncle Al's breath after polishin' off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie chill, listen, I swear\n\nI'm God, I give tracks a holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow!)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waitin' to be hooked to IV\nAs Mumm-Ra's well when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint, no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink, when I rip his intestine\n\nThis isn't just an infection\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose after they did an inspection\nWhat I exhibit seems to be non-contagious, yet anybody can get it\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Emiddinem\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgustin' hook\nJump in shark water and swim, yo where the fuck is Crook?\n\nI'm right here lettin' the shottie pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped, like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop, in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked, and your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winnin'\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala, I bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam!\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flyin'\nWe do it to try to do without tryin' (Slaughterhouse!)\n'Cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's, Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.42] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.81] Aww shit, yeah\n[00:14.15] Y'all ready to get this shit started, or what?\n[00:18.21] A'ight, well I brought some friends with me too\n[00:24.27] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just sayin' I'm back\n[00:27.11] I could relax, but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:29.66] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black out\n[00:32.78] And relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniel's and 'gnac\n[00:35.39] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:37.67] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:40.30] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:43.03] Uh-oh! You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n[00:46.31] What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n[00:48.91] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n[00:51.88] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n[00:54.30] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:57.15] Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n[01:00.05] It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n[01:02.85] Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n[01:05.25] You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n[01:08.28] It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n[01:10.83] Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:13.82] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:15.53] Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.29] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.33] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.20] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.42] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.53] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.48] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.17] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.45] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.49] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.23] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.57] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.96] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.25] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.63] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.45] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.70] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.36] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.07] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.31] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.68] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.75] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.01] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.23] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.81] (What that mean Nickel?) 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\n What's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\n It's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\n Damn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\n You should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\n It's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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You can call me R. Kelly now, you're in trouble\nWhat's occurin' befo', after and durin' the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm baring, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushin' you out the doe\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fuckin' feet 'til you get to squishin' a hoe\nIt's pandemonium standin' know when you see him, oh\n\nDamn baby you look good, you're givin' me wood\nYou should, pull over like a sweat-shirt with a hood\nIt's neck work, get her polly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm coppin' over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spittin' the same flames as me? 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I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:19.29] In other words, I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:22.33] Destroyed the front end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:25.20] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:26.42] Came back an hour after the accident and bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:30.53] So stop fakin' the funk and start shakin' your ass\n[01:33.48] Slaughterhouse in the house with the caucasian of rap\n[01:36.17] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazin' than that?\n[01:39.45] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:41.49] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers\n[01:44.23] I pry apart you, lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:47.57] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.96] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy Io' fire Marshall\n[01:52.25] The nine tucked against the linin'\n[01:53.63] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down like y'all are a couple 69'in\n[01:58.45] It's like Rick James is shootin' up your house, nigga\n[02:02.34] Fuck yo' couch nigga!\n[02:03.70] You're screamin' fuck the world with your middle finger up\n[02:06.36] While I'm over here shovin' my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:09.07] My bitch, know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:11.31] Because I murdered her, so you can call me Nickel to O.J. to Glove\n[02:14.68] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:16.75] Blow your brains on your opposite ear, and ask you how your brain sounds\n[02:20.01] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred, immune in mad cerebral\n[02:24.23] You on your last burrito\n[02:25.81] (What that mean Nickel?) 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Kelly now, you're in\nTrouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\nIt's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\nDamn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\nYou should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\nLet's network, get our poly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\nDestroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident\nAnd bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\nLump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\nThe 9 tucked against the lining\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\nLike y'all are a couple 69ing\nIt's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch, nigga\nYou screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me\nNickel Da O.J. Da Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear\nAnd ask you how your brain sound\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\nI harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\nUncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie, chill, listen, I swear\nI'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\nWell, when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\nThis isn't just an infection (nah)\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose\nAfter they did an inspection, what I exhibit\nSeems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\nJump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\nI'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked\nAnd your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala\nI bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\nWe do it to try to do without tryin'\n(Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.54] Aw shit, yeah\n[00:13.38] Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?\n[00:16.86] Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too\n[00:23.40] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\n[00:25.87] I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:28.80] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\n[00:31.46] Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\n[00:34.13] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:36.62] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:39.22] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:41.98] Uh-oh, you can call me R. Kelly now, you're in\n[00:45.07] Trouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\n[00:47.81] Has no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\n[00:50.67] What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\n[00:53.42] So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n[00:56.12] Now stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\n[00:58.93] It's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\n[01:01.83] Damn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\n[01:04.48] You should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\n[01:07.17] Let's network, get our poly on, you and me both\n[01:10.01] Break bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\n[01:12.77] Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n[01:14.56] Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n[01:18.00] In other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n[01:21.53] Destroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n[01:24.06] Went through 'em and laughed\n[01:25.63] Came back an hour after the accident\n[01:27.36] And bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n[01:29.81] So stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\n[01:32.28] Slaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\n[01:35.17] And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\n[01:38.63] Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n[01:40.75] I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\n[01:43.98] Lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n[01:46.37] Designed by a cartoon\n[01:48.11] Before I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\n[01:51.07] The 9 tucked against the lining\n[01:53.09] I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\n[01:54.86] Like y'all are a couple 69ing\n[01:56.77] It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\n[01:59.89] Fuck yo' couch, nigga\n[02:02.86] You screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\n[02:05.28] While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\n[02:08.09] My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n[02:10.25] Because I murdered her, so you can call me\n[02:12.38] Nickel Da O.J. Da Glove\n[02:13.89] I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n[02:15.66] Blow your brains on your opposite ear\n[02:17.64] And ask you how your brain sound\n[02:19.15] Bad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\n[02:23.12] You on your last burrito\n[02:24.52] (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\n[02:27.37] Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n[02:30.04] Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\n[02:32.54] Good day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\n[02:35.70] I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n[02:38.26] Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n[02:41.48] Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\n[02:44.32] I harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\n[02:46.35] It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\n[02:49.04] Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\n[02:51.86] Homie, chill, listen, I swear\n[02:53.91] I'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\n[02:57.32] I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n[02:59.28] Just waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\n[03:01.69] Well, when you look at my pee\n[03:02.86] And this joint no exception, so just point a direction\n[03:05.88] And record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\n[03:08.49] This isn't just an infection (nah)\n[03:09.98] This won't go away with penicillin injections\n[03:12.51] Millions of questions arose\n[03:14.02] After they did an inspection, what I exhibit\n[03:16.02] Seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\n[03:18.94] Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n[03:21.72] I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\n[03:25.18] So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\n[03:27.64] Jump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\n[03:30.00] I'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\n[03:33.00] Get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\n[03:36.01] Call it Maserati drop in the body shop\n[03:38.48] Get your mommy knocked\n[03:39.49] And your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n[03:41.31] I take your life to the ninth inning\n[03:43.96] A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\n[03:46.88] I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n[03:48.87] I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n[03:51.58] Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n[03:54.68] Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n[03:57.39] I ball like Iguodala\n[03:58.57] I bear more arms than six koalas\n[04:00.85] As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n[04:03.01] Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n[04:06.10] I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n[04:08.22] I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n[04:10.77] A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\n[04:13.83] Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\n[04:17.25] We do it to try to do without tryin'\n[04:19.28] (Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\n[04:21.77] Where's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Session One\n artist: Eminem\n album: Shady Classics\n duration_ms: 269000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n start_ms: 3200\n end_ms: 9540\n- text: Aw shit, yeah\n start_ms: 9540\n end_ms: 13380\n- text: Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?\n start_ms: 13380\n end_ms: 16860\n- text: Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too\n start_ms: 16860\n end_ms: 23400\n- text: Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\n start_ms: 23400\n end_ms: 25870\n- text: I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n start_ms: 25870\n end_ms: 28800\n- text: Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\n start_ms: 28800\n end_ms: 31460\n- text: Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\n start_ms: 31460\n end_ms: 34130\n- text: Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n start_ms: 34130\n end_ms: 36620\n- text: Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n start_ms: 36620\n end_ms: 39220\n- text: Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n start_ms: 39220\n end_ms: 41980\n- text: Uh-oh, you can call me R. 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Kelly now, you're in\nTrouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\nHas no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\nWhat is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\nSo suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\nNow stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\nIt's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\nDamn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\nYou should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\nLet's network, get our poly on, you and me both\nBreak bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\nNow homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\nWho claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\nIn other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\nDestroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\nWent through 'em and laughed\nCame back an hour after the accident\nAnd bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\nSo stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\nSlaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\nAnd Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\nSlut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\nI'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\nLump on your head designed by a bar stool\nDesigned by a cartoon\nBefore I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\nThe 9 tucked against the lining\nI pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\nLike y'all are a couple 69ing\nIt's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\nFuck yo' couch, nigga\nYou screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\nWhile I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\nMy bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\nBecause I murdered her, so you can call me\nNickel Da O.J. Da Glove\nI got a Posse of Insane Clowns\nBlow your brains on your opposite ear\nAnd ask you how your brain sound\nBad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\nYou on your last burrito\n(What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\nGet a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\nSlaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\nGood day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\nI'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\nAhead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\nWhere my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\nI harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\nIt's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\nUncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\nHomie, chill, listen, I swear\nI'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\nI'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\nJust waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\nWell, when you look at my pee\nAnd this joint no exception, so just point a direction\nAnd record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\nThis isn't just an infection (nah)\nThis won't go away with penicillin injections\nMillions of questions arose\nAfter they did an inspection, what I exhibit\nSeems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\nAw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\nI emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\nSo tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\nJump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\nI'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\nGet your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\nCall it Maserati drop in the body shop\nGet your mommy knocked\nAnd your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\nI take your life to the ninth inning\nA knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\nI laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\nI'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\nMan, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\nThen jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\nI ball like Iguodala\nI bear more arms than six koalas\nAs soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\nBilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\nI'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\nI pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\nA syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\nSlaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\nWe do it to try to do without tryin'\n(Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\nWhere's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?","syncedLyrics":"[00:03.20] Ladies and gentlemen, make some noise\n[00:09.54] Aw shit, yeah\n[00:13.38] Y'all ready to get this shit started or what?\n[00:16.86] Aight, well, I brought some friends with me too\n[00:23.40] Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back\n[00:25.87] I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks\n[00:28.80] Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles then black\n[00:31.46] Out and relapse 'til I yack Jack Daniels and 'gnac (woo)\n[00:34.13] Burp bubbles, attitude's immaturin'\n[00:36.62] Double shot of Bacardi, party, vision is blurrin'\n[00:39.22] Whoa-oh, I can't see shit, my words get to slurrin'\n[00:41.98] Uh-oh, you can call me R. 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Da Glove\n start_ms: 132380\n end_ms: 133890\n- text: I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n start_ms: 133890\n end_ms: 135660\n- text: Blow your brains on your opposite ear\n start_ms: 135660\n end_ms: 137640\n- text: And ask you how your brain sound\n start_ms: 137640\n end_ms: 139150\n- text: Bad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\n start_ms: 139150\n end_ms: 143120\n- text: You on your last burrito\n start_ms: 143120\n end_ms: 144520\n- text: (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\n start_ms: 144520\n end_ms: 147370\n- text: Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n start_ms: 147370\n end_ms: 150040\n- text: Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\n start_ms: 150040\n end_ms: 152540\n- text: Good day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\n start_ms: 152540\n end_ms: 155700\n- text: I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n start_ms: 155700\n end_ms: 158260\n- text: Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n start_ms: 158260\n end_ms: 161480\n- text: Where my book at? 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Kelly now, you're in\n Trouble, what's occurring before, after, and during the show\n Has no bearing on the bad news I'm bearing, whoa\n What is it, wordplay? No, I'm pushing you out the do'\n So suck my dick on the couch if you wanna cushion the blow\n Now stomp your fucking feet 'til you get to squishing a ho\n It's pandemonium, standing O when you see him, oh\n Damn, baby you look good, you're giving me wood\n You should pull over like a sweatshirt with a hood\n Let's network, get our poly on, you and me both\n Break bread while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf\n Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?\n Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm Kanye when he crashed\n In other word,s I got the hood on smash like I stepped on the gas\n Destroyed the front-end, deployed the damn airbags from the dash\n Went through 'em and laughed\n Came back an hour after the accident\n And bit a goddamn Jawbreaker in half\n So stop faking the funk and start shaking your ass\n Slaughterhouse in the house with the Caucasian of rap\n And Just Blaze on the track, what's the fuck's more amazing than that?\n Slut, answer me that, Royce, where you at?\n I'm right here Fire Marshall, verbal pair of pliers, I pry apart you\n Lump on your head designed by a bar stool\n Designed by a cartoon\n Before I need to be hired, Jimmy I. or Fire Marshall\n The 9 tucked against the lining\n I pull it out and flip your partner upside-down\n Like y'all are a couple 69ing\n It's like Rick James is shooting up your house, nigga\n Fuck yo' couch, nigga\n You screamin', \"Fuck the world!\" with your middle finger up\n While I'm over here shoving my dick in a hole in the mud\n My bitch know I'm perfectly fit for murder\n Because I murdered her, so you can call me\n Nickel Da O.J. Da Glove\n I got a Posse of Insane Clowns\n Blow your brains on your opposite ear\n And ask you how your brain sound\n Bad, Evil, we go Alfred E. Neumann, mad cerebral\n You on your last burrito\n (What that mean Nickel?) It's a wrap if you eating\n Get a beat then terrorize that bitch like I'm Middle Eastern\n Slaughterhouse on fire, nobody touching that\n Good day and good night, Ortiz, yo, where the fuck you at?\n I'm right here in my Nike Airs, Buzz Light-years\n Ahead of my mic peers, quite scary to look at a nightmare\n Where my book at? I write fear in the heart of you tight squares\n I harbor the art of you nice wear (ah)\n It's type weird 'cause that made me hotter than my dear\n Uncle Al's breath after polishing off his ninth beer (haha)\n Homie, chill, listen, I swear\n I'm God, I give tracks a Holy-feel, and they bite ears (ow)\n I'm right here, why wouldn't I be?\n Just waiting to be hooked to IV as Mumm-Ra's\n Well, when you look at my pee\n And this joint no exception, so just point a direction\n And record the pig's oink when I rip his intestine\n This isn't just an infection (nah)\n This won't go away with penicillin injections\n Millions of questions arose\n After they did an inspection, what I exhibit\n Seems to be non-contagious yet anybody can get it (ow)\n Aw shiddit, I did it again, when I liddift this pen\n I emitted this phlegm, this time it's alongside Edimminem (haha)\n So tell a friend to tell a friend, write a disgusting hook (yeah)\n Jump in shark water and swim, yo, where the fuck is Crook?\n I'm right here letting the shotty pop, quick as a karate chop\n Get your body shot, get your top chopped like a lollipop\n Call it Maserati drop in the body shop\n Get your mommy knocked\n And your Uncle Tommy molli-wopped\n I take your life to the ninth inning\n A knife in the gunfight, I love it, me and my knife winning\n I laugh when you fall, the shit'll be funny\n I'll buy my bitch a new ass and watch her sit on my money\n Man, all the bitches holla, they wanna drop my britches\n Then jaw on my dick and swallow, leave drawers in this Impala\n I ball like Iguodala\n I bear more arms than six koalas\n As soon as I draw, get sent to Allah\n Bilinguist don, I kill with the tongue, I'm Atilla the Hun\n I'm Genghis Khan, I'm a genius spawn\n I pillage your village for fun, an egregious con\n A syllable gun, real as they come, Long Beach Saddam\n Slaughterhouse equals swine flu, are South flying\n We do it to try to do without tryin'\n (Slaughterhouse) 'cause to it's us it's so easy\n Where's Jumpoff Joe Beezy?\n"}]