[{"id":24675073,"name":"Hard","trackName":"Hard","artistName":"Fabolous Feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & LA The Darkman","albumName":"Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2 (The Funeral Service)","duration":286.281792,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\nPull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\nI don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\nNow you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\nTrue killas, No tellin\nDrug dealin and convicted felons\nStaged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\nThis is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\nThings change nigga this our year\nThe game need a change, Cold killa right here\nNightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\nWe keepin the streets warm\nReal rich young niggas\nStreet Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nTime to send em flowers and cards with our regards\nA special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\nLike water in the freezer that's how I go hard\nFly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\nGotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\nI scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\nDeath to the competition, Die slow bastard\nBlack G top on call it closed casket\nBlack card titanium, No plastic\nBlack henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\nThey call me young funeral\nAnd the bitch with badder than my two year old\nYou niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\nBougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\nNigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\nWassup son\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nYou know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\nGimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\nI'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\nI'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\nBury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\nI eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\nThese niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\nI put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\nWe runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\nWe in house and you a outkast, No Andre\nI chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\nRemember jack move, Hands up like the song say\nPlay with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\nChrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\nWithout the second thought of a doubt\nThe competition all dead call the coroner out\n\nI'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\nHard, like a inmate from oz\nLa the Dark, I'll pull ya card\nI lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\nOppose me must be a retard\nGet ya brain ajarred\nBullets like Brett Favre\nThen beat the charge\nI'll beat the odds\nBig and black\nWith black cards and black cars\nAll black everything\nCartel Medillin\nSpecialize in coke and Methamphetamines\nSee things cheddar brings\nBisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\nCar and truck combos\nHow my song goes\nBang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\nLet me slow it down a bit\nI'm hard they soft as baby shit\nLA!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hard\n  artist: Fabolous Feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & LA The Darkman\n  album: Fabolous - There Is No Competition 2 (The Funeral Service)\n  duration_ms: 286282\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\n  Pull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\n  I don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\n  Now you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\n  True killas, No tellin\n  Drug dealin and convicted felons\n  Staged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\n  This is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\n  Things change nigga this our year\n  The game need a change, Cold killa right here\n  Nightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\n  We keepin the streets warm\n  Real rich young niggas\n  Street Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  Time to send em flowers and cards with our regards\n  A special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\n  Like water in the freezer that's how I go hard\n  Fly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\n  Gotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\n  I scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\n  Death to the competition, Die slow bastard\n  Black G top on call it closed casket\n  Black card titanium, No plastic\n  Black henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\n  They call me young funeral\n  And the bitch with badder than my two year old\n  You niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\n  Bougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\n  Nigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\n  Wassup son\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  You know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\n  Gimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\n  I'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\n  I'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\n  Bury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\n  I eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\n  These niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\n  I put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\n  We runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\n  We in house and you a outkast, No Andre\n  I chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\n  Remember jack move, Hands up like the song say\n  Play with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\n  Chrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\n  Without the second thought of a doubt\n  The competition all dead call the coroner out\n\n  I'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\n  Hard, like a inmate from oz\n  La the Dark, I'll pull ya card\n  I lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\n  Oppose me must be a retard\n  Get ya brain ajarred\n  Bullets like Brett Favre\n  Then beat the charge\n  I'll beat the odds\n  Big and black\n  With black cards and black cars\n  All black everything\n  Cartel Medillin\n  Specialize in coke and Methamphetamines\n  See things cheddar brings\n  Bisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\n  Car and truck combos\n  How my song goes\n  Bang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\n  Let me slow it down a bit\n  I'm hard they soft as baby shit\n  LA!\n"},{"id":4876448,"name":"Hard","trackName":"Hard","artistName":"Fabolous feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & La the Darkman","albumName":"There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service","duration":286.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\nPull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\nI don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\nNow you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\nTrue killas, No tellin\nDrug dealin and convicted felons\nStaged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\nThis is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\nThings change nigga this our year\nThe game need a change, Cold killa right here\nNightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\nWe keepin the streets warm\nReal rich young niggas\nStreet Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nTime to send em flowers and cards with our regards\nA special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\nLike water in the freezer that's how I go hard\nFly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\nGotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\nI scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\nDeath to the competition, Die slow bastard\nBlack G top on call it closed casket\nBlack card titanium, No plastic\nBlack henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\nThey call me young funeral\nAnd the bitch with badder than my two year old\nYou niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\nBougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\nNigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\nWassup son\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nYou know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\nGimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\nI'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\nI'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\nBury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\nI eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\nThese niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\nI put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\nWe runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\nWe in house and you a outkast, No Andre\nI chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\nRemember jack move, Hands up like the song say\nPlay with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\nChrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\nWithout the second thought of a doubt\nThe competition all dead call the coroner out\n\nI'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\nHard, like a inmate from oz\nLa the Dark, I'll pull ya card\nI lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\nOppose me must be a retard\nGet ya brain ajarred\nBullets like Brett Favre\nThen beat the charge\nI'll beat the odds\nBig and black\nWith black cards and black cars\nAll black everything\nCartel Medillin\nSpecialize in coke and Methamphetamines\nSee things cheddar brings\nBisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\nCar and truck combos\nHow my song goes\nBang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\nLet me slow it down a bit\nI'm hard they soft as baby shit\nLA!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hard\n  artist: Fabolous feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & La the Darkman\n  album: 'There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service'\n  duration_ms: 286000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\n  Pull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\n  I don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\n  Now you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\n  True killas, No tellin\n  Drug dealin and convicted felons\n  Staged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\n  This is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\n  Things change nigga this our year\n  The game need a change, Cold killa right here\n  Nightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\n  We keepin the streets warm\n  Real rich young niggas\n  Street Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  Time to send em flowers and cards with our regards\n  A special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\n  Like water in the freezer that's how I go hard\n  Fly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\n  Gotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\n  I scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\n  Death to the competition, Die slow bastard\n  Black G top on call it closed casket\n  Black card titanium, No plastic\n  Black henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\n  They call me young funeral\n  And the bitch with badder than my two year old\n  You niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\n  Bougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\n  Nigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\n  Wassup son\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  You know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\n  Gimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\n  I'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\n  I'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\n  Bury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\n  I eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\n  These niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\n  I put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\n  We runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\n  We in house and you a outkast, No Andre\n  I chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\n  Remember jack move, Hands up like the song say\n  Play with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\n  Chrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\n  Without the second thought of a doubt\n  The competition all dead call the coroner out\n\n  I'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\n  Hard, like a inmate from oz\n  La the Dark, I'll pull ya card\n  I lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\n  Oppose me must be a retard\n  Get ya brain ajarred\n  Bullets like Brett Favre\n  Then beat the charge\n  I'll beat the odds\n  Big and black\n  With black cards and black cars\n  All black everything\n  Cartel Medillin\n  Specialize in coke and Methamphetamines\n  See things cheddar brings\n  Bisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\n  Car and truck combos\n  How my song goes\n  Bang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\n  Let me slow it down a bit\n  I'm hard they soft as baby shit\n  LA!\n"},{"id":29870438,"name":"Hard","trackName":"Hard","artistName":"Fabolous feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & La the Darkman","albumName":"There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\nPull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\nI don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\nNow you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\nTrue killas, No tellin\nDrug dealin and convicted felons\nStaged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\nThis is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\nThings change nigga this our year\nThe game need a change, Cold killa right here\nNightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\nWe keepin the streets warm\nReal rich young niggas\nStreet Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nTime to send em flowers and cards with our regards\nA special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\nLike water in the freezer that's how I go hard\nFly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\nGotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\nI scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\nDeath to the competition, Die slow bastard\nBlack G top on call it closed casket\nBlack card titanium, No plastic\nBlack henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\nThey call me young funeral\nAnd the bitch with badder than my two year old\nYou niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\nBougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\nNigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\nWassup son\n\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nNow I-I-I, Go hard\nYea yea yea, So hard\nSO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\nYou know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\nGimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\nI'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\nI'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\nBury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\nI eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\nThese niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\nI put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\nWe runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\nWe in house and you a outkast, No Andre\nI chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\nRemember jack move, Hands up like the song say\nPlay with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\nChrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\nWithout the second thought of a doubt\nThe competition all dead call the coroner out\n\nI'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\nHard, like a inmate from oz\nLa the Dark, I'll pull ya card\nI lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\nOppose me must be a retard\nGet ya brain ajarred\nBullets like Brett Favre\nThen beat the charge\nI'll beat the odds\nBig and black\nWith black cards and black cars\nAll black everything\nCartel Medillin\nSpecialize in coke and Methamphetamines\nSee things cheddar brings\nBisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\nCar and truck combos\nHow my song goes\nBang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\nLet me slow it down a bit\nI'm hard they soft as baby shit\nLA!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hard\n  artist: Fabolous feat. Kobe, Paul Cain & La the Darkman\n  album: 'There Is No Competition 2: The Funeral Service'\n  duration_ms: 242000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Nigga you know I'm a rider, nickel plated llama\n  Pull up right beside ya, yup(you know this)\n  I don't give a fuck bout, What you niggas talk bout\n  Now you fuckers chalked out, yup(you know this)\n  True killas, No tellin\n  Drug dealin and convicted felons\n  Staged that, Drop top seat pushed way back\n  This is ya funeral service, Switch it to the all black maybach\n  Things change nigga this our year\n  The game need a change, Cold killa right here\n  Nightmares, For niggas gettin they sleep on\n  We keepin the streets warm\n  Real rich young niggas\n  Street Fam for life they can't fuck with us\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  Time to send em flowers and cards with our regards\n  A special rest in peace goes to all you cowards and frauds\n  Like water in the freezer that's how I go hard\n  Fly in ya bitches' legs, Twin Tower ya braud\n  Gotta check ya boy dougie, Check a boy luggy\n  I scare the shit out niggas, Check ya boy huggies\n  Death to the competition, Die slow bastard\n  Black G top on call it closed casket\n  Black card titanium, No plastic\n  Black henny shots to the head I'm so blasted\n  They call me young funeral\n  And the bitch with badder than my two year old\n  You niggas softer than a tuna roll, Sushi ass niggas\n  Bougi ass niggas, With my blues brother's shades I'll Belushi past niggas\n  Nigga I make it hard like a pretty naked braud\n  Wassup son\n\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  Now I-I-I, Go hard\n  Yea yea yea, So hard\n  SO hard, So hard, So hard, So hard\n\n  You know ya boy flow extra, I'm harder than concrete\n  Gimme a couple minutes with a blunt and a hard beat\n  I'm all street, The hottest niggas is all sweet\n  I'm listenin, And ain't heard nothin strong all week\n  Bury you rite beside the gat you in the booth with\n  I eat ya favorite rapper for breakfast, Gimme a toothpick\n  These niggas appetizers, Way to bring the entree\n  I put on for my city so amazing, No Kanye\n  We runnin ths town, Studda gang all day\n  We in house and you a outkast, No Andre\n  I chase it all day, If I ain't pushin bomb yay\n  Remember jack move, Hands up like the song say\n  Play with Paul pay, I give it up the wrong way\n  Chrome 44 bulldog pointed the long way\n  Without the second thought of a doubt\n  The competition all dead call the coroner out\n\n  I'm Hard like Rikers Island bars\n  Hard, like a inmate from oz\n  La the Dark, I'll pull ya card\n  I lead my allegiance like Master Furrah\n  Oppose me must be a retard\n  Get ya brain ajarred\n  Bullets like Brett Favre\n  Then beat the charge\n  I'll beat the odds\n  Big and black\n  With black cards and black cars\n  All black everything\n  Cartel Medillin\n  Specialize in coke and Methamphetamines\n  See things cheddar brings\n  Bisexual hoes, impeccable flows, murcielagos\n  Car and truck combos\n  How my song goes\n  Bang hammers at niggas like africans on congos\n  Let me slow it down a bit\n  I'm hard they soft as baby shit\n  LA!\n"},{"id":530376,"name":"Ahh Sh#t","trackName":"Ahh Sh#t","artistName":"Jeremih feat. Fabolous","albumName":"Work Hard Play Hard, Vol. 2 (feat. 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city on,\n[00:12.33] To some things that they never would've known\n[00:15.29] If I didn't,\n[00:16.34] (Stunt hard)\n[00:17.15] And every night is a premiere\n[00:18.45] If I ever disappear\n[00:20.09] Best believe I'm comin' back\n[00:21.33] (Stunt hard)\n[00:22.62] Got rich went broke and got rich again\n[00:24.85] On that same shit again\n[00:26.41] All I ever do is\n[00:28.09] (Stunt hard)\n[00:28.87] I tell her\n[00:29.62] I'm getting motherfuckin' busy\n[00:30.43] So many spins my records is motherfuckin' dizzy\n[00:33.53] Haters wanna turn to their girl and be like\"Who Is He\"\n[00:37.01] But I bet a million she tell you that's motherfuckin' Drizzy\n[00:40.29] And I'm focused on my survival\n[00:42.91] Keep an eye on the doorfocus on my arrival\n[00:46.13] Who do you look up to when you're better then your idols\n[00:49.28] And how you 'posed to look when you do it with your eyes closed\n[00:52.75] I'm everything you just haven't become\n[00:56.22] I spend my time trying to outdo what hasn't been done\n[00:59.13] Now hopefully let them see\n[01:01.29] What they say that I'm gon' be\n[01:02.09] And if not our whole future does in the memory of me\n[01:04.41] Get your team in orderassembly is key\n[01:07.43] And all my niggas shut up at the mention of a plea\n[01:10.56] They rather be apprehended and keep quiet then to be,\n[01:13.56] On the stand jeopardizing every inch of their loyalty\n[01:16.69] Pick a lane pick a lane That's all I ever heard\n[01:19.63] But I'm just trying to swerve\n[01:21.48] Without hitting the curb\n[01:23.08] That's why I spend thousands on bottles so I can pop them\n[01:26.56] And take photos wit hater niggas and crop them\n[01:29.74] I am not them I Photoshop themout\n[01:32.93] 'Cause they don't understand what I'm about\n[01:35.34] Yeah\n[01:36.37] The Chris Paul\n[01:37.26] Of this fall,\n[01:37.80] Sittin' this tall\n[01:38.58] I float high\n[01:39.63] Goodbye\n[01:40.47] I will miss y'all\n[01:41.70] I did it all on my own\n[01:44.17] Turned a chair to a throne\n[01:45.79] I'm a king in this world,\n[01:47.61] (Stunt hard)\n[01:49.28] I put my whole city on,\n[01:50.50] To some things that they never would've known\n[01:52.46] If I didn't,\n[01:53.75] (Stunt hard)\n[01:54.55] And every night is a premiere\n[01:56.67] If I ever disappear\n[01:58.27] Best believe I'm comin' back\n[01:59.84] (Stunt hard)\n[02:01.48] Got rich went broke and got rich again\n[02:03.27] On that same shit again\n[02:04.68] All I ever do is\n[02:05.44] (Stunt hard)\n[02:06.23] If I don't do nothin'Imma stunt my ass off\n[02:09.18] Money sittin' in the pocket'bout to get a passoff\n[02:12.36] And I smoke that shit that smell like when you take your cast off\n[02:15.22] And I got them beach bitcheslike David Hasselhoff\n[02:18.47] Baby I'm an acrobat SweetieI'm a stunt devil\n[02:21.03] You can't get on my level 'cause I am so unleveled\n[02:24.06] I'm a young rebel\n[02:26.11] And I got a baby face\n[02:28.08] I need a young pebbles\n[02:29.63] I need a stuntdouble\n[02:31.27] Yeah!\n[02:32.06] MeDrake and Kid and you know it's trouble\n[02:33.31] We got 'em drownin' in the flowyou see 'em blowin' bubbles\n[02:36.30] Yeah!\n[02:39.24] I stick my landin' in a freak drawers\n[02:39.73] I'll have her bouncin' back like Dominique Dawes\n[02:43.78] Yeah!\n[02:44.52] But I ain't stuntin' these hoes\n[02:45.84] I been pimpin' since Hulk Hogan was NWO\n[02:47.45] Yeah!\n[02:49.04] I'm wildDrizzy toughand the Kid vicious\n[02:52.50] The three horsemanwe just need Sid Vicious\n[02:55.79] Yeah!\n[02:56.79] I'm on the cup of that tilt\n[02:58.16] And if you hatin' on me\n[02:59.67] I'll say fuck you like wilt\n[03:01.24] Yeah!\n[03:02.14] I'm a wild-erbeast You're just a wilderbeast\n[03:03.74] My two fingers make a gunshoot and kill ya peace\n[03:05.32] Yeah!\n[03:09.27] Talkin' big big shit\n[03:10.69] I am rude,\n[03:11.41] I take food,\n[03:12.35] From a kid picnic\n[03:13.91] Nigga\n[03:14.47] Yeah!\n[03:15.26] 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tomorrow\n[04:03.25] I need me\n[04:04.60] I'll turn your shop into a horror\n[04:06.76] So if you trying to see more\n[04:09.11] Better feed me\n[04:09.98] I'm back on my grizzy like Izzy Efeger\n[04:11.74] Don't he look like a black grizzly in that black fur\n[04:15.28] And the feds will never get me\n[04:16.81] Like a backwards\n[04:18.45] Password\n[04:19.23] Black spur\n[04:20.21] Go some like Pacmancats first\n[04:21.07] Vanilla Ice got 'em hangin' over the banister\n[04:24.57] Ask her\n[04:25.35] Am I their man,\n[04:26.42] Her answer\n[04:26.98] Is yes sir\n[04:28.02] Shit\n[04:28.90] I'm tourin' states on stage\n[04:30.44] I played the RTA\n[04:32.02] 'Bout a quarter a day\n[04:33.68] Now tell them bitches\n[04:34.99] I did it all on my own\n[04:36.71] Turned a chair to a throne\n[04:38.31] I'm a king in this world,\n[04:39.92] (Stunt hard)\n[04:41.52] I put my whole city on,\n[04:41.80] To some things that they never would've known\n[04:45.09] If I didn't,\n[04:46.87] (Stunt hard)\n[04:47.67] And every night is a premiere\n[04:48.44] If I ever disappear\n[04:50.32] Best believe I'm comin' back\n[04:52.17] (Stunt hard)\n[04:54.02] Got rich went broke and got rich again\n[04:55.62] On that same shit again\n[04:57.24] All I ever do is\n[04:58.54] (Stunt hard)\n[05:00.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stunt Hard (feat. 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