[{"id":38968517,"name":"Stock In The Game","trackName":"Stock In The Game","artistName":"Freddie Foxxx Bumpy Knuckles","albumName":"Industry Shakedown","duration":265.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, uh-huh, you ready?\nIt's Bumpy Knuckles baby, we tear this mothafucker down!\nWelcome to the underground where hardcore niggas are found\nWe're beatin niggas down, make you world-reknown\nWhere street beef set off once, never forgiven\nWhere real niggas never give up, we fugitivin\nThat's how we be livin, where niggas vibe on the raw shit\nCome out, your face fucked up and get your jaw split\nNigga, we pick your teeth up and put em on a string like bones\nAnd send your punk ass home alone\nI got stock in this microphone you innuendos\nI get you beat the fuck up and played like Nintendo\nMaybe smoke like the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers\nI hit you wit the four pound tuckers\nHave you ever seen a rap stampede?\nWell bring em underground, and I'll run em down\nYou know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is violation\nNew York walk, New York talk\nAnd when I blow you niggas dime, I use my own chalk\nSo watch what the fuck you say and what you do\nFor real, niggas bring it to you and your whole crew\nBring in baby, you ready?\n\nI got stock in this game\nGot a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\nYou know my name\nSo if you ever come across me wrong\n\nI be hearin mad MC's, I study your rhymes\nAnd I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time\nI don't take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct\nI take it to nice niggas and FUCK THEM UP!\nSo the fact that you be shinin makes it even better for me\nThat just leaves more cheddar for me\nI keep it blacker than Cadillacs in '69\nTotal eclispe your record and stole your shine\nSixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme\nAnd I still had you mothafuckers payin me mine\nWassup, watch me snatch a hundred grand on you niggas\nNo tax while you loudmouth braggin-ass niggas fake jacks\nYeah I'm nice wit my mothafuckin hands\nAnd I bust my heats, Freddie Foxxx celebrity box out the beats\nMy flow is so cold\nStart a rainy day snowin,\nmy voice fertilize your thoughts to start growin\nIt's Bumpy Knuckles and raw niggas incorporated\nThe real niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it\nYou mothafuckers ready for this? Check it out\n\nI got stock in this game\nGot a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\nYou know my name\nSo if you ever come across me wrong\n\nI got stock in this game\nGot a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\nYou know my name\nSo if you ever come across me wrong\n\nI go one two three four five, I make it live\nSimple-ass shit like that be soundin wack\nBut when I spit the lyrical terror that makes niggas hide they jewels\nWild niggas start cockin they tools\nI got my ethics from the older school, if you wack then I spit it\nSomething to steal, I come get it\nIf Freddie Foxxx want beef, niggas ain't wit it\nSome niggas wanna try my style but can't fit it\nI be hearin niggas that sound like me\nBut ain't never ever really put it down like me\nPlus them niggas ain't really underground like me\nStreet reputation, love town-to-town like me\nYou bitch-ass mothafuckers I squared off in the mainstream\nWorld, actin like a mothafuckin girls\nI wet you like a jheri curl and you'll explode like uranium\nThe only thing you'll have to fall back on is your cranium\nYou soft niggas could never be iller\nThan the holemaker, holefiller\nBumpy Knucks keep it realer, the bloodspiller\nDon't fuck wit a mothafuckin killer, TURN IT UP!\n\nI got stock in this game\nGot a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\nYou know my name\nSo if you ever come across me wrong\nJust remember the words to this son\n\nI got stock in this game\nGot a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\nYou know my name\nSo if you ever come across me wrong\nTHEN ALL YOU MOTHAFUCKERS'LL BE GONE\"*\n\nNow check it out\nAll you motherfuckers better know, baby\nIt's Bumpy Knuckles, and I never die\nIf half you niggas was real as you say you was\nWe wouldn't have had no wars between the coasts\nNiggas is bitches\nCause when they did it to us, we never did it to them\nSo I do it to every motherfucking body, baby\nThe lone soldier, Bumpy Knuckles, motherfucker\nWatch your back, nigga\nKill me","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Stock In The Game\n  artist: Freddie Foxxx Bumpy Knuckles\n  album: Industry Shakedown\n  duration_ms: 265000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, uh-huh, you ready?\n  It's Bumpy Knuckles baby, we tear this mothafucker down!\n  Welcome to the underground where hardcore niggas are found\n  We're beatin niggas down, make you world-reknown\n  Where street beef set off once, never forgiven\n  Where real niggas never give up, we fugitivin\n  That's how we be livin, where niggas vibe on the raw shit\n  Come out, your face fucked up and get your jaw split\n  Nigga, we pick your teeth up and put em on a string like bones\n  And send your punk ass home alone\n  I got stock in this microphone you innuendos\n  I get you beat the fuck up and played like Nintendo\n  Maybe smoke like the hydro endo, you niggas is hookers\n  I hit you wit the four pound tuckers\n  Have you ever seen a rap stampede?\n  Well bring em underground, and I'll run em down\n  You know my reputation, my voice over disco beats is violation\n  New York walk, New York talk\n  And when I blow you niggas dime, I use my own chalk\n  So watch what the fuck you say and what you do\n  For real, niggas bring it to you and your whole crew\n  Bring in baby, you ready?\n\n  I got stock in this game\n  Got a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\n  You know my name\n  So if you ever come across me wrong\n\n  I be hearin mad MC's, I study your rhymes\n  And I noticed that you niggas is just wastin time\n  I don't take it to wack niggas, they self-destruct\n  I take it to nice niggas and FUCK THEM UP!\n  So the fact that you be shinin makes it even better for me\n  That just leaves more cheddar for me\n  I keep it blacker than Cadillacs in '69\n  Total eclispe your record and stole your shine\n  Sixteen bars of homemade moonshine rhyme\n  And I still had you mothafuckers payin me mine\n  Wassup, watch me snatch a hundred grand on you niggas\n  No tax while you loudmouth braggin-ass niggas fake jacks\n  Yeah I'm nice wit my mothafuckin hands\n  And I bust my heats, Freddie Foxxx celebrity box out the beats\n  My flow is so cold\n  Start a rainy day snowin,\n  my voice fertilize your thoughts to start growin\n  It's Bumpy Knuckles and raw niggas incorporated\n  The real niggas love it, the fake niggas hate it\n  You mothafuckers ready for this? Check it out\n\n  I got stock in this game\n  Got a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\n  You know my name\n  So if you ever come across me wrong\n\n  I got stock in this game\n  Got a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\n  You know my name\n  So if you ever come across me wrong\n\n  I go one two three four five, I make it live\n  Simple-ass shit like that be soundin wack\n  But when I spit the lyrical terror that makes niggas hide they jewels\n  Wild niggas start cockin they tools\n  I got my ethics from the older school, if you wack then I spit it\n  Something to steal, I come get it\n  If Freddie Foxxx want beef, niggas ain't wit it\n  Some niggas wanna try my style but can't fit it\n  I be hearin niggas that sound like me\n  But ain't never ever really put it down like me\n  Plus them niggas ain't really underground like me\n  Street reputation, love town-to-town like me\n  You bitch-ass mothafuckers I squared off in the mainstream\n  World, actin like a mothafuckin girls\n  I wet you like a jheri curl and you'll explode like uranium\n  The only thing you'll have to fall back on is your cranium\n  You soft niggas could never be iller\n  Than the holemaker, holefiller\n  Bumpy Knucks keep it realer, the bloodspiller\n  Don't fuck wit a mothafuckin killer, TURN IT UP!\n\n  I got stock in this game\n  Got a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\n  You know my name\n  So if you ever come across me wrong\n  Just remember the words to this son\n\n  I got stock in this game\n  Got a bad reputation for bringin the Glock to the game\n  You know my name\n  So if you ever come across me wrong\n  THEN ALL YOU MOTHAFUCKERS'LL BE GONE\"*\n\n  Now check it out\n  All you motherfuckers better know, baby\n  It's Bumpy Knuckles, and I never die\n  If half you niggas was real as you say you was\n  We wouldn't have had no wars between the coasts\n  Niggas is bitches\n  Cause when they did it to us, we never did it to them\n  So I do it to every motherfucking body, baby\n  The lone soldier, Bumpy Knuckles, motherfucker\n  Watch your back, nigga\n  Kill me\n"}]