[{"id":1851062,"name":"Get the Fist (edit)","trackName":"Get the Fist (edit)","artistName":"Get The Fist Movement","albumName":"Get the Fist","duration":240.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[King Tee:]\nGet a taste of the heat while I burn down the streets\nTime to recognize who wore the white sheets\nGafflin me up and I'm fightin cause they got me\nKnown as a King knowin what they did to Rodney\nI know you know the deal, it's open season on my race\nI'm black and I'm proud to be lootin in your face\nBut yet I'm real smart, cause see, it's a plan\nTo lock up and shut down the black man\n[Yo-Yo:]\nYeah, you can play that role like you ain't with it if you wanna\nBut it's on to the break of dawn\nI said it's just 'a few good men' when we were fightin\nI guess it'll be more good men now we're united\nNow all of a sudden they wanna bring in troops\nNiggas in my hood been gettin loose and buckin fools\nBut now we're gettin wiser, you can tell by the fires\nThat they're fed up, the war is on us\n[MC Eiht:]\nWhat happened to the drive-by killings?\nAin't nothin poppin no more cause brothers now chillin\nFrom every hood to block to corner to street\nNot black-on-black, the other color gets beat\nMh, I guess it's time for brothers to turn the page and\nLet out some rage and bang a Caucasian\nGeah, MC Eiht got the pale face runnnin scared\nGang of blue, fuck the white, I'm down with the red\n[B-Real:]\nDoin dirt, at the time I thought it couldn't hurt\nSo I became a jackin expert\nLootin, scootin uptown cause they're shootin up a clown\nThat fuckin pig in the blue suit\nThat pig, sow, buster-ass copper\nPointin my bazooka at your pork chopper\nYou passed me a lump just a month back\nThat's why I got my hand on the pump, jack\n[Hook: x2]\nYou can get with that, or you can get with this\nYou can get the boot, or you can get the fist\n[J-Dee:]\nHeary heary, y'all come kick it, man\nI never thought I'd see a thousand Crips in the Nickerson\nGardens, pardon my manners\nI saw the Bloods and Crips wavin big black banners\nBandanas tied, straps on their side\nCause in the projects it was a lotta black pride\nAnd I remember the time I couldn't answer my pager\nCause if you were slippin your enemy come and gauge ya\n[KAM:]\nIt's the KAM and Watts Up, damn, this is like a dream\nIt feels good, cause every hood is on the same team\nArchrivals got the five-o's kinda nervous\nThey layin in the cut but I know they wanna serve us\nAnd I'm certain it's hurtin Daryl Gates\nHe rather have a brother pressin California license plates\nWhile the media gets greedier for ratings\nIt's 12 o'clock at night but I'm rollin gold Daytons\nAnd it's cool cause ain't nobody trip but the cops\nDeep jeep bass comin from the rag top\n[Threat:]\nIt took more than a letter to pull us black together\nBut that goes to show you, never say never\nI seen the tape, I didn't have to see it twice\nNever seen nothin like it in my life, 12 blind mice\nIs this the end, where we begin\nMakin friends with Mister Chen?\nFrom the dirt to the streets to the avenues\nWay, way deep, deep in the Zoo\n[Ice Cube:]\nWould you believe\nNot guilty, the filthy devils tried to kill me\nWhen the news get to the hood the niggas will be\nHotter than cayenne pepper, cuss, bust\nKickin up dust is a must\nI can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform\nStick a nigga like a unicorn\nBorn wicked, Laurence Powell, foul\nCut his damn throat and I smile\n[Hook: x2]\nYou can get with that, or you can get with this\nYou can get the boot, or you can get the fist","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Get the Fist (edit)\n  artist: Get The Fist Movement\n  album: Get the Fist\n  duration_ms: 240000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [King Tee:]\n  Get a taste of the heat while I burn down the streets\n  Time to recognize who wore the white sheets\n  Gafflin me up and I'm fightin cause they got me\n  Known as a King knowin what they did to Rodney\n  I know you know the deal, it's open season on my race\n  I'm black and I'm proud to be lootin in your face\n  But yet I'm real smart, cause see, it's a plan\n  To lock up and shut down the black man\n  [Yo-Yo:]\n  Yeah, you can play that role like you ain't with it if you wanna\n  But it's on to the break of dawn\n  I said it's just 'a few good men' when we were fightin\n  I guess it'll be more good men now we're united\n  Now all of a sudden they wanna bring in troops\n  Niggas in my hood been gettin loose and buckin fools\n  But now we're gettin wiser, you can tell by the fires\n  That they're fed up, the war is on us\n  [MC Eiht:]\n  What happened to the drive-by killings?\n  Ain't nothin poppin no more cause brothers now chillin\n  From every hood to block to corner to street\n  Not black-on-black, the other color gets beat\n  Mh, I guess it's time for brothers to turn the page and\n  Let out some rage and bang a Caucasian\n  Geah, MC Eiht got the pale face runnnin scared\n  Gang of blue, fuck the white, I'm down with the red\n  [B-Real:]\n  Doin dirt, at the time I thought it couldn't hurt\n  So I became a jackin expert\n  Lootin, scootin uptown cause they're shootin up a clown\n  That fuckin pig in the blue suit\n  That pig, sow, buster-ass copper\n  Pointin my bazooka at your pork chopper\n  You passed me a lump just a month back\n  That's why I got my hand on the pump, jack\n  [Hook: x2]\n  You can get with that, or you can get with this\n  You can get the boot, or you can get the fist\n  [J-Dee:]\n  Heary heary, y'all come kick it, man\n  I never thought I'd see a thousand Crips in the Nickerson\n  Gardens, pardon my manners\n  I saw the Bloods and Crips wavin big black banners\n  Bandanas tied, straps on their side\n  Cause in the projects it was a lotta black pride\n  And I remember the time I couldn't answer my pager\n  Cause if you were slippin your enemy come and gauge ya\n  [KAM:]\n  It's the KAM and Watts Up, damn, this is like a dream\n  It feels good, cause every hood is on the same team\n  Archrivals got the five-o's kinda nervous\n  They layin in the cut but I know they wanna serve us\n  And I'm certain it's hurtin Daryl Gates\n  He rather have a brother pressin California license plates\n  While the media gets greedier for ratings\n  It's 12 o'clock at night but I'm rollin gold Daytons\n  And it's cool cause ain't nobody trip but the cops\n  Deep jeep bass comin from the rag top\n  [Threat:]\n  It took more than a letter to pull us black together\n  But that goes to show you, never say never\n  I seen the tape, I didn't have to see it twice\n  Never seen nothin like it in my life, 12 blind mice\n  Is this the end, where we begin\n  Makin friends with Mister Chen?\n  From the dirt to the streets to the avenues\n  Way, way deep, deep in the Zoo\n  [Ice Cube:]\n  Would you believe\n  Not guilty, the filthy devils tried to kill me\n  When the news get to the hood the niggas will be\n  Hotter than cayenne pepper, cuss, bust\n  Kickin up dust is a must\n  I can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform\n  Stick a nigga like a unicorn\n  Born wicked, Laurence Powell, foul\n  Cut his damn throat and I smile\n  [Hook: x2]\n  You can get with that, or you can get with this\n  You can get the boot, or you can get the fist\n"}]