[{"id":21508139,"name":"Buck 50 [Ghostface Killah ft.Method Man & Redman]","trackName":"Buck 50 [Ghostface Killah ft.Method Man & Redman]","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele!\nThere's no love to be found (aah!)\nFresh!\nFresh!\nFresh!\nHuh!\n\nWho I'm is? The Phenom, them niggas can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze, sss\nLooking at your ice like \"Jeez!\"\nI'm plottin' on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n\nI heard y'all kids is 'bout that ('Bout that), psychotherapy\nYou bugging, where the couch at, Wu 'til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie, if it's not broke let it be (uh)\nAin't nothing nice in New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing, that tough talk\nDon't mean nothin' when you're up North\n\nSo keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying: \"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\"\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin', pull your waist up\nNiggas renting slum jewels from Jacob, fool!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin' attitude\"\nFronting on my Clan from the Stat but we ain't mad at you (yo, yo)\n\nStarks with the Parcheesi face, measly paced, old face\nGhostface, Jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n\nThere's no love to be found\n\nCappa slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls, drip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubble goose, it's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home to Staten Island\nPlaying with the big toys that make noise\n\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads running (yo)\nThe rap kingpin plus the Black Jesus is coming (yo)\n\nThe words you talk (Talk) better be the words you walk (walk)\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are (nurses are)\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off (ha), thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off (off)\nMy gun aim and cough (huh), y'all ain't trained to brawl\n\nY'all more like in training bras (ha-ha)\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs (ha-ha)\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets flyin')\nYo, the hard wire, startin' bonfires (startin' bonfires)\nPull the mask so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke with ya (huh!), watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya, ya (huh!)\n\nEat a dick like (huh! come on!)\nBaby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\nGetting rich like (huh!)\nWord (come on!)\n\nThere's no love to be found\nWord, it's me y'all\n\nWe in two sixes flirtin' with bitches, dime plus\nTaking pictures, \"How you doing baby? my name Ghost\"\nDon't get caught up in my chains or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga donnin' since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Rikers Island\nStressed out, balled up in the cage\n\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versaces, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic\nFuneral love, move in when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\nElbows unique, now meet the new me\n\nGhetto fabulous, Tone Atlas\nZulu Nation in the eighty's in front of Macy's I start my own chapters\nTyco Nite-Glow velvet pose\nSpecial effects, high-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSuper-cali-fragi-listic-expi-ali-docious\nDocious-ali-expi-fragi-listic-cali-super\nCancún, catch me in the room, eating grouper (grouper)\n\nShoe fly shoe, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do, crack a brew\nSmoke a L or two\n\nAnd flip like (huh!)\nKilling for the whole clique is sick like (huh!)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh!)\nBaby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\nGetting rich like (huh!) (yeah)\n\nThere's no love to be found","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.17] Supreme Clientele!\n[00:00.75] There's no love to be found (aah!)\n[00:12.06] Fresh!\n[00:13.97] Fresh!\n[00:16.05] Fresh!\n[00:18.57] Huh!\n[00:19.32] Who I'm is? The Phenom, them niggas can't live\n[00:21.49] Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give\n[00:23.94] Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n[00:26.45] Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze, sss\n[00:28.95] Looking at your ice like \"Jeez!\"\n[00:31.49] I'm plottin' on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n[00:33.84] I heard y'all kids is 'bout that ('Bout that), psychotherapy\n[00:35.92] You bugging, where the couch at, Wu 'til they bury me\n[00:38.85] Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n[00:41.30] Now it's cherry pie, if it's not broke let it be (uh)\n[00:43.88] Ain't nothing nice in New York\n[00:45.87] Stick you for your cake and your icing, that tough talk\n[00:48.23] Don't mean nothin' when you're up North\n[00:50.03] So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\n[00:52.53] You know that saying: \"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n[00:55.02] And push your way in\"\n[00:56.09] We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n[00:58.22] Pick the pace up, pants saggin', pull your waist up\n[01:01.04] Niggas renting slum jewels from Jacob, fool!\n[01:03.47] You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin' attitude\"\n[01:05.85] Fronting on my Clan from the Stat but we ain't mad at you (yo, yo)\n[01:08.42] Starks with the Parcheesi face, measly paced, old face\n[01:10.93] Ghostface, Jump out the window for a little taste\n[01:13.48] The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n[01:15.59] Educated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n[01:18.60] There's no love to be found\n[01:22.63] Cappa slide through with the Ghost\n[01:23.97] Post up like paint on walls, drip jewels, big heat\n[01:27.76] Ruffle inside the bubble goose, it's the Odd Couple\n[01:30.79] Hollow points follow you home to Staten Island\n[01:32.93] Playing with the big toys that make noise\n[01:35.38] Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n[01:37.98] Niggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n[01:40.26] Didn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\n[01:42.83] Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n[01:45.54] Dustheads running (yo)\n[01:47.45] The rap kingpin plus the Black Jesus is coming (yo)\n[01:49.77] The words you talk (Talk) better be the words you walk (walk)\n[01:52.25] Body you in the bed where the nurses are (nurses are)\n[01:54.79] Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n[01:57.38] 'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n[01:59.63] Light circuits off (ha), thirty-third of my brain is off\n[02:02.56] That explains why my language off (off)\n[02:04.80] My gun aim and cough (huh), y'all ain't trained to brawl\n[02:07.87] Y'all more like in training bras (ha-ha)\n[02:09.48] Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n[02:12.12] For the project flow, with extra stairs (ha-ha)\n[02:14.67] I pass out a vest to wear (bullets flyin')\n[02:17.10] Yo, the hard wire, startin' bonfires (startin' bonfires)\n[02:19.55] Pull the mask so you know it's me\n[02:21.85] And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n[02:24.15] Can't smoke with ya (huh!), watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\n[02:26.78] Def and Wu will open ya, ya (huh!)\n[02:29.57] Eat a dick like (huh! come on!)\n[02:31.15] Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n[02:32.87] Getting rich like (huh!)\n[02:34.08] Word (come on!)\n[02:37.89] There's no love to be found\n[02:40.53] Word, it's me y'all\n[02:46.63] We in two sixes flirtin' with bitches, dime plus\n[02:48.98] Taking pictures, \"How you doing baby? my name Ghost\"\n[02:51.47] Don't get caught up in my chains or the way that I speak\n[02:53.62] Seek intelligence, slickest nigga donnin' since \"Grease\"\n[02:56.07] Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n[02:58.22] I grew those on Rikers Island\n[02:59.76] Stressed out, balled up in the cage\n[03:01.20] Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n[03:03.78] Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n[03:06.03] All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n[03:09.07] Biggie's Versaces, snow white rabbit\n[03:10.47] Hands is like photographic magic\n[03:12.72] Funeral love, move in when we hug, don't make it a habit\n[03:15.80] Hit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\n[03:18.24] Elbows unique, now meet the new me\n[03:20.83] Ghetto fabulous, Tone Atlas\n[03:22.37] Zulu Nation in the eighty's in front of Macy's I start my own chapters\n[03:25.23] Tyco Nite-Glow velvet pose\n[03:27.64] Special effects, high-tech armors merc you at the shows\n[03:30.14] Super-cali-fragi-listic-expi-ali-docious\n[03:32.94] Docious-ali-expi-fragi-listic-cali-super\n[03:35.29] Cancún, catch me in the room, eating grouper (grouper)\n[03:40.60] Shoe fly shoe, Wally Don Clark crew\n[03:42.60] Fuck y'all wanna do, crack a brew\n[03:44.46] Smoke a L or two\n[03:45.46] And flip like (huh!)\n[03:46.74] Killing for the whole clique is sick like (huh!)\n[03:48.55] You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh!)\n[03:51.04] Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n[03:53.52] Getting rich like (huh!) 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We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze, sss\n Looking at your ice like \"Jeez!\"\n I'm plottin' on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n\n I heard y'all kids is 'bout that ('Bout that), psychotherapy\n You bugging, where the couch at, Wu 'til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie, if it's not broke let it be (uh)\n Ain't nothing nice in New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing, that tough talk\n Don't mean nothin' when you're up North\n\n So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\n You know that saying: \"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\"\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin', pull your waist up\n Niggas renting slum jewels from Jacob, fool!\n You're like, \"Dude! 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My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? 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Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! 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My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":29937782,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Wonderful World of Wallabee's","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: Wonderful World of Wallabee's\n duration_ms: 242000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":19562691,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele","duration":543.764898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: Supreme Clientele\n duration_ms: 543765\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":20920778,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele Instrumentals","duration":235.186667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: Supreme Clientele Instrumentals\n duration_ms: 235187\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":20757983,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele","duration":267.37236,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: Supreme Clientele\n duration_ms: 267372\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":21410010,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"36 Deadly Darts","duration":166.687347,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: 36 Deadly Darts\n duration_ms: 166687\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":29332427,"name":"Buck 50","trackName":"Buck 50","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"The Supreme Clientele","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nRuffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nPlayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\nTil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah\n album: The Supreme Clientele\n duration_ms: 242000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Supreme Clientele\n\n Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\n Yo, yo\n Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls\n Drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n It's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n Playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin (yo)\n The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo\n The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya\n\n Eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n\n Word. it's me y'all.\n We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n And flip like (HUH)\n Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n (There's no love to be found)\n"},{"id":32315852,"name":"Buck 50 (feat. Method Man, Masta Killah & Redman)","trackName":"Buck 50 (feat. Method Man, Masta Killah & Redman)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Body Soundz! (Ain't no love to be found)\nFresh! Fresh! Fresh! Huh!\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggas can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids\nFreeze, lookin at your ice like \"Gee!\"\nI'm plottin on a mouse trap, about to snatch the cheese\n\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin, where the couch at? Wu 'til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie, if it's not Wu, let it be\n\nAin't nuttin nice in New York\nStickin for your cake and your ice and\nThat tough talk, don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n\nSo keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\nYou know that sayin, if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in, we ain't acrobats, but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin, roll your waist up\n\nNiggas rentin slum juice from Jacob, fool\nYou're like, \"Dude, I don't like your fuckin attitude\"\nFrontin on my Clan from the Staten, we ain't mad at you\n\nYo, yo, starts with the fa-cheezy face, measly pace\nOld face, ghost face, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe droopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n\nAin't no love to be found\n\nCappa slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls, dripped two L's\n\nBig heat, ruffle inside the bubble goose\nIt's the odd couple, hollow points follow you home\nStaten Island, playin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\nDidn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin, the rap kingpin\nPlus the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo, the words you talk better be the words you walk\n\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\n\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nFor the project flow with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (Bullets flyin)\nYo, the hard wires startin bonfires\n\nPull the mask so you know it's me\nAnd your weed got more seeds than O.D.B\nCan't smoke with ya, watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\nDeath and Wu will open ya\n\nCheetah nigga like\nBaby, shake your shit, girl, your nigga like\nGettin rich like\n\nAin't no love to be found\nWord! It's me, y'all!\n\nWe in two-sixes flirtin with bitches\nDimes plus takin pictures, how ya doin, baby?\nMy name's Ghost, don't get caught up in my chains\nOr the way that I speak, seek intelligence\nSlick as shit, Don is since grease\nCheck out the graze on the side of my ways\nI grew those on Rikers Island, stressed out\nBalled up in the cage, pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam\nTex takes jam, silky texture\nJordan jump dunk like Clyde Drexler\n\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versaces, Snow White rabbit\n\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\nElbows unique, now meet the new me\nGhetto fabulous, turn Atlas, Zulu Nation in the 80's\nIn front of Macy's, I start my own chapters\nTyco, Nite-Glo, velvet poles, special effects\nHigh-tech armor, smurf you at the shows\nSupercalifragilisticexpialidocious\nDoshizalaexpifragilisticale super\n\nCancun, catch me in a room eatin grouper\n\nShoo fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wan' do? Crack a brew, smoke a L or two\n\nAnd flip like\nKiller for the whole clique, it's sick like\nYou ain't gon' stay dry, cheetah nigga like\nBaby, shake your shit, girl, your nigga like\nGettin rich like (Yeah, yeah)\n\nAin't no love to be found","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.26] Supreme Body Soundz! (Ain't no love to be found)\n[00:12.01] Fresh! Fresh! Fresh! Huh!\n[00:19.37] Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggas can't live\n[00:21.73] Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n[00:24.28] Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n[00:26.61] Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids\n[00:29.14] Freeze, lookin at your ice like \"Gee!\"\n[00:31.72] I'm plottin on a mouse trap, about to snatch the cheese\n[00:34.21] I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n[00:36.67] You buggin, where the couch at? 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We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids\n Freeze, lookin at your ice like \"Gee!\"\n I'm plottin on a mouse trap, about to snatch the cheese\n\n I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n You buggin, where the couch at? Wu 'til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie, if it's not Wu, let it be\n\n Ain't nuttin nice in New York\n Stickin for your cake and your ice and\n That tough talk, don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n\n So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\n You know that sayin, if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in, we ain't acrobats, but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin, roll your waist up\n\n Niggas rentin slum juice from Jacob, fool\n You're like, \"Dude, I don't like your fuckin attitude\"\n Frontin on my Clan from the Staten, we ain't mad at you\n\n Yo, yo, starts with the fa-cheezy face, measly pace\n Old face, ghost face, jump out the window for a little taste\n The droopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n\n Ain't no love to be found\n\n Cappa slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls, dripped two L's\n\n Big heat, ruffle inside the bubble goose\n It's the odd couple, hollow points follow you home\n Staten Island, playin with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads runnin, the rap kingpin\n Plus the Black Jesus is comin\n\n Yo, the words you talk better be the words you walk\n\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n 'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off\n\n My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in trainin bras\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow with extra stairs\n I pass out a vest to wear (Bullets flyin)\n Yo, the hard wires startin bonfires\n\n Pull the mask so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than O.D.B\n Can't smoke with ya, watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\n Death and Wu will open ya\n\n Cheetah nigga like\n Baby, shake your shit, girl, your nigga like\n Gettin rich like\n\n Ain't no love to be found\n Word! It's me, y'all!\n\n We in two-sixes flirtin with bitches\n Dimes plus takin pictures, how ya doin, baby?\n My name's Ghost, don't get caught up in my chains\n Or the way that I speak, seek intelligence\n Slick as shit, Don is since grease\n Check out the graze on the side of my ways\n I grew those on Rikers Island, stressed out\n Balled up in the cage, pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam\n Tex takes jam, silky texture\n Jordan jump dunk like Clyde Drexler\n\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versaces, Snow White rabbit\n\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\n Elbows unique, now meet the new me\n Ghetto fabulous, turn Atlas, Zulu Nation in the 80's\n In front of Macy's, I start my own chapters\n Tyco, Nite-Glo, velvet poles, special effects\n High-tech armor, smurf you at the shows\n Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious\n Doshizalaexpifragilisticale super\n\n Cancun, catch me in a room eatin grouper\n\n Shoo fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wan' do? Crack a brew, smoke a L or two\n\n And flip like\n Killer for the whole clique, it's sick like\n You ain't gon' stay dry, cheetah nigga like\n Baby, shake your shit, girl, your nigga like\n Gettin rich like (Yeah, yeah)\n\n Ain't no love to be found\n"},{"id":15473220,"name":"Buck 50 (Album Version)","trackName":"Buck 50 (Album Version)","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Supreme Clientele","duration":242.2,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Supreme Clientele\n\nWho I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\nWho I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\nY'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\nDie and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n*sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\nI'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\nI heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\nYou buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\nNever tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\nNow it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\nAin't nuttin nice in - New York\nStick you for your cake and your icing\nThat tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nand push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nruffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nplayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\ndidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\ntil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nfor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nand your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.44] Supreme Clientele\n[00:18.90] Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n[00:21.88] Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n[00:24.18] Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n[00:26.59] Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n[00:29.51] *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n[00:31.63] I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n[00:34.08] I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n[00:36.66] You buggin where the couch at? 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I don't like your fuckin attitude\n[01:06.31] Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n[01:08.48] Yo, yo\n[01:09.28] Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n[01:11.10] Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n[01:13.91] The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n[01:16.01] Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n[01:18.42] (There's no love to be found)\n[01:22.39] Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n[01:24.17] Post up like paint on walls\n[01:25.72] Drip jewels, big heat\n[01:27.63] Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n[01:29.45] It's the Odd Couple\n[01:30.70] Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n[01:33.31] Playin with the big toys that make noise\n[01:35.45] Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n[01:37.81] Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n[01:40.44] Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n[01:43.03] Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n[01:45.98] Dustheads runnin (yo)\n[01:47.51] The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n[01:49.64] Yo\n[01:50.13] The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n[01:52.23] Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n[01:54.62] Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n[01:57.25] Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n[01:59.69] Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n[02:02.71] That explains why my language off\n[02:04.69] My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n[02:07.78] Y'all more like in trainin bras\n[02:09.65] Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n[02:11.95] For the project flow, with extra stairs\n[02:14.40] I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n[02:17.24] Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n[02:19.81] Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n[02:22.29] And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n[02:25.36] Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n[02:27.13] Def and Wu will open ya\n[02:29.02] Eat a dick like (HUH)\n[02:30.84] Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n[02:32.99] Gettin' rich like\n[02:36.34] (There's no love to be found)\n[02:40.08] Word. it's me y'all.\n[02:44.25] We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n[02:48.44] Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? 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My name Ghost\n Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Riker's Island\n Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n I start my own chapters\n Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do? 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Eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin rich like .\n\n. \"There's no love to be found\"\n\n(Ghostface)\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\n(Method)\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin rich like (HUH) Yeah.\n\n. \"There's no love to be found\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] (Method)\n[00:11.76] Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n[00:23.53] Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n[00:26.23] Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n[00:28.94] *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n[00:30.77] I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n[00:33.45] I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n[00:36.19] You buggin where the couch at? Wu, til they bury me\n[00:38.88] Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n[00:40.64] Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n[00:43.36] Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n[00:45.10] Stick you for your cake and your icing\n[00:46.97] That tough talk? 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Eat a dick like (HUH)\n[02:30.87] Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n[02:32.67] Gettin rich like .\n[02:33.57] . \"There's no love to be found\"\n[02:39.97] (Ghostface)\n[02:40.83] Word. it's me y'all.\n[02:43.50] We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n[02:48.03] Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n[02:50.70] Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n[02:53.42] Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n[02:55.23] Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n[02:57.04] I grew those on Riker's Island\n[02:58.84] Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n[03:00.61] Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n[03:03.36] Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n[03:05.18] All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n[03:08.86] Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n[03:10.69] Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n[03:13.37] Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n[03:15.15] Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n[03:17.88] Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n[03:20.54] Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n[03:21.42] Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n[03:24.12] I start my own chapters\n[03:25.08] Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n[03:27.77] High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n[03:30.44] Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n[03:32.36] Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n[03:35.05] Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n[03:37.74] (Method)\n[03:38.60] Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n[03:42.26] Fuck y'all wanna do? 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Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nand push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\nFrontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n\nYo, yo\nStarks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\nGhostface, jump out the window for a little taste\nThe joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\nEducated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nCappa' slide through with the Ghost\nPost up like paint on walls\nDrip jewels, big heat\nruffle inside the bubblegoose\nIt's the Odd Couple\nHollow points follow you home, Staten Island\nplayin with the big toys that make noise\nEcho in the hall, a scared voice\nNiggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\ndidn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\nMade the club moist, shattered the windows\nDustheads runnin (yo)\nThe rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n\nYo\nThe words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\nBody you in the bed where the nurses are\nPut your vein out, watch me insert the dart\ntil it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\nLight circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\nThat explains why my language off\nMy gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\nY'all more like in trainin bras\nWet behind the ear, you're not prepared\nfor the project flow, with extra stairs\nI pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\nYo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\nPullin mad, so you know it's me\nand your weed got more seeds than ODB\nCan't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\nDef and Wu will open ya\n\nEat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like\n\n(There's no love to be found)\n\nWord. it's me y'all.\nWe in two-six's flirtin with bitches\nDime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\nAnd flip like (HUH)\nKillin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\nYou and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\nBaby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\nGettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n\n(There's no love to be found)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.44] Supreme Clientele\n[00:18.90] Who I'm is? The phenom, them niggaz can't live\n[00:21.88] Who I'm is? We ain't got shit, somethin got to give\n[00:24.18] Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n[00:26.59] Die and live for my nigs and my bad-ass kids, freeze\n[00:29.51] *Sniff* Lookin at your ice like GEEZ!\n[00:31.63] I'm plottin on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n[00:34.08] I heard y'all kids is bout that, psychotherapy\n[00:36.66] You buggin where the couch at? 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I don't like your fuckin attitude\n[01:06.31] Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n[01:08.48] Yo, yo\n[01:09.28] Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n[01:11.10] Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n[01:13.91] The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n[01:16.01] Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n[01:18.42] (There's no love to be found)\n[01:22.39] Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n[01:24.17] Post up like paint on walls\n[01:25.72] Drip jewels, big heat\n[01:27.63] Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n[01:29.45] It's the Odd Couple\n[01:30.70] Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n[01:33.31] Playin with the big toys that make noise\n[01:35.45] Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n[01:37.81] Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n[01:40.44] Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n[01:43.03] Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n[01:45.98] Dustheads runnin (yo)\n[01:47.51] The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n[01:49.64] Yo\n[01:50.13] The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n[01:52.23] Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n[01:54.62] Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n[01:57.25] Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n[01:59.69] Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n[02:02.71] That explains why my language off\n[02:04.69] My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n[02:07.78] Y'all more like in trainin bras\n[02:09.65] Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n[02:11.95] For the project flow, with extra stairs\n[02:14.40] I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n[02:17.24] Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n[02:19.81] Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n[02:22.29] And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n[02:25.36] Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n[02:27.13] Def and Wu will open ya\n[02:29.02] Eat a dick like (HUH)\n[02:30.84] Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n[02:32.99] Gettin' rich like\n[02:36.34] (There's no love to be found)\n[02:40.08] Word. it's me y'all.\n[02:44.25] We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n[02:48.44] Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? 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We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my badass kids, freeze, sss\n Looking at your ice like, \"Jeez!\"\n I'm plottin' on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is 'bout that ('bout that), psychotherapy\n You bugging, where the couch at, Wu 'til they bury me\n\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie, if it's not broke let it be (uh)\n Ain't nothing nice in New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing, that tough talk\n Don't mean nothin' when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\n You know that saying, \"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em, and push your way in\"\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin', pull your waist up\n Niggas renting slum jewels from Jacob, fool!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin' attitude\"\n Fronting on my Clan from the Stat, but we ain't mad at you (yo, yo)\n\n Starks with the Parcheesi face, measly paced, old face\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n\n There's no love to be found\n\n Cappa slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls, drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubble goose, it's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home to Staten Island\n Playing with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\n\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads running (yo)\n The rap kingpin plus the Black Jesus is coming (yo)\n\n The words you talk (talk) better be the words you walk (walk)\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are (nurses are)\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n 'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off (ha), 33rd of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off (off)\n My gun aim and cough (huh), y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in training bras (ha-ha)\n\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs (ha-ha)\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets flyin')\n Yo, the hard-wire, startin' bonfires (startin' bonfires)\n Pull the mask so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke with ya (huh!), watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya, ya (huh!)\n\n Eat a dick like (huh! Come on!)\n Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n Getting rich like (huh!)\n Word (come on!)\n\n There's no love to be found\n Word, it's me y'all\n\n We in two sixes flirtin' with bitches, dime plus\n Taking pictures, \"How you doing, baby? My name Ghost\"\n Don't get caught up in my chains or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga donnin' since 'Grease'\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Rikers Island\n Stressed out, balled up in the cage\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versaces, snow-white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic\n Funeral love, move in when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\n Elbows unique, now meet the new me\n\n Ghetto fabulous, Tone Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the '80s in front of Macy's I start my own chapters\n Tyco Nite-Glow velvet pose\n Special effects, high-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Super-cali-fragi-listic-expi-ali-docious\n Docious-ali-expi-fragi-listic-cali-super\n Cancún, catch me in the room, eating grouper (grouper)\n\n Shoe fly shoe, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do, crack a brew\n Smoke a L or two\n\n And flip like (huh!)\n Killing for the whole clique is sick, like (huh!)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh!)\n Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n Getting rich like (huh!) 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Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\nSo keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\nYou know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\nAnd push your way in\nWe ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\nPick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\nNiggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\nYou're like, \"Dude! 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My name Ghost\nDon't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\nSeek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\nCheck out the grays on the side of my waves\nI grew those on Riker's Island\nStretched out, balled up in the caves\nPull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\nSilky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\nAll up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\nBiggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\nHands is like photographic magic, funeral love\nMovin when we hug, don't make it a habit\nHit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\nElbows unique now, meet the new me\nGhettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\nZulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\nI start my own chapters\nTyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\nHigh-tech armors merc you at the shows\nSupercalifragalisticexpialidocious\nDociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\nCancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n\nShoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\nFuck y'all wanna do? 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Wu, til they bury me\n[00:38.96] Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n[00:41.58] Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n[00:44.09] Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n[00:45.97] Stick you for your cake and your icing\n[00:47.50] That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n[00:50.83] So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n[00:52.81] You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n[00:55.11] And push your way in\n[00:56.18] We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n[00:58.50] Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n[01:01.05] Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n[01:03.55] You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin attitude\n[01:05.75] Frontin on my Clan from the Stat' when we ain't mad at you\"\n[01:08.76] Yo, yo\n[01:09.68] Starks flippin cheesyface measly paced ofays\n[01:10.42] Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n[01:13.22] The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n[01:15.74] Educated birds say, \"Ghost you so crazy!\"\n[01:18.38] (There's no love to be found)\n[01:22.33] Cappa' slide through with the Ghost\n[01:23.70] Post up like paint on walls\n[01:25.42] Drip jewels, big heat\n[01:27.83] Ruffle inside the bubblegoose\n[01:29.78] It's the Odd Couple\n[01:30.87] Hollow points follow you home, Staten Island\n[01:32.85] Playin with the big toys that make noise\n[01:35.59] Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n[01:38.13] Niggaz start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n[01:40.27] Didn't know Betty Crocker had them two nines\n[01:42.96] Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n[01:45.55] Dustheads runnin (yo)\n[01:47.63] The rap kingpin bust the Black Jesus is comin\n[01:49.45] Yo\n[01:50.14] The words you talk, that'll be the words you walk\n[01:52.20] Body you in the bed where the nurses are\n[01:54.66] Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n[01:57.27] Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n[01:59.61] Light circuits off, thirty-third of my brain is off\n[02:02.38] That explains why my language off\n[02:05.05] My gun aim and cough, y'all ain't trained to brawl\n[02:07.61] Y'all more like in trainin bras\n[02:09.63] Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n[02:12.12] For the project flow, with extra stairs\n[02:14.47] I pass out a vest to wear (bullets, FLYIN)\n[02:17.20] Yo, the hard wire, startin barn fires\n[02:19.69] Pullin mad, so you know it's me\n[02:21.79] And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n[02:24.12] Can't smoke witcha, watch Ghost tie rope to ya\n[02:27.13] Def and Wu will open ya\n[02:29.08] Eat a dick like (HUH)\n[02:30.76] Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n[02:33.04] Gettin' rich like\n[02:33.90] (There's no love to be found)\n[02:41.59] Word. it's me y'all.\n[02:46.62] We in two-six's flirtin with bitches\n[02:48.28] Dime plus takin pictures, how you doin baby? My name Ghost\n[02:51.25] Don't get caught up in my chains, or the way that I speak\n[02:53.62] Seek intelligence, slickest nigga goin since \"Grease\"\n[02:56.11] Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n[02:57.92] I grew those on Riker's Island\n[02:59.59] Stretched out, balled up in the caves\n[03:01.07] Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n[03:03.65] Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n[03:06.24] All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n[03:09.01] Biggie's Versace's, snow white rabbit\n[03:11.25] Hands is like photographic magic, funeral love\n[03:13.70] Movin when we hug, don't make it a habit\n[03:15.78] Hit the gym for two weeks, come back all chiseled\n[03:18.36] Elbows unique now, meet the new me\n[03:20.68] Ghettofabulous, Ton' Atlas\n[03:22.04] Zulu Nation in the 80's in front of Macy's\n[03:24.68] I start my own chapters\n[03:25.72] Tyco nightglow velvet pose, special effects\n[03:28.45] High-tech armors merc you at the shows\n[03:30.66] Supercalifragalisticexpialidocious\n[03:32.91] Dociousaliexpifragalisticcalisuper\n[03:35.45] Cancun, catch me in the room, eatin grouper.\n[03:37.95] Shoe fly shoo, Wally Don Clark crew\n[03:43.03] Fuck y'all wanna do? Crack a brew, smoke an L or two\n[03:45.38] And flip like (HUH)\n[03:46.94] Killin' for the whole click is sick like (HUH)\n[03:48.99] You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (HUH)\n[03:50.82] Baby shake your shit, girl you're thick like (HUH)\n[03:53.64] Gettin' rich like (HUH) Yeah\n[03:55.38] (There's no love to be found)\n[03:58.65] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Buck 50\n artist: Ghostface Killah feat. 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Wu, til they bury me\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie - if it's not broke, let it be\n Ain't nuttin nice in - New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing\n That tough talk? Don't mean nuttin when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see em like you want freedom\n You know that saying - if you can't join 'em, beat 'em\n And push your way in\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin pull your waist up\n Niggaz rentin slums usually Jacob, FOOL!\n You're like, \"Dude! 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My name Ghost\"\n[02:51.23] Don't get caught up in my chains or the way that I speak\n[02:53.62] Seek intelligence, slickest nigga donnin' since 'Grease'\n[02:55.97] Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n[02:57.99] I grew those on Rikers Island\n[02:59.50] Stressed out, balled up in the cage\n[03:01.11] Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n[03:03.52] Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n[03:06.12] All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n[03:08.80] Biggie's Versaces, snow-white rabbit\n[03:10.99] Hands is like photographic magic\n[03:12.86] Funeral love, move in when we hug, don't make it a habit\n[03:15.86] Hit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\n[03:18.34] Elbows unique, now meet the new me\n[03:20.61] Ghetto fabulous, Tone Atlas\n[03:22.37] Zulu Nation in the '80s in front of Macy's I start my own chapters\n[03:25.51] Tyco Nite-Glow velvet pose\n[03:27.62] Special effects, high-tech armors merc you at the shows\n[03:30.44] Super-cali-fragi-listic-expi-ali-docious\n[03:33.14] Docious-ali-expi-fragi-listic-cali-super\n[03:35.41] Cancún, catch me in the room, eating grouper (grouper)\n[03:40.35] Shoe fly shoe, Wally Don Clark crew\n[03:42.98] Fuck y'all wanna do, crack a brew\n[03:44.43] Smoke a L or two\n[03:45.26] And flip like (huh!)\n[03:46.65] Killing for the whole clique is sick, like (huh!)\n[03:48.89] You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh!)\n[03:51.22] Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n[03:53.66] Getting rich like (huh!) 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We ain't got shit, somethin' got to give\n Y'all done flipped y'all wig, blacked out the crib\n Die and live for my nigs and my badass kids, freeze, sss\n Looking at your ice like, \"Jeez!\"\n I'm plottin' on the mousetrap, about to snatch the cheese\n I heard y'all kids is 'bout that ('bout that), psychotherapy\n You bugging, where the couch at, Wu 'til they bury me\n\n Never tell a lie, like George with the cherry tree\n Now it's cherry pie, if it's not broke let it be (uh)\n Ain't nothing nice in New York\n Stick you for your cake and your icing, that tough talk\n Don't mean nothin' when you're up North\n So keep them hands where I can see 'em like you want freedom\n You know that saying, \"If you can't join 'em, beat 'em, and push your way in\"\n We ain't acrobats but we flip on occasion\n\n Pick the pace up, pants saggin', pull your waist up\n Niggas renting slum jewels from Jacob, fool!\n You're like, \"Dude! I don't like your fuckin' attitude\"\n Fronting on my Clan from the Stat, but we ain't mad at you (yo, yo)\n\n Starks with the Parcheesi face, measly paced, old face\n Ghostface, jump out the window for a little taste\n The joopy look, my main bitches call me lazy\n Educated birds say, \"Ghost, you so crazy!\"\n\n There's no love to be found\n\n Cappa slide through with the Ghost\n Post up like paint on walls, drip jewels, big heat\n Ruffle inside the bubble goose, it's the Odd Couple\n Hollow points follow you home to Staten Island\n Playing with the big toys that make noise\n Echo in the hall, a scared voice\n Niggas start to act choice, but Duncan Hines\n Didn't know Betty Crocker had the two nines\n\n Made the club moist, shattered the windows\n Dustheads running (yo)\n The rap kingpin plus the Black Jesus is coming (yo)\n\n The words you talk (talk) better be the words you walk (walk)\n Body you in the bed where the nurses are (nurses are)\n Put your vein out, watch me insert the dart\n 'Til it plagues from Bricks to the Persian Gulf\n Light circuits off (ha), 33rd of my brain is off\n That explains why my language off (off)\n My gun aim and cough (huh), y'all ain't trained to brawl\n Y'all more like in training bras (ha-ha)\n\n Wet behind the ear, you're not prepared\n For the project flow, with extra stairs (ha-ha)\n I pass out a vest to wear (bullets flyin')\n Yo, the hard-wire, startin' bonfires (startin' bonfires)\n Pull the mask so you know it's me\n And your weed got more seeds than ODB\n Can't smoke with ya (huh!), watch Ghost tie a rope to ya\n Def and Wu will open ya, ya (huh!)\n\n Eat a dick like (huh! Come on!)\n Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n Getting rich like (huh!)\n Word (come on!)\n\n There's no love to be found\n Word, it's me y'all\n\n We in two sixes flirtin' with bitches, dime plus\n Taking pictures, \"How you doing, baby? My name Ghost\"\n Don't get caught up in my chains or the way that I speak\n Seek intelligence, slickest nigga donnin' since 'Grease'\n Check out the grays on the side of my waves\n I grew those on Rikers Island\n Stressed out, balled up in the cage\n Pull a boot out on Jimmy Jam, text takes jam\n Silky texture, Jordan jumped up like Clyde Drexler\n\n All up in the parrot, nose numb, real as they come\n Biggie's Versaces, snow-white rabbit\n Hands is like photographic magic\n Funeral love, move in when we hug, don't make it a habit\n Hit the gym for two weeks, my back all chiseled\n Elbows unique, now meet the new me\n\n Ghetto fabulous, Tone Atlas\n Zulu Nation in the '80s in front of Macy's I start my own chapters\n Tyco Nite-Glow velvet pose\n Special effects, high-tech armors merc you at the shows\n Super-cali-fragi-listic-expi-ali-docious\n Docious-ali-expi-fragi-listic-cali-super\n Cancún, catch me in the room, eating grouper (grouper)\n\n Shoe fly shoe, Wally Don Clark crew\n Fuck y'all wanna do, crack a brew\n Smoke a L or two\n\n And flip like (huh!)\n Killing for the whole clique is sick, like (huh!)\n You and your stank bitch eat a dick like (huh!)\n Baby, shake your shit, girl you're thick like (huh!)\n Getting rich like (huh!) (Yeah)\n\n There's no love to be found\n"}]