[{"id":12146473,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Best of Ghostface Killah","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Best of Ghostface Killah\n  duration_ms: 250000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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(Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":18113734,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Stomp The Yard","duration":250.5926144,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This guy is a bulldozer with a wreckin' ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal, he's hungry, you ain't been hungry since Supreme Clientele\nRemember what you first told me when I took you in?\nYou wanted to be a fighter (yeah)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York, stand up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ (got ya boy in the booth, nigga)\nYou ain't hungry, matter of fact, I don't want you in my gym\n(I'm 'bout to take New York with this one)\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me (Just Blaze)\n\nGodzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone\nYo, I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin' with vengeance\nMy arts is crafty darts, why y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy?\nWonderin' how did y'all niggas get past me?'\nI been doing this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy Wallos, I did 'em up, them bricks, I sent 'em up\nMy raps, y'all bit 'em up, for that, now, stick 'em up\n\n10-4, good buddy, Tone got his money up\nWorth millions, still bag your bitch lookin' bummy, what?\nY'all starin' at the Angel of Death\nLiar, liar, pants on fire, you burnin' up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music, verbal street opera\nPop a TEC, mad fluid, got the projects boomin', indeed\nI ran through the Tunnel, terrorized speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle, slingin' that D\n\nGet out my face, don't need nothin' you got no more\nDon't need no has-been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that bad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey, fool, you ready for another beatin'?\nYou should've never came back\nLook here, man, after I crucify him, you next\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange yo' face\nI'm the champ\n\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it while in war, before rap, I was gettin' it on\nChoke a fat nigga out in like, 40 seconds\nMy gun get hard with a .45, steel erection\nEagle on, Kangol half-slanted, coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock, yo\n\nNiggas want me dead, but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide, look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hangin', frauds is left in they draws on the floor complainin'\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place, dirt poor rappers get shadow-boxed for trainin'\nY'all still eatin' bacon\n\nThink nobody can\nDon't give this sucker no statue, give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't goin' away, you had yo' shot, now gimme mine\nNow, why don't you tell these folks why you been duckin' me?\nPolitics, man\nThis culture wants to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman, she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the champ\n\nI'm like the deuce of diamonds cuttin' spades on a glass table\nHalf a mill' on my left ankle\nTerrycloth Guess shorts, robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch, that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger, stones is rollin'\nPrestige is cut to a T, spark when weed went up\nThe coca leaf is slightly damp\nSproutin' in the backyard next to Graham Dukes' tomato plants\n\nAnd jets get chartered, marquee shit with the cars on it\nThe haters, they earl, run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East, I'm a MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone, Iron Man, Bulletproof and Supreme\nKufi on, double deuce in the jeans\nMy man shape was on the floor with the mother lode, both of them green\nIBF, WBC cruiserweight title shots and rap belts belong to D.C\n\nListen, I am bad\nI said, I am bad, I'm a bad man\nI'm so bad, sometimes I scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself, I'm so pretty\nNow who am I? (The man)\nNow who am I? (The man)\nWho? (The man)\nThat's right, and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen\nI present to you from the committee\nThe winner by consecutive knockout\nAnd still champion of the world, Ghostface Killah!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Stomp The Yard\n  duration_ms: 250593\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wreckin' ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal, he's hungry, you ain't been hungry since Supreme Clientele\n  Remember what you first told me when I took you in?\n  You wanted to be a fighter (yeah)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York, stand up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ (got ya boy in the booth, nigga)\n  You ain't hungry, matter of fact, I don't want you in my gym\n  (I'm 'bout to take New York with this one)\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me (Just Blaze)\n\n  Godzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone\n  Yo, I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin' with vengeance\n  My arts is crafty darts, why y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy?\n  Wonderin' how did y'all niggas get past me?'\n  I been doing this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My Wallos, I did 'em up, them bricks, I sent 'em up\n  My raps, y'all bit 'em up, for that, now, stick 'em up\n\n  10-4, good buddy, Tone got his money up\n  Worth millions, still bag your bitch lookin' bummy, what?\n  Y'all starin' at the Angel of Death\n  Liar, liar, pants on fire, you burnin' up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music, verbal street opera\n  Pop a TEC, mad fluid, got the projects boomin', indeed\n  I ran through the Tunnel, terrorized speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle, slingin' that D\n\n  Get out my face, don't need nothin' you got no more\n  Don't need no has-been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that bad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey, fool, you ready for another beatin'?\n  You should've never came back\n  Look here, man, after I crucify him, you next\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange yo' face\n  I'm the champ\n\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it while in war, before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Choke a fat nigga out in like, 40 seconds\n  My gun get hard with a .45, steel erection\n  Eagle on, Kangol half-slanted, coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock, yo\n\n  Niggas want me dead, but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide, look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hangin', frauds is left in they draws on the floor complainin'\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place, dirt poor rappers get shadow-boxed for trainin'\n  Y'all still eatin' bacon\n\n  Think nobody can\n  Don't give this sucker no statue, give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't goin' away, you had yo' shot, now gimme mine\n  Now, why don't you tell these folks why you been duckin' me?\n  Politics, man\n  This culture wants to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman, she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the champ\n\n  I'm like the deuce of diamonds cuttin' spades on a glass table\n  Half a mill' on my left ankle\n  Terrycloth Guess shorts, robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch, that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger, stones is rollin'\n  Prestige is cut to a T, spark when weed went up\n  The coca leaf is slightly damp\n  Sproutin' in the backyard next to Graham Dukes' tomato plants\n\n  And jets get chartered, marquee shit with the cars on it\n  The haters, they earl, run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East, I'm a MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone, Iron Man, Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Kufi on, double deuce in the jeans\n  My man shape was on the floor with the mother lode, both of them green\n  IBF, WBC cruiserweight title shots and rap belts belong to D.C\n\n  Listen, I am bad\n  I said, I am bad, I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad, sometimes I scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself, I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I? (The man)\n  Now who am I? (The man)\n  Who? (The man)\n  That's right, and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  I present to you from the committee\n  The winner by consecutive knockout\n  And still champion of the world, Ghostface Killah!\n"},{"id":3877720,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale (Expanded Edition)","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale (Expanded Edition)\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":443294,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale (Bonus Track)","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale (Bonus Track)\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":443295,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":31034069,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Hidden Darts 3 (Hosted By J-Love)","duration":239.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Hidden Darts 3 (Hosted By J-Love)\n  duration_ms: 239000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":19587541,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"1000 Greatest Hip-Hop & Rap Songs","duration":249.364898,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: 1000 Greatest Hip-Hop & Rap Songs\n  duration_ms: 249365\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":18174991,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"[2006] Fishscale","duration":249.359093,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This guy is a bulldozer with a wreckin' ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal, he's hungry, you ain't been hungry since Supreme Clientele\nRemember what you first told me when I took you in?\nYou wanted to be a fighter (yeah)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York, stand up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ (got ya boy in the booth, nigga)\nYou ain't hungry, matter of fact, I don't want you in my gym\n(I'm 'bout to take New York with this one)\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me (Just Blaze)\n\nGodzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone\nYo, I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin' with vengeance\nMy arts is crafty darts, why y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy?\nWonderin' how did y'all niggas get past me?'\nI been doing this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy Wallos, I did 'em up, them bricks, I sent 'em up\nMy raps, y'all bit 'em up, for that, now, stick 'em up\n\n10-4, good buddy, Tone got his money up\nWorth millions, still bag your bitch lookin' bummy, what?\nY'all starin' at the Angel of Death\nLiar, liar, pants on fire, you burnin' up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music, verbal street opera\nPop a TEC, mad fluid, got the projects boomin', indeed\nI ran through the Tunnel, terrorized speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle, slingin' that D\n\nGet out my face, don't need nothin' you got no more\nDon't need no has-been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that bad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey, fool, you ready for another beatin'?\nYou should've never came back\nLook here, man, after I crucify him, you next\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange yo' face\nI'm the champ\n\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it while in war, before rap, I was gettin' it on\nChoke a fat nigga out in like, 40 seconds\nMy gun get hard with a .45, steel erection\nEagle on, Kangol half-slanted, coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock, yo\n\nNiggas want me dead, but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide, look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hangin', frauds is left in they draws on the floor complainin'\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place, dirt poor rappers get shadow-boxed for trainin'\nY'all still eatin' bacon\n\nThink nobody can\nDon't give this sucker no statue, give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't goin' away, you had yo' shot, now gimme mine\nNow, why don't you tell these folks why you been duckin' me?\nPolitics, man\nThis culture wants to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman, she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the champ\n\nI'm like the deuce of diamonds cuttin' spades on a glass table\nHalf a mill' on my left ankle\nTerrycloth Guess shorts, robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch, that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger, stones is rollin'\nPrestige is cut to a T, spark when weed went up\nThe coca leaf is slightly damp\nSproutin' in the backyard next to Graham Dukes' tomato plants\n\nAnd jets get chartered, marquee shit with the cars on it\nThe haters, they earl, run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East, I'm a MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone, Iron Man, Bulletproof and Supreme\nKufi on, double deuce in the jeans\nMy man shape was on the floor with the mother lode, both of them green\nIBF, WBC cruiserweight title shots and rap belts belong to D.C\n\nListen, I am bad\nI said, I am bad, I'm a bad man\nI'm so bad, sometimes I scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself, I'm so pretty\nNow who am I? (The man)\nNow who am I? (The man)\nWho? (The man)\nThat's right, and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen\nI present to you from the committee\nThe winner by consecutive knockout\nAnd still champion of the world, Ghostface Killah!","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.08] This guy is a bulldozer with a wreckin' ball attached\n[00:04.54] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:07.99] He's an animal, he's hungry, you ain't been hungry since Supreme Clientele\n[00:13.94] Remember what you first told me when I took you in?\n[00:17.68] You wanted to be a fighter (yeah)\n[00:19.11] You wanted to be a killer (New York, stand up)\n[00:20.46] You wanted to be the Champ (got ya boy in the booth, nigga)\n[00:22.85] You ain't hungry, matter of fact, I don't want you in my gym\n[00:25.96] (I'm 'bout to take New York with this one)\n[00:27.22] Get out of my ring, you disgust me (Just Blaze)\n[00:28.76] Godzilla bankroll, stones from Sierra Leone\n[00:31.34] Yo, I ain't got it all, that means I'm barely home\n[00:34.02] Trailblazer stay ballin' with vengeance\n[00:36.05] My arts is crafty darts, why y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy?\n[00:39.01] Wonderin' how did y'all niggas get past me?'\n[00:41.71] I been doing this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:44.41] My Wallos, I did 'em up, them bricks, I sent 'em up\n[00:47.13] My raps, y'all bit 'em up, for that, now, stick 'em up\n[00:49.74] 10-4, good buddy, Tone got his money up\n[00:52.50] Worth millions, still bag your bitch lookin' bummy, what?\n[00:55.09] Y'all starin' at the Angel of Death\n[00:56.57] Liar, liar, pants on fire, you burnin' up like David Koresh\n[00:59.95] This is architect music, verbal street opera\n[01:02.61] Pop a TEC, mad fluid, got the projects boomin', indeed\n[01:05.64] I ran through the Tunnel, terrorized speed\n[01:07.65] That's when I was still in the jungle, slingin' that D\n[01:10.77] Get out my face, don't need nothin' you got no more\n[01:14.40] Don't need no has-been messin' up my corner\n[01:16.99] And you better get that bad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:20.10] Hey, fool, you ready for another beatin'?\n[01:22.30] You should've never came back\n[01:23.97] Look here, man, after I crucify him, you next\n[01:26.94] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange yo' face\n[01:30.69] I'm the champ\n[01:31.90] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:33.43] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:36.31] Bet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:38.47] I lost it while in war, before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:41.99] Choke a fat nigga out in like, 40 seconds\n[01:44.27] My gun get hard with a .45, steel erection\n[01:47.29] Eagle on, Kangol half-slanted, coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:50.35] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock, yo\n[01:52.80] Niggas want me dead, but they scared to step to me\n[01:55.22] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:57.99] When beef collide, look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:01.22] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:03.33] Jaws is hangin', frauds is left in they draws on the floor complainin'\n[02:07.01] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:09.43] Stay in your place, dirt poor rappers get shadow-boxed for trainin'\n[02:12.15] Y'all still eatin' bacon\n[02:14.30] Think nobody can\n[02:15.73] Don't give this sucker no statue, give him death\n[02:18.53] I told y'all I wasn't goin' away, you had yo' shot, now gimme mine\n[02:22.15] Now, why don't you tell these folks why you been duckin' me?\n[02:24.82] Politics, man\n[02:25.87] This culture wants to keep me down\n[02:27.60] They don't want me to have the title because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:30.30] Ask his woman, she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:33.26] I'm the champ\n[02:34.78] I'm like the deuce of diamonds cuttin' spades on a glass table\n[02:38.50] Half a mill' on my left ankle\n[02:39.95] Terrycloth Guess shorts, robes is comfortable\n[02:42.45] Bring me a nice bitch, that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:45.15] My swagger is Mick Jagger, stones is rollin'\n[02:47.64] Prestige is cut to a T, spark when weed went up\n[02:50.44] The coca leaf is slightly damp\n[02:52.48] Sproutin' in the backyard next to Graham Dukes' tomato plants\n[02:55.54] And jets get chartered, marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:58.32] The haters, they earl, run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:00.57] Back East, I'm a MC king since Cuban\n[03:03.23] Pretty Tone, Iron Man, Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:05.72] Kufi on, double deuce in the jeans\n[03:07.74] My man shape was on the floor with the mother lode, both of them green\n[03:11.06] IBF, WBC cruiserweight title shots and rap belts belong to D.C\n[03:17.97] Listen, I am bad\n[03:20.70] I said, I am bad, I'm a bad man\n[03:23.89] I'm so bad, sometimes I scare myself\n[03:26.63] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself, I'm so pretty\n[03:29.92] Now who am I? (The man)\n[03:31.88] Now who am I? (The man)\n[03:33.59] Who? 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(Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: 36 Deadly Darts\n  duration_ms: 91000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":20973749,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Hidden Darts 3","duration":239.046531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Hidden Darts 3\n  duration_ms: 239047\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":20455993,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale","duration":251.448889,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale\n  duration_ms: 251449\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":14358621,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale (2020 VMP Black & Gold Reissue Vinyl)","duration":248.234687,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale (2020 VMP Black & Gold Reissue Vinyl)\n  duration_ms: 248235\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":14417845,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale (Explicit Version)","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale (Explicit Version)\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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(Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":23367225,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fishscale","duration":254.64,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fishscale\n  duration_ms: 254640\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":21829609,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Fluxblog 2006 Survey","duration":249.364917,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[Cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Fluxblog 2006 Survey\n  duration_ms: 249365\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [Cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":13299777,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Best Of","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Best Of\n  duration_ms: 250000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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(Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":11639799,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Paid In Full: Hip-Hop Classics","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin'\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggas get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin' bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire you burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin' that D\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggas want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is leftin' they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Waynes\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow box for training\nYa'll still eatin' bacon\nThink nobody can, don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to it tis spark when weed went up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThey head and they earl to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man Snake was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (the man!)\nNow who am I (the man!)\nWho (the man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the world!\nGhostface Killa","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: 'Paid In Full: Hip-Hop Classics'\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin'\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggas get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin' bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire you burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin' that D\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet y'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggas want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is leftin' they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenon Ivory Waynes\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow box for training\n  Ya'll still eatin' bacon\n  Think nobody can, don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jaeger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to it tis spark when weed went up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  They head and they earl to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man Snake was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (the man!)\n  Now who am I (the man!)\n  Who (the man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the world!\n  Ghostface Killa\n"},{"id":10064930,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"'various'","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: '''various'''\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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(Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":10213868,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Non-Album","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Non-Album\n  duration_ms: 249000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"},{"id":12121839,"name":"The Champ","trackName":"The Champ","artistName":"Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Icon","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\nThis guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\nHe'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\nHe's an animal\nHe's hungry\nYou ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\nRemember what you first told me when I took ya in\nYou wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\nYou wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\nYou wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\nYou ain't hungry\nMatter of fact I don't want you in my gym\nGet out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nGodzilla bankroll\nStones from Stilion\nYo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\nTrailblazer stay ballin\nRevenge is my arts is crafty darts\nWhile y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\nWonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\nI been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\nMy wallos I did 'em up\nThem bricks I send 'em up\nMy raps y'all bit 'em up\nFor that now stick 'em up\nTen Four good buddy Tone got is money up\nWorth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\nYa'll staring at the angel of death\nLiar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\nThis is architect music\nVerbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\nI ran through the tunnel\nTerrorize speed\nThat's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nGet out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\nDon't need no has been messin' up my corner\nAnd you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\nHey fool you ready for another beating\nYou should have never came back\nLook here man after I crucify him, you next!\nAnd you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nWho want to battle the Don?\nI'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\nBet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\nI lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\nTook a fat nigga out in like 40secs\nMy gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\nKangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\nGuerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\nNiggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\nRip they guts out like a hysterectomy\nWhen beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\nOr get you bumped off from the inside\nJaws is hanging\nFrauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\nBird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\nStay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\nYa'll still eatin bacon\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nThink nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\nI told y'all I wasn't going away\nYou had your shot no give me mine\nNow why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\nYou think you going to keep me down\nThey don't want me to have the title\nBecause I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\nAsk his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\nI'm the Champ!\n\n[Ghostface Killah]\nI like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\nHalf a mil on my left ankle\nTerry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\nBring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\nMy swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\nPrestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\nThe Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\nSprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\nAnd jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\nThem haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\nBack East summer MC king since Cuban\nPretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\nProof and you double deuce in the jeans\nMy man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\nIBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n[Spoken over the beat]\nListen I am bad, I said I am bad\nI'm a bad man\nI'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\nSometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nNow who am I (The Man!)\nWho (The Man!)\nThat's right and don't y'all forget it\n\nLadies and gentlemen!\nThe winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\nGhostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n[cheering in the background]","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.00] [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n[00:02.04] This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n[00:05.62] He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n[00:09.37] He's an animal\n[00:10.91] He's hungry\n[00:12.33] You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n[00:15.72] Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n[00:19.23] You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n[00:21.21] You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n[00:22.14] You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n[00:24.98] You ain't hungry\n[00:26.00] Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n[00:27.98] Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n[00:29.98] [Ghostface Killah]\n[00:30.65] Godzilla bankroll\n[00:31.44] Stones from Stilion\n[00:32.79] Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n[00:35.34] Trailblazer stay ballin\n[00:36.81] Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n[00:38.49] While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n[00:40.45] Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n[00:43.12] I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n[00:45.52] My wallos I did 'em up\n[00:46.14] Them bricks I send 'em up\n[00:48.38] My raps y'all bit 'em up\n[00:49.74] For that now stick 'em up\n[00:51.08] Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n[00:53.64] Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n[00:56.24] Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n[00:58.29] Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n[01:01.19] This is architect music\n[01:02.95] Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n[01:07.04] I ran through the tunnel\n[01:08.21] Terrorize speed\n[01:09.33] That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n[01:12.66] [Spoken over the beat]\n[01:13.56] Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n[01:16.15] Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n[01:18.40] And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n[01:21.36] Hey fool you ready for another beating\n[01:23.70] You should have never came back\n[01:25.49] Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n[01:28.56] And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n[01:30.98] I'm the Champ!\n[01:33.37] [Ghostface Killah]\n[01:33.82] Who want to battle the Don?\n[01:34.92] I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n[01:37.67] Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n[01:39.76] I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n[01:43.44] Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n[01:45.86] My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n[01:49.11] Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n[01:51.66] Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n[01:54.48] Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n[01:56.66] Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n[01:59.25] When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n[02:02.13] Or get you bumped off from the inside\n[02:04.54] Jaws is hanging\n[02:05.60] Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n[02:08.28] Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n[02:10.84] Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n[02:13.79] Ya'll still eatin bacon\n[02:15.83] [Spoken over the beat]\n[02:16.58] Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n[02:19.82] I told y'all I wasn't going away\n[02:21.76] You had your shot no give me mine\n[02:23.95] Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n[02:27.26] You think you going to keep me down\n[02:29.73] They don't want me to have the title\n[02:30.75] Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n[02:31.93] Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n[02:35.13] I'm the Champ!\n[02:36.14] [Ghostface Killah]\n[02:36.70] I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n[02:38.90] Half a mil on my left ankle\n[02:41.32] Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n[02:43.92] Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n[02:46.53] My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n[02:49.29] Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n[02:51.78] The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n[02:53.57] Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n[02:57.05] And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n[02:59.70] Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n[03:02.13] Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n[03:04.64] Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n[03:07.26] Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n[03:09.19] My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n[03:12.68] IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n[03:18.30] [Spoken over the beat]\n[03:19.49] Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n[03:23.96] I'm a bad man\n[03:25.24] I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n[03:28.29] Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n[03:31.29] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:34.13] Now who am I (The Man!)\n[03:35.30] Who (The Man!)\n[03:37.26] That's right and don't y'all forget it\n[03:39.29] Ladies and gentlemen!\n[03:43.27] The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n[03:56.29] Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n[04:00.94] [Cheering in the background]\n[04:03.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Champ\n  artist: Ghostface Killah\n  album: Icon\n  duration_ms: 250000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]'\n  start_ms: 1000\n  end_ms: 2040\n- text: This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  start_ms: 2040\n  end_ms: 5620\n- text: He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  start_ms: 5620\n  end_ms: 9370\n- text: He's an animal\n  start_ms: 9370\n  end_ms: 10910\n- text: He's hungry\n  start_ms: 10910\n  end_ms: 12330\n- text: You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  start_ms: 12330\n  end_ms: 15720\n- text: Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  start_ms: 15720\n  end_ms: 19230\n- text: You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  start_ms: 19230\n  end_ms: 21210\n- text: You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  start_ms: 21210\n  end_ms: 22140\n- text: You wanted to be the Champ! 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was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  start_ms: 189190\n  end_ms: 192680\n- text: IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n  start_ms: 192680\n  end_ms: 198300\n- text: '[Spoken over the beat]'\n  start_ms: 198300\n  end_ms: 199490\n- text: Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  start_ms: 199490\n  end_ms: 203960\n- text: I'm a bad man\n  start_ms: 203960\n  end_ms: 205240\n- text: I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  start_ms: 205240\n  end_ms: 208290\n- text: Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  start_ms: 208290\n  end_ms: 211290\n- text: Now who am I (The Man!)\n  start_ms: 211290\n  end_ms: 214130\n- text: Now who am I (The Man!)\n  start_ms: 214130\n  end_ms: 215300\n- text: Who (The Man!)\n  start_ms: 215300\n  end_ms: 217260\n- text: That's right and don't y'all forget it\n  start_ms: 217260\n  end_ms: 219290\n- text: Ladies and gentlemen!\n  start_ms: 219290\n  end_ms: 223270\n- text: The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  start_ms: 223270\n  end_ms: 236290\n- text: Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n  start_ms: 236290\n  end_ms: 240940\n- text: '[Cheering in the background]'\n  start_ms: 240940\n  end_ms: 243000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 243000\nplain: |-\n  [Dialogue borrowed from a \"Rocky\" movie]\n  This guy is a bulldozer with a wrecking ball attached\n  He'll leave a ring around your eye and tread marks on your back\n  He's an animal\n  He's hungry\n  You ain't been hungry, since \"Supreme Clientele\"\n  Remember what you first told me when I took ya in\n  You wanted to be a fighter (Yeah!)\n  You wanted to be a killer (New York Stand Up)\n  You wanted to be the Champ! (Got your boy in the booth nigga)\n  You ain't hungry\n  Matter of fact I don't want you in my gym\n  Get out of my ring, you disgust me\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Godzilla bankroll\n  Stones from Stilion\n  Yo I ain't got it all, that means I barely home\n  Trailblazer stay ballin\n  Revenge is my arts is crafty darts\n  While y'all stuck on Laffy Taffy\n  Wonderin' how y'all niggaz get past me\n  I been doin this before Nas dropped the Nasty\n  My wallos I did 'em up\n  Them bricks I send 'em up\n  My raps y'all bit 'em up\n  For that now stick 'em up\n  Ten Four good buddy Tone got is money up\n  Worth millions still back your bitch lookin bummy what\n  Ya'll staring at the angel of death\n  Liar liar pants on fire You burning up like David Koresh\n  This is architect music\n  Verbal street opera pop a 'tec man fully got the projects booming indeed\n  I ran through the tunnel\n  Terrorize speed\n  That's when I was still in the jungle slangin that D\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Get out my face! No you ain't got no mo?'.\n  Don't need no has been messin' up my corner\n  And you better get that mad look off your face 'fore I knock it off\n  Hey fool you ready for another beating\n  You should have never came back\n  Look here man after I crucify him, you next!\n  And you better have a good doctor to rearrange your face\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  Who want to battle the Don?\n  I'm James Bond in the Octagon with two razors\n  Bet cha'all didn't know I had a fake arm\n  I lost it, wild and raw before rap, I was gettin' it on\n  Took a fat nigga out in like 40secs\n  My gun get hard wit a 45 still erects and eagle on\n  Kangol hat slanted coconut bounce to Morocco\n  Guerilla medallions like Flavor Flav clock yo\n  Niggaz want me dead but they scared to step to me\n  Rip they guts out like a hysterectomy\n  When beef collide look on the flip by the penitentiary kite\n  Or get you bumped off from the inside\n  Jaws is hanging\n  Frauds is left in they draws on the floor complaining\n  Bird ass nigga resemble Keenan Ivory Wayans\n  Stay in your place dirt born rappers get Shadow boxed for training?\n  Ya'll still eatin bacon\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Think nobody can; don't give this nigga no statue give him death\n  I told y'all I wasn't going away\n  You had your shot no give me mine\n  Now why don't you tell these folks why you been ducking me, politics man\n  You think you going to keep me down\n  They don't want me to have the title\n  Because I'm not a puppet like that fool up there\n  Ask his woman she get more pipe from the plumber than in bed\n  I'm the Champ!\n\n  [Ghostface Killah]\n  I like the deuce of diamonds cutting spades on a glass table\n  Half a mil on my left ankle\n  Terry cloth Guess shorts robes is comfortable\n  Bring me a nice bitch that means I'll fuck with you\n  My swagger is Mick Jagger stones is rolling\n  Prestige is cut to a tee sparkin' weed what up\n  The Cocoa leaf is slightly damp\n  Sprouting in the backyard next to Gran duke tomato plants\n  And jets get charted marquee shit with the cars on it\n  Them haters they earl run to the toilet and vomit\n  Back East summer MC king since Cuban\n  Pretty Tone Iron Man and Bulletproof and Supreme\n  Proof and you double deuce in the jeans\n  My man? was on the floor with the mother load both of them green\n  IBF WBC Cruiserweight title shots and Rap belts belong to D.C.\n\n  [Spoken over the beat]\n  Listen I am bad, I said I am bad\n  I'm a bad man\n  I'm so bad sometimes I's scare myself\n  Sometimes I look in the mirror and want to kiss myself I'm so pretty\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Now who am I (The Man!)\n  Who (The Man!)\n  That's right and don't y'all forget it\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen!\n  The winner by consecutive knockout and still champion of the worlllllllld!\n  Ghostface Killllllllllllllaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa\n\n  [cheering in the background]\n"}]