[{"id":30056592,"name":"Smack Muzik ft. Flood","trackName":"Smack Muzik ft. Flood","artistName":"Heltah Skeltah","albumName":"D.I.R.T. (Da Incredible Rap Team)","duration":190.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Look brother\nThere's a new groove\nThere's a new thing\nGet's down to the nitty gritty\nYeah, that's it\n\nListen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\nClap at ya fleet, leave ya'll niggas flat in the street\nSmashing ya peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\nAhead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\nSmack music, that gat in ya lap music\nThat North Cakillac with crack in the 'lac music\nAct stupid like niggas in special ed\nYo ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\nBet some bread, better than any nigga you know\nSean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'dro\nIf eenie, meenie and moe, try to fuck up my flow\nThen I'll whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\nSmash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\nIt's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\nListen, I rap wild but the cash is great\nYou, you rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like Black and Harry\nMy niggas strapped, see the mac I carry\nListen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go Flood\n\nYa'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama\nQuick, put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead diet\nYou want it with him, huh, go 'head try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that\nWhere you been at black\nP.E. them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know where Brooklyn at\nWhere the fuck, we right here nigga\n\nSmack music, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped to it\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved the animals out, dammit we foul\nCannon's about as big as ya mother, when it hit ya, you done\nI don't mean like dunn dunn, dumb ass, ya done for\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell birds\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'mma send 'em to hell first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore president, Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide and subtract you niggas when the shots go blaka\nI am such a monster\nUp here, destroyed and I'm up in Don Chumps\nRest assured, ya boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one, I can show ya\nNo key cars, but I'm a rock and roller\nLet's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not ya chauffeur\nYou can not hang, you're not my posters\nLittle Flood","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Smack Muzik ft. Flood\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah\n  album: D.I.R.T. (Da Incredible Rap Team)\n  duration_ms: 190000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Look brother\n  There's a new groove\n  There's a new thing\n  Get's down to the nitty gritty\n  Yeah, that's it\n\n  Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n  Clap at ya fleet, leave ya'll niggas flat in the street\n  Smashing ya peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n  Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n  Smack music, that gat in ya lap music\n  That North Cakillac with crack in the 'lac music\n  Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n  Yo ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n  Bet some bread, better than any nigga you know\n  Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'dro\n  If eenie, meenie and moe, try to fuck up my flow\n  Then I'll whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n  Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n  It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n  Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n  You, you rap mild but ya cash is late\n  Ya'll niggas wack like Black and Harry\n  My niggas strapped, see the mac I carry\n  Listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n  I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go Flood\n\n  Ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n  In ya house, talking to ya mama\n  Quick, put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead diet\n  You want it with him, huh, go 'head try it\n  Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n  Ya'll niggas ain't been like that\n  Where you been at black\n  P.E. them niggas, feel that track\n  Let 'em know where Brooklyn at\n  Where the fuck, we right here nigga\n\n  Smack music, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n  For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n  Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n  End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped to it\n  Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n  We moved the animals out, dammit we foul\n  Cannon's about as big as ya mother, when it hit ya, you done\n  I don't mean like dunn dunn, dumb ass, ya done for\n  Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell birds\n  They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n  Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n  Wanna send me to jail, I'mma send 'em to hell first\n  Terrorize you like my name Osama\n  I'm not, I'm hardcore president, Big Rock Obama\n  That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n  Divide and subtract you niggas when the shots go blaka\n  I am such a monster\n  Up here, destroyed and I'm up in Don Chumps\n  Rest assured, ya boy is fucking bonkers\n  Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n  Monster, never seen one, I can show ya\n  No key cars, but I'm a rock and roller\n  Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not ya chauffeur\n  You can not hang, you're not my posters\n  Little Flood\n"},{"id":17789877,"name":"Smack Muzik (Feat. Flood)","trackName":"Smack Muzik (Feat. Flood)","artistName":"Heltah Skeltah","albumName":"D.I.R.T. (Da Incredible Rap Team)","duration":189.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Sean Price:]\nListen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\nClap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\nSmashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\nAhead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\nSmack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\nThat North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\nAct stupid like niggas in special ed\nYour ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\nBent some bread, better than any nigga you know\nSean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\nIf inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\nI whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\nSmash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\nIt's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\nListen, I rap wild but the cash is great\nYou? You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n[Rock:]\nListen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\nCannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\nI don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\nI'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\nRest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one? I can show ya\nNo deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\nLet's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\nYou cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] [Sean Price:]\n[00:21.25] Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n[00:24.74] Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\n[00:27.58] Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n[00:30.25] Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n[00:32.89] Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\n[00:35.83] That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\n[00:38.78] Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n[00:41.23] Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n[00:44.18] Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know\n[00:46.85] Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\n[00:49.53] If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\n[00:52.47] I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n[00:55.27] Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n[00:57.95] It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n[01:00.56] Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n[01:03.36] You? You rap mild but ya cash is late\n[01:06.25] Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n[01:08.86] My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n[01:11.02] Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n[01:14.59] I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n[01:16.93] [Chorus: Flood]\n[01:17.45] Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n[01:19.95] In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n[01:22.68] Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n[01:25.73] You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n[01:28.32] Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n[01:30.24] Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n[01:33.80] P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n[01:35.68] Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n[01:38.97] [Rock:]\n[01:39.52] Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n[01:42.13] For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n[01:44.92] Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n[01:47.51] End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\n[01:50.59] Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n[01:53.41] We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\n[01:55.73] Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\n[01:58.67] I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\n[02:01.55] Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\n[02:04.12] They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n[02:06.92] Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n[02:09.58] Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\n[02:13.29] Terrorize you like my name Osama\n[02:15.00] I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\n[02:17.73] That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n[02:20.66] Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\n[02:24.97] I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\n[02:29.19] Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\n[02:31.82] Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n[02:35.18] Monster, never seen one? I can show ya\n[02:37.49] No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n[02:40.26] Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n[02:42.83] You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n[02:47.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Smack Muzik (Feat. Flood)\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah\n  album: D.I.R.T. 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I can show ya\n  start_ms: 155180\n  end_ms: 157490\n- text: No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  start_ms: 157490\n  end_ms: 160260\n- text: Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  start_ms: 160260\n  end_ms: 162830\n- text: You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n  start_ms: 162830\n  end_ms: 167930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 167930\nplain: |-\n  [Sean Price:]\n  Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n  Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\n  Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n  Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n  Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\n  That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\n  Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n  Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n  Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know\n  Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\n  If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\n  I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n  Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n  It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n  Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n  You? You rap mild but ya cash is late\n  Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n  My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n  Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n  I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n  [Chorus: Flood]\n  Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n  In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n  Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n  You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n  Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n  Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n  P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n  Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n  [Rock:]\n  Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n  For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n  Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n  End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\n  Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n  We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\n  Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\n  I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\n  Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\n  They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n  Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n  Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\n  Terrorize you like my name Osama\n  I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\n  That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n  Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\n  I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\n  Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\n  Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n  Monster, never seen one? I can show ya\n  No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n"},{"id":14571387,"name":"Smack Muzik (feat. Flood)","trackName":"Smack Muzik (feat. Flood)","artistName":"Heltah Skeltah","albumName":"D.I.R.T","duration":188.943673,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Sean Price:]\nListen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\nClap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\nSmashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\nAhead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\nSmack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\nThat North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\nAct stupid like niggas in special ed\nYour ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\nBent some bread, better than any nigga you know\nSean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\nIf inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\nI whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\nSmash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\nIt's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\nListen, I rap wild but the cash is great\nYou? You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n[Rock:]\nListen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\nCannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\nI don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\nI'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\nRest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one? 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\n[01:06.25] Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n[01:08.86] My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n[01:11.02] Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n[01:14.59] I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n[01:16.93] [Chorus: Flood]\n[01:17.45] Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n[01:19.95] In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n[01:22.68] Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n[01:25.73] You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n[01:28.32] Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n[01:30.24] Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n[01:33.80] P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n[01:35.68] Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? 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I can show ya\n[02:37.49] No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n[02:40.26] Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n[02:42.83] You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n[02:47.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Smack Muzik (feat. 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\n[01:06.25] Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n[01:08.86] My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n[01:11.02] Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n[01:14.59] I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n[01:16.93] [Chorus: Flood]\n[01:17.45] Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n[01:19.95] In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n[01:22.68] Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n[01:25.73] You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n[01:28.32] Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n[01:30.24] Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n[01:33.80] P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n[01:35.68] Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? 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I can show ya\n[02:37.49] No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n[02:40.26] Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n[02:42.83] You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n[02:47.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Smack Muzik (Feat. Flood)\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah\n  album: D.I.R.T. 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I can show ya\n  start_ms: 155180\n  end_ms: 157490\n- text: No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  start_ms: 157490\n  end_ms: 160260\n- text: Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  start_ms: 160260\n  end_ms: 162830\n- text: You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n  start_ms: 162830\n  end_ms: 167930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 167930\nplain: |-\n  [Sean Price:]\n  Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n  Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\n  Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n  Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n  Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\n  That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\n  Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n  Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n  Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know\n  Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\n  If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\n  I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n  Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n  It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n  Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n  You? 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n[Rock:]\nListen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\nCannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\nI don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\nI'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\nRest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one? 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n[Rock:]\nListen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\nCannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\nI don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\nI'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\nRest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one? I can show ya\nNo deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\nLet's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\nYou cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Smack Muzik\n  artist: Heltah Skeltah feat. Flood\n  album: D.I.R.T. 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\n  Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n  My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n  Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n  I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n  [Chorus: Flood]\n  Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n  In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n  Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n  You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n  Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n  Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n  P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n  Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n  [Rock:]\n  Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n  For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n  Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n  End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\n  Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n  We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\n  Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\n  I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\n  Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\n  They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n  Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n  Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\n  Terrorize you like my name Osama\n  I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\n  That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n  Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\n  I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\n  Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\n  Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n  Monster, never seen one? I can show ya\n  No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n"},{"id":28435818,"name":"Smack Muzik featuring Flood (prod. Sic Beats)","trackName":"Smack Muzik featuring Flood (prod. Sic Beats)","artistName":"Heltah Skeltah","albumName":"D.I.R.T. 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You rap mild but ya cash is late\nYa'll niggas wack like black in alley\nMy niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\nHah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\nI ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n[Chorus: Flood]\nUh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\nIn ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\nPut niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\nYou want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\nYa'll niggas ain't built like that\nYa'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\nP, eat them niggas, feel that track\nLet 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n[Rock:]\nListen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\nFor no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\nOr maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\nEnd of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\nWelcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\nWe moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\nCannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\nI don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\nSon, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\nThey a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\nImpersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\nWanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\nTerrorize you like my name Osama\nI'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\nThat's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\nDivide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\nI'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\nRest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\nJust ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\nMonster, never seen one? I can show ya\nNo deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\nLet's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\nYou cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.01] [Sean Price:]\n[00:21.25] Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n[00:24.74] Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\n[00:27.58] Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n[00:30.25] Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n[00:32.89] Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\n[00:35.83] That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\n[00:38.78] Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n[00:41.23] Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n[00:44.18] Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know\n[00:46.85] Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\n[00:49.53] If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\n[00:52.47] I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n[00:55.27] Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n[00:57.95] It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n[01:00.56] Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n[01:03.36] You? 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Huh, go ahead try it\n  start_ms: 85730\n  end_ms: 88320\n- text: Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n  start_ms: 88320\n  end_ms: 90240\n- text: Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n  start_ms: 90240\n  end_ms: 93800\n- text: P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n  start_ms: 93800\n  end_ms: 95680\n- text: Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n  start_ms: 95680\n  end_ms: 98970\n- text: '[Rock:]'\n  start_ms: 98970\n  end_ms: 99520\n- text: Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n  start_ms: 99520\n  end_ms: 102130\n- text: For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n  start_ms: 102130\n  end_ms: 104920\n- text: Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n  start_ms: 104920\n  end_ms: 107510\n- text: End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\n  start_ms: 107510\n  end_ms: 110590\n- text: Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n  start_ms: 110590\n  end_ms: 113410\n- text: We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\n  start_ms: 113410\n  end_ms: 115730\n- text: Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\n  start_ms: 115730\n  end_ms: 118670\n- text: I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\n  start_ms: 118670\n  end_ms: 121550\n- text: Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\n  start_ms: 121550\n  end_ms: 124120\n- text: They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n  start_ms: 124120\n  end_ms: 126920\n- text: Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n  start_ms: 126920\n  end_ms: 129580\n- text: Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\n  start_ms: 129580\n  end_ms: 133290\n- text: Terrorize you like my name Osama\n  start_ms: 133290\n  end_ms: 135000\n- text: I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\n  start_ms: 135000\n  end_ms: 137730\n- text: That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n  start_ms: 137730\n  end_ms: 140660\n- text: Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\n  start_ms: 140660\n  end_ms: 144970\n- text: I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\n  start_ms: 144970\n  end_ms: 149190\n- text: Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\n  start_ms: 149190\n  end_ms: 151820\n- text: Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n  start_ms: 151820\n  end_ms: 155180\n- text: Monster, never seen one? I can show ya\n  start_ms: 155180\n  end_ms: 157490\n- text: No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  start_ms: 157490\n  end_ms: 160260\n- text: Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  start_ms: 160260\n  end_ms: 162830\n- text: You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n  start_ms: 162830\n  end_ms: 167930\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 167930\nplain: |-\n  [Sean Price:]\n  Listen, rap to the beat, ya'll niggas can't rap to the beat\n  Clap at ya fleet, leave ya niggas flat in the streets\n  Smashing your peeps, whole fucking faculty meet\n  Ahead of my time, rhymes'll come back in a week\n  Smack Muzik, that gat in ya lap music\n  That North Cakillac, with crack in the 'lac music\n  Act stupid like niggas in special ed\n  Your ass'll get left for dead when I sketch yo head\n  Bent some bread, better than any nigga you know\n  Sean Price get nice like Henny, Remy and 'Dro\n  If inni, minni and moe, try to fuck up my flow then\n  I whip my gun, the semi ready to blow\n  Smash ya face, skinny pimp, smash ya tape\n  It's hard out there for a pimp, ask Pastor Mase\n  Listen, I rap wild but the cash is great\n  You? You rap mild but ya cash is late\n  Ya'll niggas wack like black in alley\n  My niggas trapped, see the mack I carry?\n  Hah, listen, when I kill 'em, I kill 'em in cold blood\n  I ain't playing with none of these niggas, let it go, Flood\n\n  [Chorus: Flood]\n  Uh, ya'll niggas don't want no drama\n  In ya house, talking to ya mama, quit\n  Put niggas on Slim Fast, that's a lead type\n  You want it with him? Huh, go ahead try it\n  Ya'll niggas ain't built like that\n  Ya'll niggas ain't been like that, where you been at, black?\n  P, eat them niggas, feel that track\n  Let 'em know, where Brooklyn at? What the fuck, we right here, nigga\n\n  [Rock:]\n  Listen, this Smack Muzik, you sucka ass niggas get smacked to it\n  For no particular reason, just cause you rap stupid\n  Or maybe just cause it's heated, niggas react to it\n  End of Pulp Fiction, you lucky you ain't get clapped too\n  Welcome to my animal house, or should I say the cannibal house\n  We moved out the animals out, damn it, we foul\n  Cannons about, as big as your mother, we hit you, you done\n  I don't mean like dunn-dunn, dumb ass, your for 'em\n  Son, these ain't real niggas, I smell bird\n  They a bunch of bitches that like bitches, they L Word\n  Impersonators, I heard a hater, they a tell word\n  Wanna send me to jail, I'm a send them to hell, first\n  Terrorize you like my name Osama\n  I'm not, I'm hardcore President Big Rock Obama\n  That's me, you third grade math, you are not no problem\n  Divide or subtract you niggas when the shots got blocka\n  I'm such a monster, appear and destroy and I'm up in God, chumps\n  Rest assure your boy is fucking bonkers\n  Just ball, like MJG, you don't want no drama\n  Monster, never seen one? I can show ya\n  No deep cars, but I'm a Rock N Rolla\n  Let's roll, I drive you crazy, I'm not chaffeur\n  You cannot hang, you not my posters, hit 'em Flood\n"}]