[{"id":2487136,"name":"Hip-Hop Sinister","trackName":"Hip-Hop Sinister","artistName":"Hopsin","albumName":"Knock Madness","duration":230.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm changing man\nI thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior\nBut I have turned into a sinister\nYeah\nWack niggas prepare to die\nYou ain't got nowhere to hide\nI'm knocking at your fucking door\nYou scared cause you know [hell will rise]\nNiggas gonna get dealt with rhymes\nIt's just me, myself and I\nI low-key run this rap shit\nYou don't know cause it ain't televised\nThis is war, gentleman (kill)\nMy flow is filled with more venom\nThan George Zimmerman in his car chillin'\nWith a loaded 44 tucked into his drawers\nFitchiting, Itching to find a brand new casket to store niggas in\nYa'll just make me laugh and giggle\nCall me out on tracks then bitch i'll pound on you\nLike that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles\nNiggas thought they [?]\nAfter my album raw\nBut no bitch I evolved\nI'm taking over shit easily\nI rarely do collaborations cause ya'll ain't qualified to be in a league with me\nHop just let the beast unleashed\nSomeone get this freak a leash\nI'm snapping on all of you leaving every MC deceased\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder\nMotherfucker we making history\nA million independently\nSo kiss my fucking ass\nLeft or right you get to pick the cheek\nYou don't ball you just pretend to do to make the chicks believe\nYour label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me\nStop with the compliments\nI've been locked in my momma's den\nPlotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse\nBombing the competent\nRap goblins mobbing the continent\nGotta be dominant\nI'm surprised that God isn't vomiting\nI'm wearing a badge tearing your ass\nAnother [?] cutting through [?] till they barely attached\nMe and this game are one of the same like Jaren and crack\nThe darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match\nYou got skill?\nWhere is it at?\nI haven't seen it\nWho dares to attack a genius?\nYou get managed I'll have you gag your penis\nUntil you throw up your own liver (nuts)\nI don't give a (fuck)\nThe flow ripper (what)\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder\nNow if I stop being who I am that would upset me\nI'll never change for none of your wack ass deadbeats\nI struggled to change for Jay Christ\nI don't even change clothes\nShit not even my bed sheets\nWhen I step inside the boot and rhyme\nRappers commit suicide\nAnd jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die\nNiggas is watered down fuck it\nIt is time to scuba dive\nBetter get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive\nKilling rappers like I condone violence\nI murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghost ride it\nYou won't last living in this cold climate\nSo don't try it\nI know I'm ill\nI don't need no pussies to co-sign it\nCommercial niggas thinking they carry the torch\nIt's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse\nSo next time you spit a fucking rhyme that's too simple\nI'll joke kick your ass through the glass of the booth window\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder\nI'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\nMurder, nigga murder\nCause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\nMurder, nigga murder","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.45] I'm changing man\n[00:02.93] I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior\n[00:07.17] But I have turned into a sinister\n[00:09.98] Yeah\n[00:10.85] Wack niggas prepare to die\n[00:12.06] You ain't got nowhere to hide\n[00:13.26] I'm knocking at your fucking door\n[00:14.65] You scared cause you know hell arrived\n[00:16.26] Niggas gonna get dealt with rhymes\n[00:17.32] It's just me, myself and I\n[00:18.69] I low-key run this rap shit\n[00:20.13] You don't know cause it ain't televised\n[00:21.35] This is war, gentleman (kill)\n[00:22.84] My flow is filled with more venom\n[00:24.48] Than George Zimmerman in his car chillin'\n[00:26.13] With a loaded 44 tucked into his drawers\n[00:28.62] Fitchiting, Itching to find a brand new casket to store niggas in\n[00:31.94] Ya'll just make me laugh and giggle\n[00:33.60] Call me out on tracks then bitch I'll pound on you\n[00:35.18] Like that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles\n[00:37.17] Niggas thought the old me dissolved\n[00:39.02] And I went soft after my album raw\n[00:40.73] But no bitch I evolved\n[00:42.22] I'm taking over shit easily\n[00:43.71] I rarely do collaborations cause ya'll ain't qualified to be in a league with me\n[00:47.79] Hop just let the beast unleashed\n[00:49.31] Someone get this freak a leash\n[00:50.43] I'm snapping on all of you leaving every MC deceased\n[00:53.17] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[00:56.05] Murder, nigga murder\n[00:58.02] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[01:01.42] Murder, nigga murder\n[01:03.58] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[01:06.49] Murder, nigga murder\n[01:08.71] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[01:12.13] Murder, nigga murder\n[01:14.06] Motherfucker we making history\n[01:15.46] A million independently\n[01:16.79] So kiss my fucking ass\n[01:18.02] Left or right you get to pick the cheek\n[01:19.48] You don't ball you just pretend to do to make the chicks believe\n[01:22.08] Your label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me\n[01:24.86] Stop with the compliments\n[01:26.43] I've been locked in my momma's den\n[01:27.83] Plotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse\n[01:30.04] Bombing the competent\n[01:31.57] Rap goblins mobbing the continent\n[01:32.85] Gotta be dominant\n[01:34.09] I'm surprised that God isn't vomiting\n[01:35.58] I'm wearing a badge tearing your ass\n[01:37.43] Another vag cutting through sacks till they barely attached\n[01:40.36] Me and this game are one of the same like Jaren and crack\n[01:43.00] The darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match\n[01:45.87] You got skill?\n[01:47.08] Where is it at?\n[01:47.81] I haven't seen it\n[01:48.77] Who dares to attack a genius?\n[01:49.70] You get managed I'll have you gag your penis\n[01:51.45] Until you throw up your own liver (nuts)\n[01:53.54] I don't give a (fuck)\n[01:54.95] The flow ripper (what)\n[01:56.87] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[01:59.37] Murder, nigga murder\n[02:01.94] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[02:04.77] Murder, nigga murder\n[02:07.67] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[02:10.29] Murder, nigga murder\n[02:12.13] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[02:15.23] Murder, nigga murder\n[02:17.28] Now if I stop being who I am that would upset me\n[02:20.36] I'll never change for none of your wack ass deadbeats\n[02:22.82] I struggled to change for J. Christ to accept me\n[02:25.77] I don't even change clothes\n[02:27.12] Shit not even my bed sheets\n[02:28.46] When I step inside the boot and rhyme\n[02:30.00] Rappers commit suicide\n[02:31.17] And jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die\n[02:33.63] Niggas is watered down fuck it\n[02:35.56] It is time to scuba dive\n[02:36.66] Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive\n[02:39.01] Killing rappers like I condone violence\n[02:41.39] I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghostride it\n[02:44.53] You won't last living in this cold climate\n[02:46.52] So don't try it\n[02:47.67] I know I'm ill\n[02:48.42] I don't need no pussies to co-sign it\n[02:49.93] Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch\n[02:52.04] It's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse\n[02:54.63] So next time you spit a fucking rhyme that's too simple\n[02:57.69] I'll jump kick your ass through the glass of the booth window\n[03:00.19] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[03:02.79] Murder, nigga murder\n[03:05.16] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[03:08.56] Murder, nigga murder\n[03:10.33] I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n[03:13.84] Murder, nigga murder\n[03:15.94] Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n[03:18.82] Murder, nigga murder\n[03:50.07] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Hip-Hop Sinister\n  artist: Hopsin\n  album: Knock Madness\n  duration_ms: 230000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I'm changing man\n  start_ms: 1450\n  end_ms: 2930\n- text: I thought I was supposed to be this hip hop savior\n  start_ms: 2930\n  end_ms: 7170\n- text: But I have turned into a sinister\n  start_ms: 7170\n  end_ms: 9980\n- text: Yeah\n  start_ms: 9980\n  end_ms: 10850\n- text: Wack niggas prepare to die\n  start_ms: 10850\n  end_ms: 12060\n- text: You ain't got nowhere to hide\n  start_ms: 12060\n  end_ms: 13260\n- text: I'm knocking at your fucking 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Call me out on tracks then bitch i'll pound on you\n  Like that vending machine that stole my pack of Skittles\n  Niggas thought they [?]\n  After my album raw\n  But no bitch I evolved\n  I'm taking over shit easily\n  I rarely do collaborations cause ya'll ain't qualified to be in a league with me\n  Hop just let the beast unleashed\n  Someone get this freak a leash\n  I'm snapping on all of you leaving every MC deceased\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Motherfucker we making history\n  A million independently\n  So kiss my fucking ass\n  Left or right you get to pick the cheek\n  You don't ball you just pretend to do to make the chicks believe\n  Your label is fucking you like Ruthless Records did to me\n  Stop with the compliments\n  I've been locked in my momma's den\n  Plotting when I will be dropping this Hopsin apocalypse\n  Bombing the competent\n  Rap goblins mobbing the continent\n  Gotta be dominant\n  I'm surprised that God isn't vomiting\n  I'm wearing a badge tearing your ass\n  Another [?] cutting through [?] till they barely attached\n  Me and this game are one of the same like Jaren and crack\n  The darkness is arrived so make a flare with a match\n  You got skill?\n  Where is it at?\n  I haven't seen it\n  Who dares to attack a genius?\n  You get managed I'll have you gag your penis\n  Until you throw up your own liver (nuts)\n  I don't give a (fuck)\n  The flow ripper (what)\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Now if I stop being who I am that would upset me\n  I'll never change for none of your wack ass deadbeats\n  I struggled to change for Jay Christ\n  I don't even change clothes\n  Shit not even my bed sheets\n  When I step inside the boot and rhyme\n  Rappers commit suicide\n  And jump in front of a moving semi-truck like it was cool to die\n  Niggas is watered down fuck it\n  It is time to scuba dive\n  Better get on your knees and pray to God and hope that you survive\n  Killing rappers like I condone violence\n  I murder you and when your soul is floating to hell I ghost ride it\n  You won't last living in this cold climate\n  So don't try it\n  I know I'm ill\n  I don't need no pussies to co-sign it\n  Commercial niggas thinking they carry the torch\n  It's going to be very hilarious when I bury your corpse\n  So next time you spit a fucking rhyme that's too simple\n  I'll joke kick your ass through the glass of the booth window\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  I'm the motherfucking hip hop sinister\n  Murder, nigga murder\n  Cause niggas thought I was done, but I ain't finished up\n  Murder, nigga murder\n"}]