[{"id":22872301,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"J. Cole Videos","duration":315.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Married men act totally different\nWhen they're by themselves, don't they?\nYou see them with their wife, like\n\"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nIt's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.94] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:02.15] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.54] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:07.79] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.34] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:12.21] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:15.53] \n[00:19.57] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.82] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.87] \n[00:28.22] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.34] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:30.77] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.58] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.69] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:37.89] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.83] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.12] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.99] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:47.88] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:50.51] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.50] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.67] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.33] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.66] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.02] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.66] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:13.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.38] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.97] \n[01:26.38] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.57] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.43] I'm holding on\n[01:37.61] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.56] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.25] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.69] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:46.95] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.39] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.43] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.49] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.74] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.19] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.74] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.08] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.77] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.56] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.07] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:24.06] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.46] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.43] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.69] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.74] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.76] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.64] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.78] But you...\n[02:41.63] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:45.33] \n[02:47.82] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:50.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.10] \n[02:57.31] I'm holding on\n[02:58.49] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.68] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:07.12] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.83] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:12.32] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:15.11] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:17.09] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:18.82] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.53] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.18] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.26] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.03] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.13] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.59] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.70] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.20] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:39.54] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.06] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:51.09] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.52] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.68] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.28] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.86] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[04:00.03] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:01.93] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:07.65] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.37] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.85] I'm holding on\n[04:18.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  start_ms: 204260\n  end_ms: 207030\n- text: Wise words from an indecent man\n  start_ms: 207030\n  end_ms: 209130\n- text: Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  start_ms: 209130\n  end_ms: 211590\n- text: And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  start_ms: 211590\n  end_ms: 214700\n- text: Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  start_ms: 214700\n  end_ms: 217200\n- text: Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  start_ms: 217200\n  end_ms: 219540\n- text: Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n  start_ms: 219540\n  end_ms: 224060\n- text: But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  start_ms: 224060\n  end_ms: 228060\n- text: Does you refuse to accept it?\n  start_ms: 228060\n  end_ms: 231090\n- text: That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  start_ms: 231090\n  end_ms: 232520\n- text: Rich white man rule the nation\n  start_ms: 232520\n  end_ms: 234680\n- text: Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  start_ms: 234680\n  end_ms: 236280\n- text: The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  start_ms: 236280\n  end_ms: 237860\n- text: If I follow my heart to save myself\n  start_ms: 237860\n  end_ms: 240030\n- text: Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n  start_ms: 240030\n  end_ms: 241930\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 241930\n  end_ms: 247650\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 247650\n  end_ms: 253370\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 253370\n  end_ms: 258850\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 258850\n  end_ms: 258990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 258990\nplain: |-\n  Married men act totally different\n  When they're by themselves, don't they?\n  You see them with their wife, like\n  \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":5053663,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.55] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.85] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:03.97] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.22] \"What's up Tony? 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":972473,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":17838729,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Even the whore?\n  start_ms: 109310\n  end_ms: 111430\n- text: Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  start_ms: 111430\n  end_ms: 114430\n- text: With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  start_ms: 114430\n  end_ms: 116710\n- text: She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  start_ms: 116710\n  end_ms: 119200\n- text: Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  start_ms: 119200\n  end_ms: 122360\n- text: I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  start_ms: 122360\n  end_ms: 124770\n- text: No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  start_ms: 124770\n  end_ms: 128050\n- text: I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  start_ms: 128050\n  end_ms: 131710\n- text: You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  start_ms: 131710\n  end_ms: 135180\n- text: Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  start_ms: 135180\n  end_ms: 137510\n- text: We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  start_ms: 137510\n  end_ms: 140030\n- text: My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  start_ms: 140030\n  end_ms: 144050\n- text: But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  start_ms: 144050\n  end_ms: 145440\n- text: And despite the rumors you hold out\n  start_ms: 145440\n  end_ms: 147410\n- text: On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  start_ms: 147410\n  end_ms: 150650\n- text: And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n  start_ms: 150650\n  end_ms: 152780\n- text: Make home cooked meals every evening\n  start_ms: 152780\n  end_ms: 155740\n- text: And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  start_ms: 155740\n  end_ms: 158660\n- text: At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  start_ms: 158660\n  end_ms: 160750\n- text: But you...\n  start_ms: 160750\n  end_ms: 161690\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 161690\n  end_ms: 167820\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 167820\n  end_ms: 170870\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 170870\n  end_ms: 177380\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 177380\n  end_ms: 178460\n- text: Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  start_ms: 178460\n  end_ms: 184660\n- text: At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  start_ms: 184660\n  end_ms: 187100\n- text: Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  start_ms: 187100\n  end_ms: 189870\n- text: Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  start_ms: 189870\n  end_ms: 192330\n- text: This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  start_ms: 192330\n  end_ms: 195100\n- text: Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  start_ms: 195100\n  end_ms: 197070\n- text: Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  start_ms: 197070\n  end_ms: 198860\n- text: I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  start_ms: 198860\n  end_ms: 201530\n- text: 'Old perverted white man who told me:'\n  start_ms: 201530\n  end_ms: 203110\n- text: '\"Jermaine,'\n  start_ms: 203110\n  end_ms: 204260\n- text: It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  start_ms: 204260\n  end_ms: 207020\n- text: Wise words from an indecent man\n  start_ms: 207020\n  end_ms: 209180\n- text: Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  start_ms: 209180\n  end_ms: 211520\n- text: And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  start_ms: 211520\n  end_ms: 214670\n- text: Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  start_ms: 214670\n  end_ms: 217280\n- text: Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  start_ms: 217280\n  end_ms: 219600\n- text: Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n  start_ms: 219600\n  end_ms: 224070\n- text: But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  start_ms: 224070\n  end_ms: 228000\n- text: Does you refuse to accept it?\n  start_ms: 228000\n  end_ms: 231030\n- text: That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  start_ms: 231030\n  end_ms: 232510\n- text: Rich white man rule the nation\n  start_ms: 232510\n  end_ms: 234610\n- text: Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  start_ms: 234610\n  end_ms: 236280\n- text: The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  start_ms: 236280\n  end_ms: 237800\n- text: If I follow my heart to save myself\n  start_ms: 237800\n  end_ms: 240050\n- text: Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n  start_ms: 240050\n  end_ms: 241950\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 241950\n  end_ms: 247660\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 247660\n  end_ms: 253350\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 253350\n  end_ms: 258880\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 258880\n  end_ms: 258920\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 258920\nplain: |-\n  Married men act totally different\n  when they're by themselves, don't they?\n  You see them with their wife, like\n  \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  it's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":17280282,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"5:15","duration":314.48,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Married men act totally different\nwhen they're by themselves, don't they?\nYou see them with their wife, like\n\"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nit's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nstill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.62] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:03.92] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:04.98] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:08.18] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:09.90] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:14.40] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:19.67] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.13] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:27.26] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:28.82] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:31.15] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:33.05] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.88] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:38.47] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.96] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.27] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.96] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:48.22] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:51.21] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.65] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.94] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.88] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:03.45] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.30] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.72] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.88] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:15.13] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.78] I'm running...\n[01:19.55] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:23.19] \n[01:25.53] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:30.47] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.77] I'm holding on\n[01:36.95] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.36] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.36] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.65] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:47.36] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.32] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.89] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.03] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.75] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.04] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.68] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:05.33] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.02] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.64] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.00] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.08] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:19.98] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:22.62] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.33] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.22] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.51] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:33.09] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.51] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.93] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.67] But you...\n[02:41.25] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:44.60] \n[02:47.12] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:52.12] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.20] \n[02:57.48] I'm holding on\n[02:59.79] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.10] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:06.23] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.06] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:11.86] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:14.19] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:16.72] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:19.28] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.88] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.96] \"Jermaine,\n[03:23.96] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.23] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.14] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.77] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:35.15] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:36.89] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:40.38] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.13] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:50.20] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.57] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.18] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.41] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.87] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[03:59.70] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:02.95] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:08.84] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:19.17] I'm holding on\n[04:20.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Even the whore?\n  start_ms: 109320\n  end_ms: 111890\n- text: Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  start_ms: 111890\n  end_ms: 114030\n- text: With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  start_ms: 114030\n  end_ms: 116750\n- text: She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  start_ms: 116750\n  end_ms: 119040\n- text: Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  start_ms: 119040\n  end_ms: 122680\n- text: I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  start_ms: 122680\n  end_ms: 125330\n- text: No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  start_ms: 125330\n  end_ms: 128020\n- text: I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  start_ms: 128020\n  end_ms: 131640\n- text: You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  start_ms: 131640\n  end_ms: 135000\n- text: Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  start_ms: 135000\n  end_ms: 137080\n- text: We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  start_ms: 137080\n  end_ms: 139980\n- text: My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  start_ms: 139980\n  end_ms: 142620\n- text: But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  start_ms: 142620\n  end_ms: 145330\n- text: And despite the rumors you hold out\n  start_ms: 145330\n  end_ms: 147220\n- text: On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  start_ms: 147220\n  end_ms: 150510\n- text: And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n  start_ms: 150510\n  end_ms: 153090\n- text: Make home cooked meals every evening\n  start_ms: 153090\n  end_ms: 155510\n- text: And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  start_ms: 155510\n  end_ms: 158930\n- text: At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  start_ms: 158930\n  end_ms: 160670\n- text: But you...\n  start_ms: 160670\n  end_ms: 161250\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 161250\n  end_ms: 164600\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 164600\n  end_ms: 167120\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 167120\n  end_ms: 172120\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 172120\n  end_ms: 175200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 175200\n  end_ms: 177480\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 177480\n  end_ms: 179790\n- text: Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  start_ms: 179790\n  end_ms: 184100\n- text: At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  start_ms: 184100\n  end_ms: 186230\n- text: Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  start_ms: 186230\n  end_ms: 189060\n- text: Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  start_ms: 189060\n  end_ms: 191860\n- text: This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  start_ms: 191860\n  end_ms: 194190\n- text: Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  start_ms: 194190\n  end_ms: 196720\n- text: Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  start_ms: 196720\n  end_ms: 199280\n- text: I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  start_ms: 199280\n  end_ms: 201880\n- text: 'Old perverted white man who told me:'\n  start_ms: 201880\n  end_ms: 203960\n- text: '\"Jermaine,'\n  start_ms: 203960\n  end_ms: 203960\n- text: It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  start_ms: 203960\n  end_ms: 207230\n- text: Wise words from an indecent man\n  start_ms: 207230\n  end_ms: 209140\n- text: Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  start_ms: 209140\n  end_ms: 211770\n- text: And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  start_ms: 211770\n  end_ms: 215150\n- text: Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  start_ms: 215150\n  end_ms: 216890\n- text: Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  start_ms: 216890\n  end_ms: 220380\n- text: Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n  start_ms: 220380\n  end_ms: 224130\n- text: But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  start_ms: 224130\n  end_ms: 228060\n- text: Does you refuse to accept it?\n  start_ms: 228060\n  end_ms: 230200\n- text: That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  start_ms: 230200\n  end_ms: 232570\n- text: Rich white man rule the nation\n  start_ms: 232570\n  end_ms: 234180\n- text: Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  start_ms: 234180\n  end_ms: 236410\n- text: The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  start_ms: 236410\n  end_ms: 237870\n- text: If I follow my heart to save myself\n  start_ms: 237870\n  end_ms: 239700\n- text: Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n  start_ms: 239700\n  end_ms: 242950\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 242950\n  end_ms: 248840\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 248840\n  end_ms: 253850\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 253850\n  end_ms: 259170\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 259170\n  end_ms: 260280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 260280\nplain: |-\n  Married men act totally different\n  when they're by themselves, don't they?\n  You see them with their wife, like\n  \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  it's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":16302170,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nit's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nstill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.18] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.62] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:03.92] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:04.98] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:08.18] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:09.90] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:14.40] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:19.67] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.13] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:27.26] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:28.82] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:31.15] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:33.05] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.88] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:38.47] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.96] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.27] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.96] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:48.22] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:51.21] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.65] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.94] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.88] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:03.45] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.30] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.72] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.88] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:15.13] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.78] I'm running...\n[01:19.55] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:23.19] \n[01:25.53] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:30.47] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.77] I'm holding on\n[01:36.95] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.36] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.36] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.65] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:47.36] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.32] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.89] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.03] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.75] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.04] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.68] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:05.33] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.02] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.64] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.00] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.08] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:19.98] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:22.62] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.33] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.22] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.51] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:33.09] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.51] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.93] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.67] But you...\n[02:41.25] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:44.60] \n[02:47.12] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:52.12] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.20] \n[02:57.48] I'm holding on\n[02:59.79] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.10] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:06.23] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.06] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:11.86] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:14.19] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:16.72] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:19.28] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.88] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.96] \"Jermaine,\n[03:23.96] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.23] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.14] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.77] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:35.15] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:36.89] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:40.38] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.13] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:50.20] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.57] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.18] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.41] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.87] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[03:59.70] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:02.95] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:08.84] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:19.17] I'm holding on\n[04:20.28] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  it's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":37005635,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nIt's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.94] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:02.15] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.54] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:07.79] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.34] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:12.21] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:15.53] \n[00:19.57] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.82] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.87] \n[00:28.22] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.34] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:30.77] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.58] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.69] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:37.89] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.83] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.12] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.99] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:47.88] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:50.51] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.50] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.67] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.33] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.66] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.02] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.66] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:13.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.38] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.97] \n[01:26.38] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.57] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.43] I'm holding on\n[01:37.61] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.56] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.25] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.69] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:46.95] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.39] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.43] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.49] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.74] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.19] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.74] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.08] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.77] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.56] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.07] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:24.06] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.46] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.43] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.69] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.74] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.76] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.64] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.78] But you...\n[02:41.63] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:45.33] \n[02:47.82] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:50.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.10] \n[02:57.31] I'm holding on\n[02:58.49] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.68] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:07.12] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.83] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:12.32] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:15.11] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:17.09] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:18.82] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.53] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.18] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.26] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.03] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.13] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.59] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.70] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.20] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:39.54] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.06] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:51.09] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.52] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.68] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.28] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.86] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[04:00.03] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:01.93] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:07.65] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.37] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.85] I'm holding on\n[04:18.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":26723267,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nIt's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.94] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:02.15] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.54] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:07.79] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.34] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:12.21] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:15.53] \n[00:19.57] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.82] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.87] \n[00:28.22] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.34] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:30.77] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.58] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.69] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:37.89] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.83] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.12] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.99] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:47.88] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:50.51] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.50] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.67] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.33] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.66] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.02] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.66] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:13.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.38] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.97] \n[01:26.38] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.57] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.43] I'm holding on\n[01:37.61] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.56] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.25] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.69] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:46.95] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.39] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.43] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.49] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.74] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.19] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.74] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.08] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.77] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.56] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.07] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:24.06] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.46] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.43] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.69] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.74] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.76] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.64] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.78] But you...\n[02:41.63] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:45.33] \n[02:47.82] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:50.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.10] \n[02:57.31] I'm holding on\n[02:58.49] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.68] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:07.12] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.83] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:12.32] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:15.11] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:17.09] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:18.82] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.53] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.18] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.26] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.03] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.13] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.59] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.70] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.20] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:39.54] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.06] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:51.09] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.52] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.68] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.28] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.86] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[04:00.03] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:01.93] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:07.65] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.37] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.85] I'm holding on\n[04:18.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":28977737,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. Cole","albumName":"Born Sinner || www.RockDizMusic.com","duration":313.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Married men act totally different\nWhen they're by themselves, don't they?\nYou see them with their wife, like\n\"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nIt's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.94] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:02.15] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.54] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:07.79] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.34] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:12.21] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:15.53] \n[00:19.57] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.82] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.87] \n[00:28.22] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.34] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:30.77] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.58] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.69] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:37.89] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.83] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.12] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.99] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:47.88] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:50.51] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.50] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.67] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.33] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.66] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.02] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.66] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:13.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.38] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.97] \n[01:26.38] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.57] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.43] I'm holding on\n[01:37.61] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.56] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.25] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.69] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:46.95] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.39] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.43] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.49] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.74] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.19] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.74] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.08] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.77] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.56] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.07] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:24.06] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.46] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.43] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.69] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.74] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.76] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.64] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.78] But you...\n[02:41.63] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:45.33] \n[02:47.82] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:50.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.10] \n[02:57.31] I'm holding on\n[02:58.49] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.68] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:07.12] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.83] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:12.32] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:15.11] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:17.09] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:18.82] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.53] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.18] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.26] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.03] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.13] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.59] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.70] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.20] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:39.54] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.06] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:51.09] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.52] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.68] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.28] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.86] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[04:00.03] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:01.93] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:07.65] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.37] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.85] I'm holding on\n[04:18.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  start_ms: 204260\n  end_ms: 207030\n- text: Wise words from an indecent man\n  start_ms: 207030\n  end_ms: 209130\n- text: Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  start_ms: 209130\n  end_ms: 211590\n- text: And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  start_ms: 211590\n  end_ms: 214700\n- text: Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  start_ms: 214700\n  end_ms: 217200\n- text: Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  start_ms: 217200\n  end_ms: 219540\n- text: Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n  start_ms: 219540\n  end_ms: 224060\n- text: But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  start_ms: 224060\n  end_ms: 228060\n- text: Does you refuse to accept it?\n  start_ms: 228060\n  end_ms: 231090\n- text: That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  start_ms: 231090\n  end_ms: 232520\n- text: Rich white man rule the nation\n  start_ms: 232520\n  end_ms: 234680\n- text: Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  start_ms: 234680\n  end_ms: 236280\n- text: The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  start_ms: 236280\n  end_ms: 237860\n- text: If I follow my heart to save myself\n  start_ms: 237860\n  end_ms: 240030\n- text: Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n  start_ms: 240030\n  end_ms: 241930\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 241930\n  end_ms: 247650\n- text: I'm holding on desperately\n  start_ms: 247650\n  end_ms: 253370\n- text: Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  start_ms: 253370\n  end_ms: 258850\n- text: I'm holding on\n  start_ms: 258850\n  end_ms: 258990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 258990\nplain: |-\n  Married men act totally different\n  When they're by themselves, don't they?\n  You see them with their wife, like\n  \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":28829892,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nIt's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nStill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.94] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:02.15] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.54] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:07.79] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.34] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:12.21] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:15.53] \n[00:19.57] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.82] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.87] \n[00:28.22] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.34] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:30.77] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.58] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.69] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:37.89] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.83] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.12] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.99] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:47.88] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:50.51] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.50] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.67] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.33] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.66] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:06.02] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.66] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:13.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.38] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.97] \n[01:26.38] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.57] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.43] I'm holding on\n[01:37.61] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.56] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.25] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.69] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:46.95] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.39] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.43] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.49] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.74] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.19] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.74] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.08] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.77] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.56] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.07] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:24.06] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.46] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.43] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.69] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.74] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.76] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.64] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.78] But you...\n[02:41.63] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:45.33] \n[02:47.82] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:50.85] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:55.10] \n[02:57.31] I'm holding on\n[02:58.49] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.68] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:07.12] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:09.83] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:12.32] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:15.11] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:17.09] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:18.82] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.53] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.18] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.26] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:27.03] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:29.13] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.59] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.70] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.20] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:39.54] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:44.06] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:48.06] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:51.09] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.52] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.68] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.28] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.86] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[04:00.03] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:01.93] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:07.65] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.37] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.85] I'm holding on\n[04:18.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":40177217,"name":"Runaway 🅴","trackName":"Runaway 🅴","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nit's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nstill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.54] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.89] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:03.92] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.24] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:08.28] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.15] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:14.53] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:19.53] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.38] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:25.21] \n[00:27.75] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.05] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:31.27] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.82] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.71] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:38.22] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.84] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.26] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.72] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:48.22] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:51.13] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.61] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.97] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.62] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.93] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:05.94] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.89] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.95] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:14.89] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.74] I'm running...\n[01:19.89] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:25.37] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.98] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.68] I'm holding on\n[01:37.00] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.43] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.27] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.66] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:47.06] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.31] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.74] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.12] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.57] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.21] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.35] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.98] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.13] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.59] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.16] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.17] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.01] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:22.98] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.27] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.29] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.31] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.90] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.42] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.79] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.66] But you...\n[02:41.42] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:46.93] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:51.55] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:57.20] I'm holding on\n[02:59.21] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.14] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:06.40] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:08.94] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:11.72] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:14.37] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:16.61] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:19.13] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.62] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.43] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.21] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:26.94] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:28.98] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.60] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.98] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.08] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:40.05] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:43.94] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:47.99] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:50.34] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.51] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.39] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.35] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.92] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[03:59.82] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:02.44] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:08.48] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.34] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.78] I'm holding on\n[04:19.93] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway 🅴\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? 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Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"},{"id":36572461,"name":"Runaway","trackName":"Runaway","artistName":"J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n\"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n\"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\nYou be like that nigga ain't like that\nYou see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n\"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\nYeah, give me my space\nLord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\nI mean I got no time to wait\nLove my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\nStumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\nUsed to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\nFeeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\nHow the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\nShe ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\nBut a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\nRide through the streets with freaks and real niggas\nShe never understand what it's like to be a man\nKnowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\nAnd you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\nAnd maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\nWhen you can't live with her and you can't live without\nOh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\nStripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\nAnd I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\nI'm running...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\n\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nWhen it's all said and done everybody dies\nIn this life ain't no happy endings\nOnly pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\nThe preacher says we were made in image of Lord\nTo which I replied: \"Are you sure?\nEven the murderer? Even the whore?\nEven the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\nWith a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\nShe losing faith in him and he knows and shit\nLike what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\nI give you all I got till it ain't no more\nNo more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\nI don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\nYou complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\nSleeping back to back, this is wack\nWe 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\nMy childhood fantasies of wife and home\nBut it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\nAnd despite the rumors you hold out\nOn account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\nAnd she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\nMake home cooked meals every evening\nAnd even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\nAt least you know you got Lois Lane\nBut you...\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on\n\nYeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\nAt age 3 I knew this world was three below\nListen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\nImagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\nThis just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\nStill I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\nBasis, my manager back in the days was racist\nI was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\nOld perverted white man who told me:\n\"Jermaine,\nit's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\nWise words from an indecent man\nMade me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\nAnd change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\nSlaving in the baking sun for hours\nJust to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\nNine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\nBut you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\nDoes you refuse to accept it?\nThat's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\nRich white man rule the nation\nstill, only difference is we all slaves now\nThe chains still concealed in our thoughts\nIf I follow my heart to save myself\nCould I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on desperately\nRun away, run away, run away, run away\nI'm holding on","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.58] Married men act totally different\n[00:01.86] When they're by themselves, don't they?\n[00:03.93] You see them with their wife, like\n[00:05.23] \"What's up Tony? Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n[00:08.24] \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n[00:10.17] \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n[00:14.55] You be like that nigga ain't like that\n[00:19.59] You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n[00:21.38] \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n[00:24.43] \n[00:27.73] Yeah, give me my space\n[00:29.06] Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n[00:31.20] I mean I got no time to wait\n[00:32.87] Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n[00:35.78] Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n[00:38.22] Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n[00:40.87] Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n[00:43.20] How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n[00:45.75] She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n[00:48.24] But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n[00:51.15] Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n[00:53.67] She never understand what it's like to be a man\n[00:55.97] Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n[00:58.64] And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n[01:02.97] And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n[01:05.98] When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n[01:08.89] Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n[01:11.93] Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n[01:14.83] And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n[01:18.78] I'm running...\n[01:19.86] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:22.96] \n[01:25.32] I'm holding on desperately\n[01:29.97] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[01:35.62] I'm holding on\n[01:37.06] When it's all said and done everybody dies\n[01:39.40] In this life ain't no happy endings\n[01:41.27] Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n[01:44.63] The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n[01:47.06] To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n[01:49.36] Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n[01:51.71] Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n[01:54.19] With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n[01:56.53] She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n[01:59.22] Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n[02:02.37] I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n[02:04.92] No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n[02:08.13] I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n[02:11.54] You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n[02:15.14] Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n[02:17.20] We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n[02:20.09] My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n[02:22.99] But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n[02:25.26] And despite the rumors you hold out\n[02:27.26] On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n[02:30.33] And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n[02:32.94] Make home cooked meals every evening\n[02:35.44] And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n[02:38.72] At least you know you got Lois Lane\n[02:40.67] But you...\n[02:41.48] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:46.90] I'm holding on desperately\n[02:51.54] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[02:57.20] I'm holding on\n[02:59.27] Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n[03:04.16] At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n[03:06.47] Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n[03:08.97] Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n[03:11.73] This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n[03:14.30] Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n[03:16.63] Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n[03:19.10] I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n[03:21.62] Old perverted white man who told me:\n[03:23.43] \"Jermaine,\n[03:24.24] It's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n[03:26.94] Wise words from an indecent man\n[03:28.91] Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n[03:31.66] And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n[03:34.98] Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n[03:37.06] Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n[03:40.09] Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n[03:43.97] But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n[03:47.95] Does you refuse to accept it?\n[03:50.38] That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n[03:52.54] Rich white man rule the nation\n[03:54.32] Still, only difference is we all slaves now\n[03:56.32] The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n[03:57.98] If I follow my heart to save myself\n[03:59.87] Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n[04:02.44] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:08.46] I'm holding on desperately\n[04:13.35] Run away, run away, run away, run away\n[04:18.74] I'm holding on\n[04:19.37] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Runaway\n  artist: J. 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Hey man, how's everything going brother?\"\n  \"Just taking it easy, hanging out with the lady\"\n  \"Alright, God bless you, take it easy now\"\n  You be like that nigga ain't like that\n  You see him by himself, \"What's up Tony?\"\n\n  \"Hey, where's the bitches at, nigga?\"\n\n  Yeah, give me my space\n  Lord ain't enough time to chase all these dreams\n  I mean I got no time to wait\n  Love my girl but I told her straight up \"don't wait up\"\n  Stumble home late, I'm drunk, we fucked then made up\n  Used to living free as a bird, now I'm laid up\n  Feeling like a nigga got handcuffs on\n  How the fuck did my life become a damn love song?\n  She ride for a nigga and she stand up for him\n  But a nigga wanna be a nigga, be a nigga\n  Ride through the streets with freaks and real niggas\n  She never understand what it's like to be a man\n  Knowing when you look inside yourself you see a nigga\n  And you don't wanna let her down but you too young for the settle down\n  And maybe you can thug it out, learn what is love about\n  When you can't live with her and you can't live without\n  Oh shit, goddamn, I think the devil got his hands on me\n  Stripper saying: \"Baby, won't you throw these bands on me?\"\n\n  And I came to spend, she pop a molly let the motherfucking games begin\n  I'm running...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  When it's all said and done everybody dies\n  In this life ain't no happy endings\n  Only pure beginnings followed by years of sinning and fake repentance\n  The preacher says we were made in image of Lord\n  To which I replied: \"Are you sure?\n  Even the murderer? Even the whore?\n  Even the nigga running through bitches on tour?\"\n  With a good girl at home folding clothes and shit\n  She losing faith in him and he knows and shit\n  Like what the fuck is a break, don't know how much I can take no more\n  I give you all I got till it ain't no more\n  No more tears it's been ten long years, damn near\n  I don't know if I can wait no more, and who can blame her\n  You complaining 'bout every time you out, you come back she pout\n  Sleeping back to back, this is wack\n  We 'bout to go platinum in a minute, crib acting out\n  My childhood fantasies of wife and home\n  But it's a whole lot of actresses I'd like to bone\n  And despite the rumors you hold out\n  On account of the guilt that she has got to spend her nights alone\n  And she ride or die like Eve and 'em\n\n  Make home cooked meals every evening\n  And even then, your lowest days when you no longer Superman\n  At least you know you got Lois Lane\n  But you...\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n\n  Yeah, unbelievable seen evil that not even Knievel know\n  At age 3 I knew this world was three below\n  Listen, even know my ego low achieved the unachievable\n  Imagine if my confidence was halfway decent, yo\n  This just in, fucked more bitches than Bieber though\n  Still I keep it low, got my niggas on the need to know\n  Basis, my manager back in the days was racist\n  I was a young boy, passing skate and tucking laces\n  Old perverted white man who told me:\n  \"Jermaine,\n  it's all pink on the inside. Fuck what color their face is.\"\n  Wise words from an indecent man\n  Made me reflect on the times when we was three fifths of them\n  And change empower less, brave souls reduce the cowardice\n  Slaving in the baking sun for hours\n  Just to see the master creep into the shack where your lady at\n  Nine months later got a baby that's not quite what you excepted\n\n  But you refuse to neglect it cause you know your wifey love you\n  Does you refuse to accept it?\n  That's that type shit that tell why my granny light skin\n  Rich white man rule the nation\n  still, only difference is we all slaves now\n  The chains still concealed in our thoughts\n  If I follow my heart to save myself\n  Could I run away from 50 mill like Dave Chappell?\n\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on desperately\n  Run away, run away, run away, run away\n  I'm holding on\n"}]