[{"id":8248646,"name":"Genetic For Terror","trackName":"Genetic For Terror","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Last Chance, No Breaks","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm talking to you niggas on the north south east and west\nFuck with mally g and get a hole in your chest\nI'm droping antosiastic metaphoric type lines\nThe badest nigga to ever come of from the krib ana ryhme\nBracket fall creep for my deep meditation\nAs i break their ass up like appreciation\nI stepped to the microphone and shouted:\nGirls who's got it.\nYou can kiss me. and ask to make a love song about it\nI'm off the raw from every fras that's stand for black\nGet the fuck out, fucking rat, just like a pump(hard to hear)\nI come from the deep side, with def squad in the basement\nMy style's been on deathwatch, like suicidepatients\nWhen 50 grant start the illest level.\nShook in a niggas shaft. i conntact more steels then the devil.\nSoon as rock become the main incredient.\nI'll be making little niggas like little ginger\nDef squad represanting, get's no ruffer then this, lyrics.\nKill is a sinn\nWith a guillotine\nShowing the massachutien rap style from juwanail\nTo cross the border with alphabetical disorder\nIn sluter, increasing pain, insane in the brain\nMotherfuckas blowing their brain in diffrent delain\nI take a fake ass nigga and toast his ass\nSlik him numb, like multiple-glowroses *blahm*\nI'll be that funky-like lyrical maniac who never pays me\nTheir hoffing and their poffing could never face me\nCuz i'll be, countalistic paper, you be my idol\nGod damn, the fucking homicide\nNow, who dare's to be looking at me, i ain't nobody\nI'm just that little nigga who'll be fucking up the party\nPop the dj, with his life collagegrand\n\nAnd niggas will be blast in the mix\n\nGenetic for terror\nX8\n\nDon't ever cross\nMy brothers, up way in north\nBut i will never take a lost croud, just stay on course\nI've been living on a lot of dog shit\nType of more-and-more shit\nAlot of mc's lost it\nI'm here to terrorize the hardcore in the underground\nNiggas back down or you'll get smacked down\nOn the real. niggas been acting like a mutherfucking truppa\nI sleep with the luka, to blast the intruders\nI walked maniced depressed\nYou can't fuck with my steff\nI put some wounds into your chest\nTo put your ass in deep rest\nSo who're trying to see, leeding his own def squad\nWho can put niggas to sleep, like a muthafucking graveyard\nI split your cranium, take that bullshit-tender\nI twist you head off, like dr. mindbender\nWho's the suspect, dressed in black, and is down on bring you the genetic for terror\nBefore i even fix my lips to speak, you know what i'll say\nThis is freaked, with a nuts word-play\nI walked onto the face of the earth\nAll this pussy muthafuckas up for what they're worth\nI fuck wild like juwanil and bluetrail\nLike another rapper, with a freaking wrestlers style\nPlus, there ain't no such thing as never geting tucked\nGirls jump in my flow, like double dunk\nI leave em' lost, in between recarection. in judgement day\nIs were the punk-nigga lay\nAnd it's deeper then you think\nAnd it's borned alot of ho's so it will sink\nFucking with this, funkabius, niggas from tha mist\nMothafuckas motion get stiff on colarisis\nThe def squad mc\nPpp, full of struction and addnormality\nAnd we're intact incredibly\nDisimpermenent, disability\nI escapat like peggt flim overfunked beats\nAnd locked down the streets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Genetic For Terror\n  artist: Jamal\n  album: Last Chance, No Breaks\n  duration_ms: 246000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm talking to you niggas on the north south east and west\n  Fuck with mally g and get a hole in your chest\n  I'm droping antosiastic metaphoric type lines\n  The badest nigga to ever come of from the krib ana ryhme\n  Bracket fall creep for my deep meditation\n  As i break their ass up like appreciation\n  I stepped to the microphone and shouted:\n  Girls who's got it.\n  You can kiss me. and ask to make a love song about it\n  I'm off the raw from every fras that's stand for black\n  Get the fuck out, fucking rat, just like a pump(hard to hear)\n  I come from the deep side, with def squad in the basement\n  My style's been on deathwatch, like suicidepatients\n  When 50 grant start the illest level.\n  Shook in a niggas shaft. i conntact more steels then the devil.\n  Soon as rock become the main incredient.\n  I'll be making little niggas like little ginger\n  Def squad represanting, get's no ruffer then this, lyrics.\n  Kill is a sinn\n  With a guillotine\n  Showing the massachutien rap style from juwanail\n  To cross the border with alphabetical disorder\n  In sluter, increasing pain, insane in the brain\n  Motherfuckas blowing their brain in diffrent delain\n  I take a fake ass nigga and toast his ass\n  Slik him numb, like multiple-glowroses *blahm*\n  I'll be that funky-like lyrical maniac who never pays me\n  Their hoffing and their poffing could never face me\n  Cuz i'll be, countalistic paper, you be my idol\n  God damn, the fucking homicide\n  Now, who dare's to be looking at me, i ain't nobody\n  I'm just that little nigga who'll be fucking up the party\n  Pop the dj, with his life collagegrand\n\n  And niggas will be blast in the mix\n\n  Genetic for terror\n  X8\n\n  Don't ever cross\n  My brothers, up way in north\n  But i will never take a lost croud, just stay on course\n  I've been living on a lot of dog shit\n  Type of more-and-more shit\n  Alot of mc's lost it\n  I'm here to terrorize the hardcore in the underground\n  Niggas back down or you'll get smacked down\n  On the real. niggas been acting like a mutherfucking truppa\n  I sleep with the luka, to blast the intruders\n  I walked maniced depressed\n  You can't fuck with my steff\n  I put some wounds into your chest\n  To put your ass in deep rest\n  So who're trying to see, leeding his own def squad\n  Who can put niggas to sleep, like a muthafucking graveyard\n  I split your cranium, take that bullshit-tender\n  I twist you head off, like dr. mindbender\n  Who's the suspect, dressed in black, and is down on bring you the genetic for terror\n  Before i even fix my lips to speak, you know what i'll say\n  This is freaked, with a nuts word-play\n  I walked onto the face of the earth\n  All this pussy muthafuckas up for what they're worth\n  I fuck wild like juwanil and bluetrail\n  Like another rapper, with a freaking wrestlers style\n  Plus, there ain't no such thing as never geting tucked\n  Girls jump in my flow, like double dunk\n  I leave em' lost, in between recarection. in judgement day\n  Is were the punk-nigga lay\n  And it's deeper then you think\n  And it's borned alot of ho's so it will sink\n  Fucking with this, funkabius, niggas from tha mist\n  Mothafuckas motion get stiff on colarisis\n  The def squad mc\n  Ppp, full of struction and addnormality\n  And we're intact incredibly\n  Disimpermenent, disability\n  I escapat like peggt flim overfunked beats\n  And locked down the streets\n"},{"id":23547924,"name":"Genetic For Terror","trackName":"Genetic For Terror","artistName":"Jamal","albumName":"Last Chance, No Breaks (Deluxe Edition)","duration":245.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I'm talking to you niggas on the north, south, east and west\nFuck with Mally G and get a hole in your chest\nI'm droping antosiastic metaphoric-type lines\nThe badest nigga to ever come of from the krib ana ryhme\nBracket fall creep for my deep meditation\nAs I break their ass up like appreciation\nI stepped to the microphone and shouted:\nGirls, who's got it.\nYou can kiss me. And ask to make a love song about it\nI'm off the raw from every fras that's stand for black\nGet the fuck out, fucking rat, just like a pump(hard to hear)\nI come from the deep side, with Def squad in the basement\nMy style's been on deathwatch, like suicidepatients\nWhen 50 grant start the illest level.\nShook in a niggas shaft. I conntact more steels then the devil.\nSoon as rock become the main incredient.\nI'll be making little niggas like little Ginger\nDef squad represanting, get's no ruffer then this, lyrics.\nKill is a sinn\nWith a guillotine\nShowing the Massachutien rap style from juwanail\nTo cross the border with alphabetical disorder\nIn sluter, increasing pain, insane in the brain\nmotherfuckas blowing their brain in different delain\ni take a fake ass nigga and toast his ass\nSlik him numb, like multiple-glowroses *blahm*\nI'll be that funky-like lyrical maniac who never pays me\nTheir hoffing and their poffing could never face me\n'cause I'll be, countalistic paper, you be my idol\nGod damn, the fucking homicide\nNow, who dare's to be looking at me, I ain't nobody\ni'm just that little nigga who'll be fucking up the party\nPop the DJ, with his life collagegrand\nAnd niggas will be blast in the mix\nChorus:\nGenetic for terror\nx8\nDon't ever cross\nmy brothers, up way in north\nBut I will never take a lost croud, just stay on course\nI've been living on a lot of dog shit\ntype of more-and-more  shit\na lot of MC's lost it\nI'm here to terrorize the hardcore in the underground\nNiggas back down or you'll get smacked down\nOn the real. Niggas been acting like a mutherfucking truppa\nI sleep with the luka, to blast the intruders\nI walked maniced depressed\nYou can't fuck with my steff\nI put some wounds into your chest\nto put your ass in deep rest\nSo who're trying to see, leeding his own def squad\nWho can put niggas to sleep, like a muthafucking graveyard\nI split your cranium, take that bullshit-tender\nI twist you head off, like Dr. Mindbender\nWho's the suspect, dressed in black, and is down on bring you the genetic for terror\nBefore I even fix my lips to speak, you know what I'll say\nThis is freaked, with a nuts word-play\nI walked onto the face of the earth\nAll this pussy muthafuckas up for what they're worth\nI fuck wild like juwanil and bluetrail\nlike another rapper, with a freaking wrestlers style\nplus, there ain't no such thing as never geting tucked\nGirls jump in my flow, like double dunk\ni leave em' lost, in between recarection. In judgement day\nIs were the punk-nigga lay\nAnd it's deeper then you think\nAnd it's borned a lot of ho's so it will sink\nFucking with this, funkabius, Niggas from tha mist\nMothafuckas motion get stiff on colarisis\nThe Def squad MC\nPPP, full of struction and addnormality\nAnd we're intact incredibly\nDisimpermenent, disability\nI escapat like Peggt Flim overfunked beats\nAnd locked down the streets","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Genetic For Terror\n  artist: Jamal\n  album: Last Chance, No Breaks (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 245000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  I'm talking to you niggas on the north, south, east and west\n  Fuck with Mally G and get a hole in your chest\n  I'm droping antosiastic metaphoric-type lines\n  The badest nigga to ever come of from the krib ana ryhme\n  Bracket fall creep for my deep meditation\n  As I break their ass up like appreciation\n  I stepped to the microphone and shouted:\n  Girls, who's got it.\n  You can kiss me. And ask to make a love song about it\n  I'm off the raw from every fras that's stand for black\n  Get the fuck out, fucking rat, just like a pump(hard to hear)\n  I come from the deep side, with Def squad in the basement\n  My style's been on deathwatch, like suicidepatients\n  When 50 grant start the illest level.\n  Shook in a niggas shaft. I conntact more steels then the devil.\n  Soon as rock become the main incredient.\n  I'll be making little niggas like little Ginger\n  Def squad represanting, get's no ruffer then this, lyrics.\n  Kill is a sinn\n  With a guillotine\n  Showing the Massachutien rap style from juwanail\n  To cross the border with alphabetical disorder\n  In sluter, increasing pain, insane in the brain\n  motherfuckas blowing their brain in different delain\n  i take a fake ass nigga and toast his ass\n  Slik him numb, like multiple-glowroses *blahm*\n  I'll be that funky-like lyrical maniac who never pays me\n  Their hoffing and their poffing could never face me\n  'cause I'll be, countalistic paper, you be my idol\n  God damn, the fucking homicide\n  Now, who dare's to be looking at me, I ain't nobody\n  i'm just that little nigga who'll be fucking up the party\n  Pop the DJ, with his life collagegrand\n  And niggas will be blast in the mix\n  Chorus:\n  Genetic for terror\n  x8\n  Don't ever cross\n  my brothers, up way in north\n  But I will never take a lost croud, just stay on course\n  I've been living on a lot of dog shit\n  type of more-and-more  shit\n  a lot of MC's lost it\n  I'm here to terrorize the hardcore in the underground\n  Niggas back down or you'll get smacked down\n  On the real. Niggas been acting like a mutherfucking truppa\n  I sleep with the luka, to blast the intruders\n  I walked maniced depressed\n  You can't fuck with my steff\n  I put some wounds into your chest\n  to put your ass in deep rest\n  So who're trying to see, leeding his own def squad\n  Who can put niggas to sleep, like a muthafucking graveyard\n  I split your cranium, take that bullshit-tender\n  I twist you head off, like Dr. Mindbender\n  Who's the suspect, dressed in black, and is down on bring you the genetic for terror\n  Before I even fix my lips to speak, you know what I'll say\n  This is freaked, with a nuts word-play\n  I walked onto the face of the earth\n  All this pussy muthafuckas up for what they're worth\n  I fuck wild like juwanil and bluetrail\n  like another rapper, with a freaking wrestlers style\n  plus, there ain't no such thing as never geting tucked\n  Girls jump in my flow, like double dunk\n  i leave em' lost, in between recarection. In judgement day\n  Is were the punk-nigga lay\n  And it's deeper then you think\n  And it's borned a lot of ho's so it will sink\n  Fucking with this, funkabius, Niggas from tha mist\n  Mothafuckas motion get stiff on colarisis\n  The Def squad MC\n  PPP, full of struction and addnormality\n  And we're intact incredibly\n  Disimpermenent, disability\n  I escapat like Peggt Flim overfunked beats\n  And locked down the streets\n"}]