[{"id":39721812,"name":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","trackName":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Richardsun / The Mission","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Richardsun / The Mission\n  duration_ms: 218906\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [scratching to end]\n"},{"id":24427330,"name":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","trackName":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","artistName":"Homeboy Sandman & Jaylib","albumName":"Richardsun / The Mission","duration":218.906122,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)\n  artist: Homeboy Sandman & Jaylib\n  album: Richardsun / The Mission\n  duration_ms: 218906\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [scratching to end]\n"},{"id":5591119,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound","duration":144.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound\n  duration_ms: 144000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":30570524,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound [Limited Edition]","duration":144.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound [Limited Edition]\n  duration_ms: 144000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":29714000,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound Disc 1","duration":144.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound Disc 1\n  duration_ms: 144000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":33028750,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Scion CD Sampler V.10","duration":84.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Scion CD Sampler V.10\n  duration_ms: 84000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":32628442,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound (Deluxe Edition)","duration":144.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound (Deluxe Edition)\n  duration_ms: 144000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":20431929,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound (Instrumentals)","duration":146.886531,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound (Instrumentals)\n  duration_ms: 146887\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":23643003,"name":"the mission","trackName":"the mission","artistName":"jaylib","albumName":"champion sound","duration":149.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: the mission\n  artist: jaylib\n  album: champion sound\n  duration_ms: 149000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! 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Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound\n  duration_ms: 165000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [Scratching to end]\n"},{"id":29035159,"name":"The Mission","trackName":"The Mission","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Scion CD Sampler, Volume 10 (Mixed by Peanut Butter Wolf & Jazzy Jeff)","duration":84.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[Scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Scion CD Sampler, Volume 10 (Mixed by Peanut Butter Wolf & Jazzy Jeff)\n  duration_ms: 84000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! 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Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[Scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound Disc 2\n  duration_ms: 148506\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [Scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! 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Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission (Stringed Out mix)\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: 'Champion Sound: The Remix'\n  duration_ms: 218893\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [scratching to end]\n"},{"id":19104142,"name":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","trackName":"The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)","artistName":"Jaylib","albumName":"Champion Sound","duration":219.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Scratching for ten seconds]\n\nMadlib turn the strings up\nMy knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\nYou won't need your heat this time around\nI spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\nIn a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\nWho wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\nBut they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\nIf you want the truth then that's just it\nThem sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\nWe all act, can we get them balls back\nI keeps it simple as well as complicated\nJaylib for service, just compensate us\nI'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\nCaked rockin gators\nIt's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\nBetter know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n[scratching for a bit]\n\nYo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\nOnly the ones who need to learn and listen\nBefore they criticize verses that burns kitchens\nLive from the land of Hearns and Pistons\nYou heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\nPlay it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\nUp, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\nThe ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\nJaylib baby don't forget the name\nHow you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\nCome see the Dilla lay with the fifth\nMaybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\nAnd who said producers ain't supposed to rap\nThey don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\nBetter not run them jibs or fibs no more\nWe pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n[scratching to end]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Mission (Stringed Out Mix)\n  artist: Jaylib\n  album: Champion Sound\n  duration_ms: 219000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Scratching for ten seconds]\n\n  Madlib turn the strings up\n  My knuckleheads, put them things with the beams up\n  You won't need your heat this time around\n  I spits fire, it's like the rounds are rounds\n  In a big ass block of the bitch-ass niggaz\n  Who wan' hate, cause they don't get cash with us\n  But they really on Jay and Mad dilznick\n  If you want the truth then that's just it\n  Them sick cause I slipped they chick this magic stick\n  We all act, can we get them balls back\n  I keeps it simple as well as complicated\n  Jaylib for service, just compensate us\n  I'm tryin to cop the Maker's and hop up in the latest whips\n  Caked rockin gators\n  It's P.I., D.I. and L.I.B.\n  Better know what the hell I bring, it's fire\n\n  [scratching for a bit]\n\n  Yo, wait, now let me speak on these journalists\n  Only the ones who need to learn and listen\n  Before they criticize verses that burns kitchens\n  Live from the land of Hearns and Pistons\n  You heard me~?! Beats and rhymes so dirty\n  Play it too loud and you'll feel a burn where you pissin\n  Up, my nigga turn the motherfuckin strings up\n  The ultimate link-up, about to cha-ching up\n  Jaylib baby don't forget the name\n  How you want it, Beemer four-fifth or Range\n  Come see the Dilla lay with the fifth\n  Maybe you can write an article about how Jay play with them whips\n  And who said producers ain't supposed to rap\n  They don't want the Ruger to bang well close your traps\n  Better not run them jibs or fibs no more\n  We pullin plugs so haters (\"can't live no more\")\n\n  [scratching to end]\n"}]