[{"id":9477039,"name":"2 Week Notice","trackName":"2 Week Notice","artistName":"Jon Connor","albumName":"Unconscious State","duration":231.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\nWoke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\nSo a nigga like (man fuck that!)\nI ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\nI ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\nSo I'm like.\n\nI say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with\nNigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)\nNigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with\nI say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.\n\nYo, yo\nI planned on quittin' this job from the day y'all hired me\nI be talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck\nI can't wait till the day y'all fire me\nI'm a grown man, stop talkin' loud\nWhat the fuck y'all talk about?\nFuck two weeks, it's been too long, goddamnit I'm walkin' out\nSo don't complain on my last day if I done tore some shit up\nI felt this mornin', y'all lucky I ain't blow this bitch up\nShit.Go to work in my drawers, parking lot, like fuck 'em all\nMy boss used to say, \"Oh, you so quiet\"\nBitch, you ain't ever let me talk\nI remember days I was sick as fuck and you ain't never let me off\nI should'a robbed this bitch\nFuck around, be Vivica, then set it off\nI be gone so fast, nigga like holy smokes\nFuck around, get the holy ghost\nAnd you ain't gonna talk to me in any kind of way\nI mean I'm tired, let me tell these folks\nYou should be glad as fuck that I'm leaving\nGlad as fuck all y'all still breathing\nI had a dream last night\nThat I busted in and pulled a Django on one of y'all meetings\nCo-workers be fake as fuck, talkin' shit, just like me\nThe boss come in, y'all straighten up\nShit... Nigga we don't make enough, so.\n\nFuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\nWoke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\nSo a nigga like (man fuck that!)\nI ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\nI ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\nSo I'm like.\n\nI swear to God I'll punch heads, these niggas delirious\nAin't nothin I hate more than a fuck boy take they job too serious\nThese niggas be miserable, like every day\nYou ain't picked the right job\nNigga your full time is my night job\nThis my summer job, this your life job\nI ain't gettin no rest, so I better get my respect\nCause you talking to me like you crazy, ain't worth gettin' this check\nMy boss said it bring down morale when I act that I ain't there\nI said \"it take more out of me to act like I fuckin' care\"\nSo fuck this dumb shit, retarded shit, fuck the office politics\nY'all thinkin of ways to improve shit\nWhile I'm thinkin' of ways to get out of this\nShit, I'm convinced we on different paths\nThere's different ways to keep gettin' cash\nA dollar only got so much power and I'm too strong to be kissin' ass\nHold up, I say hold up. Maybe you confused, I don't give no fuck\nI don't give no fuck, how did shit end up?\nSee, old folks used to tell me I'd probably need to say \"fuck rap\"\nBut I said, \"fuck them, fuck you, fuck this\", matter fact.\n\nFuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\nWoke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\nSo a nigga like (man fuck that!)\nI ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\nI ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\nSo I'm like.\n\nYo, yo yo. so I'm like this\nFuck you, fuck this job, fuck that little weak ass check (man fuck that!)\nFuck waking up at motherfuckin' six thirty in the morning every morning\nTell them niggas on the way out, (man fuck that!)\nFuck you, fuck you, it's really fuck you\nYou aight, you cool, fuck you, I'm outta here\nThe People's Rapper, AVM, Blue City Club, we outta here man!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 2 Week Notice\n  artist: Jon Connor\n  album: Unconscious State\n  duration_ms: 231000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\n  Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\n  So a nigga like (man fuck that!)\n  I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\n  I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\n  So I'm like.\n\n  I say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with\n  Nigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with (man fuck that!)\n  Nigga no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin' with\n  I say no, you don't fuckin' know who you fuckin with, I say.\n\n  Yo, yo\n  I planned on quittin' this job from the day y'all hired me\n  I be talkin' shit, I don't give a fuck\n  I can't wait till the day y'all fire me\n  I'm a grown man, stop talkin' loud\n  What the fuck y'all talk about?\n  Fuck two weeks, it's been too long, goddamnit I'm walkin' out\n  So don't complain on my last day if I done tore some shit up\n  I felt this mornin', y'all lucky I ain't blow this bitch up\n  Shit.Go to work in my drawers, parking lot, like fuck 'em all\n  My boss used to say, \"Oh, you so quiet\"\n  Bitch, you ain't ever let me talk\n  I remember days I was sick as fuck and you ain't never let me off\n  I should'a robbed this bitch\n  Fuck around, be Vivica, then set it off\n  I be gone so fast, nigga like holy smokes\n  Fuck around, get the holy ghost\n  And you ain't gonna talk to me in any kind of way\n  I mean I'm tired, let me tell these folks\n  You should be glad as fuck that I'm leaving\n  Glad as fuck all y'all still breathing\n  I had a dream last night\n  That I busted in and pulled a Django on one of y'all meetings\n  Co-workers be fake as fuck, talkin' shit, just like me\n  The boss come in, y'all straighten up\n  Shit... Nigga we don't make enough, so.\n\n  Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\n  Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\n  So a nigga like (man fuck that!)\n  I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\n  I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\n  So I'm like.\n\n  I swear to God I'll punch heads, these niggas delirious\n  Ain't nothin I hate more than a fuck boy take they job too serious\n  These niggas be miserable, like every day\n  You ain't picked the right job\n  Nigga your full time is my night job\n  This my summer job, this your life job\n  I ain't gettin no rest, so I better get my respect\n  Cause you talking to me like you crazy, ain't worth gettin' this check\n  My boss said it bring down morale when I act that I ain't there\n  I said \"it take more out of me to act like I fuckin' care\"\n  So fuck this dumb shit, retarded shit, fuck the office politics\n  Y'all thinkin of ways to improve shit\n  While I'm thinkin' of ways to get out of this\n  Shit, I'm convinced we on different paths\n  There's different ways to keep gettin' cash\n  A dollar only got so much power and I'm too strong to be kissin' ass\n  Hold up, I say hold up. Maybe you confused, I don't give no fuck\n  I don't give no fuck, how did shit end up?\n  See, old folks used to tell me I'd probably need to say \"fuck rap\"\n  But I said, \"fuck them, fuck you, fuck this\", matter fact.\n\n  Fuck that! Y'all ain't listen to the shit I say\n  Woke up today, pushed to edge y'all, and I ain't got time to play\n  So a nigga like (man fuck that!)\n  I ain't lyin', might be a riot in this motherfucker\n  I ain't no killer, I'm just tireder than a motherfucker\n  So I'm like.\n\n  Yo, yo yo. so I'm like this\n  Fuck you, fuck this job, fuck that little weak ass check (man fuck that!)\n  Fuck waking up at motherfuckin' six thirty in the morning every morning\n  Tell them niggas on the way out, (man fuck that!)\n  Fuck you, fuck you, it's really fuck you\n  You aight, you cool, fuck you, I'm outta here\n  The People's Rapper, AVM, Blue City Club, we outta here man!\n"}]