[{"id":12342918,"name":"Revenge","trackName":"Revenge","artistName":"KING 810","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":250.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\neyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\naround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\ngame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\ngonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge\n artist: KING 810\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 250000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":36458039,"name":"Revenge","trackName":"Revenge","artistName":"King 810","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":242.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\neyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\naround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\ngame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\ngonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge\n artist: King 810\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 242000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":20979260,"name":"Revenge (featuring Trick Trick)","trackName":"Revenge (featuring Trick Trick)","artistName":"King 810","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":250.697143,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\neyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\naround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\ngame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\ngonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge (featuring Trick Trick)\n artist: King 810\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 250697\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":23832789,"name":"Revenge (feat. Trick Trick)","trackName":"Revenge (feat. Trick Trick)","artistName":"King 810","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":251.25,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\neyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\naround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\ngame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\ngonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge (feat. Trick Trick)\n artist: King 810\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 251250\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":40218030,"name":"Revenge (Feat. Trick Trick)","trackName":"Revenge (Feat. Trick Trick)","artistName":"King 810","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2 (Mixtape) (EP)","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\neyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\naround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\ngame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\ngonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge (Feat. Trick Trick)\n artist: King 810\n album: Midwest Monsters 2 (Mixtape) (EP)\n duration_ms: 251298\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":3782432,"name":"Revenge","trackName":"Revenge","artistName":"King 810 feat. Trick Trick","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\nEyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\nAround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\nGame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\nGonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge\n artist: King 810 feat. Trick Trick\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 251000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n Eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n Around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n Game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n Gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"},{"id":3782433,"name":"Revenge","trackName":"Revenge","artistName":"KING 810 feat. Trick‐Trick","albumName":"Midwest Monsters 2","duration":251.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\nYou'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\nMaybe from your own gun maybe from another one\nWho knows\nWho knows\nWho knows\n\nI play a game where there's no rules\n(Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\nYou can't afford to lose\nDon't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n(Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n(Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\nIt's the motherfuckin boogeyman\nSay seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\nDivine intervention can't stop this from happenin\nWhen the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n(Gun shots)\n\nIs the sound when I gunem down\nThese motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\nEyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Reporter: There are shots ringing out\nAround flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n(Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n(Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n(Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\nCrime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\nI play a game where there are no rules\nYou can't afford to lose\nYou can't afford to lose\n\nIs it enough?\nDo you want more?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\nIs this life worth fighting for?\nAm I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\nYou wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\nWant that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\nYou wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\nYou wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\nYou wanna play a game where there's no rules?\nYou want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\nMy shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\nYou'd get lost inside them first\nPlus getting stabbed til death scares them\nAnd I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\nBut the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\nTell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\nAmericas most dangerous city\n(Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\nThese motha fuckers thisnk this is a\nGame. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n(Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n(Yeah!!!)\n\n7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\nWhen I let that motherfucker go its\nGonna let everybody know I ain't actin\nCcuz what's Ccraccin?\nI really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\nIf that's what they want then they got it\nI'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\nYou don't want no trouble with your mans\nI know you got a couple of your mans\nThat's when the war come out\nThe one that make the cops come out\nI never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\nThey hospice\nShoulda sent a doc to your house\nConrad Murray\n(Fuck you Trick Trick)\nMy eyes blurry\n(Goon squad)\nI don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\nMy problem is you think I'm retarded\nRespect the boss or press charges\nIt sucks for you to become the target\nIf you bow down I might disregard it\nBitch you started it\nTil dearly departed he's no longer with us\nWon't give us no more of that shit you been given us\nKillin continuous\nRevenge","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Revenge\n artist: KING 810 feat. Trick‐Trick\n album: Midwest Monsters 2\n duration_ms: 251000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n If you saw what I saw with my eyes closed\n You'd have a tagged toe or a face full of bullet holes\n Maybe from your own gun maybe from another one\n Who knows\n Who knows\n Who knows\n\n I play a game where there's no rules\n (Female Reporter: breaking news from Flint.)\n You can't afford to lose\n (Female Reporter: suspect seen wearing black and a mask)\n You can't afford to lose\n Don't make me hang up your tennis shoes\n (Male reporter: man shot down on his front porch.)\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n (Reporter: suspect still on the lose.)\n\n It's the motherfuckin boogeyman\n Say seven 'Hail Marys' cause I'm back again\n Divine intervention can't stop this from happenin\n When the knives and guns come out and \"Oh I'm back at that again\"\n (Gun shots)\n\n Is the sound when I gunem down\n These motherfuckers wanna fight I givem 10 rounds\n 3 shots couldn't put me to sleep now my\n Eyes stay peeled and I don't blink or wink\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Reporter: There are shots ringing out\n Around flint. They keep taking peoples lives.)\n (Male reporter: the shootings started after 9 o'clock Sunday night)\n (Three more shots ring out within the same hour.)\n (Male reporter. Yet another shooting the same night.\n Crime rate has made Flint the most dangerous city in america.)\n\n I play a game where there are no rules\n You can't afford to lose\n You can't afford to lose\n\n Is it enough?\n Do you want more?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n Is this life worth fighting for?\n Am I afraid of what I'll be without war?\n\n You wanna see where I come from you wanna go there?\n Want that monkey on your back and mark God off in your crosshairs?\n You wanna go to bed hungry at night drinkin your own tears?\n You wanna physically fight for your life with boys who don't care?\n You wanna play a game where there's no rules?\n You want them fuckin body snatchers to come and hang up your shoes?\n My shoes are like caves I think \"No man can wear them\"\n You'd get lost inside them first\n Plus getting stabbed til death scares them\n And I'm lookin for my so called killers if they weren't weak\n But the devil keeps sendin me boys instead of beasts\n Tell that motherfucker if he wants me to come and get me I'm in hell\n Americas most dangerous city\n (Things are gonna go down cuss. Fuck them. Fuck.\n These motha fuckers thisnk this is a\n Game. I ain't playin goddamit. Ohh! Yeah!!)\n (Female reporter. Over 50 killed over the last fifteen days)\n (Yeah!!!)\n\n 7.62 full metal jacket that's the only thing that I'm rackin\n When I let that motherfucker go its\n Gonna let everybody know I ain't actin\n Ccuz what's Ccraccin?\n I really ain't trying to go back to the scrappin but fuck it\n If that's what they want then they got it\n I'm a bad motherfucker with the hands\n You don't want no trouble with your mans\n I know you got a couple of your mans\n That's when the war come out\n The one that make the cops come out\n I never seen em talk with a Glock in their mouth\n They hospice\n Shoulda sent a doc to your house\n Conrad Murray\n (Fuck you Trick Trick)\n My eyes blurry\n (Goon squad)\n I don't take my meds for the shit I'm on so call your attorney\n My problem is you think I'm retarded\n Respect the boss or press charges\n It sucks for you to become the target\n If you bow down I might disregard it\n Bitch you started it\n Til dearly departed he's no longer with us\n Won't give us no more of that shit you been given us\n Killin continuous\n Revenge\n"}]