[{"id":29887037,"name":"How's That (feat. Erick Sermon & Redman)","trackName":"How's That (feat. Erick Sermon & Redman)","artistName":"Keith Murray-Erick Sermon-Redman","albumName":"A Low Down Dirty Shame (Original Motion Picture Soundtrack)","duration":186.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I freak a technique, goin way back like Just-Ice\nAnd don't think twice because I'm nice\nI come from the mothership unknown to man\nWith a blunt in my hand, a mic in the other hand\nGoddamn, I slam my jam like dis\nSho' nuff, my rap style is Cold Crush\nAnd plus, I tears the roof off the mothersucker\nMy brother, fly shit that make Stevie Wonder\nHey, who can it be now? P-tow\nIt's the Eli in 3-D with Keith and R-E-D\nI gets down for my troops\nAnd I, I, hit it, hit it, hit it like Luke\nFor those who don't believe my skills, get these\nI got mad expertise for all you duck MC's\nI'm funky like G Thang my nigga\nI wanna know who's up in here before I pull the trigger\n\nIs New York up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nIs Def Squad up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nIs NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nThe Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\nVerbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\nJohn M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\nCount Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\nGet Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\nMy style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\nI roll a spliff up\nThe underground, slam, shock like Shazam\nCheck my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\nComputerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\nFunky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\nWhen I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\nMy shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\nNext door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\nCall 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\nPump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\nMy style gets respect like fifty Muslims\nYou hang on strings like loose ends\nWith my hands on the nine\nWatchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\nI come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\nNever before heard a gun except before a metaphor\nI'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\nMurderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\nMurray, word is bond, gets it on\nAnd ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n(Word) Long live death to the Squad\nAnd we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\nI brings classic drama like a full embalmer\nHave your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\nMy murderous apprentice E-Dub\nMakes hard funk beats that I become part of\nWhen I be like A-I-O-U or battle\nNiggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\nThe most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\nAnd y'all was with it, dig it?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\n  Is NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\n  The Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\n  Verbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\n  Get Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\n  My style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\n  I roll a spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\n  Computerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\n  Funky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\n  Next door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\n  Call 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\n  Pump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect like fifty Muslims\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\n  I come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\n  Never before heard a gun except before a metaphor\n  I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\n  Murderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\n  Murray, word is bond, gets it on\n  And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n  (Word) Long live death to the Squad\n  And we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\n  I brings classic drama like a full embalmer\n  Have your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\n  My murderous apprentice E-Dub\n  Makes hard funk beats that I become part of\n  When I be like A-I-O-U or battle\n  Niggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\n  And y'all was with it, dig it?\n"},{"id":35314339,"name":"How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\nIs NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nThe Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\nVerbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\nJohn M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\nCount Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\nGet Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\nMy style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\nI roll a spliff up\nThe underground, slam, shock like Shazam\nCheck my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\nComputerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\nFunky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\nWhen I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\nMy shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\nNext door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\nCall 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\nPump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\nMy style gets respect like fifty Muslims\nYou hang on strings like loose ends\nWith my hands on the nine\nWatchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\nI come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\nNever before heard a gun except before a metaphor\nI'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\nMurderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\nMurray, word is bond, gets it on\nAnd ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n(Word) Long live death to the Squad\nAnd we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\nI brings classic drama like a full embalmer\nHave your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\nMy murderous apprentice E-Dub\nMakes hard funk beats that I become part of\nWhen I be like A-I-O-U or battle\nNiggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\nThe most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\nAnd y'all was with it, dig it?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\n  The Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\n  Verbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\n  Get Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\n  My style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\n  I roll a spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\n  Computerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\n  Funky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\n  Next door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\n  Call 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\n  Pump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect like fifty Muslims\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\n  I come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\n  Never before heard a gun except before a metaphor\n  I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\n  Murderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\n  Murray, word is bond, gets it on\n  And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n  (Word) Long live death to the Squad\n  And we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\n  I brings classic drama like a full embalmer\n  Have your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\n  My murderous apprentice E-Dub\n  Makes hard funk beats that I become part of\n  When I be like A-I-O-U or battle\n  Niggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\n  And y'all was with it, dig it?\n"},{"id":40151467,"name":"How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\nIs Def Squad up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nIs NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nThe Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\nVerbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\nJohn M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\nCount Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\nGet Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\nMy style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\nI roll a spliff up\nThe underground, slam, shock like Shazam\nCheck my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\nComputerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\nFunky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\nWhen I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\nMy shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\nNext door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\nCall 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\nPump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\nMy style gets respect like fifty Muslims\nYou hang on strings like loose ends\nWith my hands on the nine\nWatchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\nI come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\nNever before heard a gun except before a metaphor\nI'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\nMurderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\nMurray, word is bond, gets it on\nAnd ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n(Word) Long live death to the Squad\nAnd we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\nI brings classic drama like a full embalmer\nHave your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\nMy murderous apprentice E-Dub\nMakes hard funk beats that I become part of\nWhen I be like A-I-O-U or battle\nNiggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\nThe most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\nAnd y'all was with it, dig it?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\n  Is NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\n  The Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\n  Verbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\n  Get Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\n  My style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\n  I roll a spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\n  Computerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\n  Funky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\n  Next door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\n  Call 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\n  Pump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect like fifty Muslims\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\n  I come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\n  Never before heard a gun except before a metaphor\n  I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\n  Murderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\n  Murray, word is bond, gets it on\n  And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n  (Word) Long live death to the Squad\n  And we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\n  I brings classic drama like a full embalmer\n  Have your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\n  My murderous apprentice E-Dub\n  Makes hard funk beats that I become part of\n  When I be like A-I-O-U or battle\n  Niggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\n  And y'all was with it, dig it?\n"},{"id":40031119,"name":"How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\nIs NJ up in here? (Hell yeah!)\nThe Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\nVerbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\nJohn M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\nCount Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\nGet Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\nMy style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\nI roll a spliff up\nThe underground, slam, shock like Shazam\nCheck my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\nComputerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\nFunky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\nWhen I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\nMy shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\nNext door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\nCall 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\nPump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\nMy style gets respect like fifty Muslims\nYou hang on strings like loose ends\nWith my hands on the nine\nWatchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\nI come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\nNever before heard a gun except before a metaphor\nI'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\nMurderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\nMurray, word is bond, gets it on\nAnd ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n(Word) Long live death to the Squad\nAnd we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\nI brings classic drama like a full embalmer\nHave your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\nMy murderous apprentice E-Dub\nMakes hard funk beats that I become part of\nWhen I be like A-I-O-U or battle\nNiggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\nThe most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\nAnd y'all was with it, dig it?","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: How's That (feat. 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(Hell yeah!)\n  The Green Berets are in here (Hell yeah!)\n\n  Verbally, I sew the frames up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, toe tap with the\n  Get Biz like Mark, doin' the Jacker like Maximus\n  My style's sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquor\n  I roll a spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my jams, get def when I kick methods like man\n  Computerized Robocop styles I drop in sequence\n  Funky to def so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people move this\n  Next door, I get the raw with the (ah!)\n  Call 4-1-1 cause I got the red hot\n  Pump pump pump, won't knock the spot, catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect like fifty Muslims\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watchin' her get bent, I get busy with mine\n\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? Cause I gets busy with mines\n\n  I come rollin' in with the cee-la-low flow\n  Never before heard a gun except before a metaphor\n  I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\n  Murderin' whosonever tryin' to fuck with me\n  Murray, word is bond, gets it on\n  And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hyper don\n  (Word) Long live death to the Squad\n  And we smokin' everybody out there, shit it ain't that hard\n  I brings classic drama like a full embalmer\n  Have your mama beg, bum and borrow for your kidneys tomorrow\n  My murderous apprentice E-Dub\n  Makes hard funk beats that I become part of\n  When I be like A-I-O-U or battle\n  Niggas be like hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo like night owls\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world is I shit it\n  And y'all was with it, dig it?\n"},{"id":14416989,"name":"How's That (feat. 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Hell yeah\n  Is Def Squad up in here? Hell yeah\n  Is NJ up in here? Hell yeah\n  The Green Beret's up in here, hell yeah\n\n  Verbally, I sew the brains up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the\n  Get Biz like Mark fuel-injected like Maximus\n\n  My style sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquors\n  I roll the spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my Jams, get Def when I kick Methods like Man\n\n  Computerized Robocop sounds, I drop in sequence\n  Funky to death, so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in\n\n  Next door, I get raw with the grah\n  Call four-one-one 'cause I'm Ghetto Red Hot\n  Bo bo bo, Funk Doctor Spock catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect fifty Muslims\n\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watch yo nugget bitch\n  I get busy with mines\n\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 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Hell yeah\nIs Def Squad up in here? Hell yeah\nIs NJ up in here? Hell yeah\nThe Green Beret's up in here, hell yeah\n\nVerbally, I sew the brains up like Trapper\nJohn M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\nCount Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the\nGet Biz like Mark fuel-injected like Maximus\n\nMy style sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquors\nI roll the spliff up\nThe underground, slam, shock like Shazam\nCheck my Jams, get Def when I kick Methods like Man\n\nComputerized Robocop sounds, I drop in sequence\nFunky to death, so ask that old bitch where the beef went\nWhen I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\nMy shit bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in\n\nNext door, I get raw with the grah\nCall four-one-one 'cause I'm Ghetto Red Hot\nBo bo bo, Funk Doctor Spock catch a bruisin'\nMy style gets respect fifty Muslims\n\nYou hang on strings like loose ends\nWith my hands on the nine\nWatch yo nugget bitch\nI get busy with mines\n\nHow's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 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Hell yeah\n  Is Def Squad up in here? Hell yeah\n  Is NJ up in here? Hell yeah\n  The Green Beret's up in here, hell yeah\n\n  Verbally, I sew the brains up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the\n  Get Biz like Mark fuel-injected like Maximus\n\n  My style sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquors\n  I roll the spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my Jams, get Def when I kick Methods like Man\n\n  Computerized Robocop sounds, I drop in sequence\n  Funky to death, so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in\n\n  Next door, I get raw with the grah\n  Call four-one-one 'cause I'm Ghetto Red Hot\n  Bo bo bo, Funk Doctor Spock catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect fifty Muslims\n\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watch yo nugget bitch\n  I get busy with mines\n\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 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'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\nHow's that? 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Hell yeah\n  Is Def Squad up in here? Hell yeah\n  Is NJ up in here? Hell yeah\n  The Green Beret's up in here, hell yeah\n\n  Verbally, I sew the brains up like Trapper\n  John M.D. got nine millis made of lacquer\n  Count Dracula, back with the, tow-truck with the\n  Get Biz like Mark fuel-injected like Maximus\n\n  My style sicker than an AIDS victim drinkin' forty-five malt liquors\n  I roll the spliff up\n  The underground, slam, shock like Shazam\n  Check my Jams, get Def when I kick Methods like Man\n\n  Computerized Robocop sounds, I drop in sequence\n  Funky to death, so ask that old bitch where the beef went\n  When I do 'em, I glue 'em, stick 'em like Patrick Ewing\n  My shit bumps like Puerto Rican people moved in\n\n  Next door, I get raw with the grah\n  Call four-one-one 'cause I'm Ghetto Red Hot\n  Bo bo bo, Funk Doctor Spock catch a bruisin'\n  My style gets respect fifty Muslims\n\n  You hang on strings like loose ends\n  With my hands on the nine\n  Watch yo nugget bitch\n  I get busy with mines\n\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  How's that? 'Cause I gets busy with mines\n  It's Keith Murray\n\n  I come rollin' in when I see that low flow\n  Heckuva foe, heard a gun and settled for a metaphor\n  I'm naive between the sleeves of the sheets\n  Murderin', who should ever try to fuck with me\n\n  Murray word is bond, gets it on\n  And ready to blow any nigga out the cypher of the sniper hype at dawn\n  Long live Def to the Squad\n  And we smokin' everybody out there, shit, it ain't that hard\n\n  I brings classic drama microphone embalmer\n  Have your momma beg behind bars for your kidneys tomorrow\n  My murderous apprentice E Dub\n  Makes hard funk beats that I become part of\n\n  When I be like A E I O U or battle\n  Niggaz be like who, who, who, who, who like night owls\n  The most beautifullest thing in this world\n  Is I shitted and y'all was with it, dig it\n"}]