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Stephen & Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley\n  artist: Lil Jon\n  album: Crunk Rock\n  duration_ms: 258000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Huh!\n  Voice of the one, Gongzilla, Lil Jon and Ragga Muffin\n  Yeah\n  Comin' at ya\n  From the ATL, what?\n  All the way to J.A\n  Pepper\n  Now this one play for all the youth and youths\n  Tryin' to find the escape routes\n  All troops\n  Seh suh\n\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So we roll through the ghetto with the nine cocked\n  All the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  We hustlin', hustlin'\n  So we roll through the ghetto, revolution on the mind\n\n  Slum dog millionaire, made it out of nothin'\n  Through all the temptation, came up David Ruffin\n  Took the risk to fight a ten, young Ragga Muffin\n  Somethin' gotta give, or else I'm takin' somethin'\n  Super hard, Tony Starks, I got that iron on me\n  Rastafari, don't make me sick the lion on me\n  I got killers everywhere, it's the city of God\n  There ain't nobody see me, just a mirage\n  Sunglasses at night under the street lights\n  I ain't missin' no meals, I gots to eat right\n  I'm on hustle overdose, like that nigga from Crank\n  Ain't no hostage, we ain't askin' nobody to thank\n  Tryin' to stay positive and never give up\n  Tryin' to keep my head up, but I'm fed up\n  If some bloodclot change don't come\n  Then bloodclot pain gon' come\n\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So we roll through the ghetto with the nine cocked\n  All the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  We hustlin', hustlin'\n  So we roll through the ghetto, revolution on the mind\n\n  Come yah so fi conquer, we no come fi bow nor kneel\n  Watch it little bit, make Gongzilla come take the wheel\n  Voices them ah echo, all who can hear ah go feel\n  Down inna the ghetto, sufferation, it's so real\n  Kind of hustler have a snack and kind of gangster catch a meal\n  Instead of catchin' cases, 'cause informer run go squeal\n  Sup 'bout your mother, you fi find an album deal\n  Lawyer 'pon the case and said him ready fi appeal\n  Jesus crucified, beside some man weh rob and steal\n  Gangster paradise and Rastafari come reveal\n  Signs and end of times and everything already seal\n  Evil force ah rise up, but me block them with me shield\n  Who come fool you up, it's like your friend dem come in vehicle\n  Boostin' up your ego, so you feel like Steven Segal\n  Risin' up the eagle, squash them like a beetle\n  Muffin, Gong and Lil Jon, we sharper than a needle\n  Flow them dangerous, the people say them must illegal\n  Weapon them so lethal, star in every sequel\n  Number one, no equal, royal and so regal\n  Break neck music that will shake up your cerebral\n\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So we roll through the ghetto with the nine cocked\n  All the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of them suffering, suffering\n  We hustlin', hustlin'\n  So we roll through the ghetto, revolution on the mind\n\n  You never\n  The ghetto hot like scotch bonnet pepper\n  Youth and youth ah stepper\n  And every ties ah sever\n  No supper\n  And the little baby them ah suffer\n  The dutty tough\n  Simple mean say man ah go far\n"},{"id":24194519,"name":"On De Grind (Feat. 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Stephen Marley & Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley)\n  artist: Lil Jon\n  album: Crunk Rock\n  duration_ms: 258448\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Huh!\n  Voice of the one Godzilla, Little John and Raggamuffin\n  Yeah!\n  Uh!\n  Comin' at ya from the ATL\n  What!\n  All the way to JA\n  Hey!\n  Now this one play for all the youth and youths- Yeah!\n  Tryin' to find the escape routes\n  Hey!\n  Huh!\n  All truths\n  Say so!\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So roll through the ghetto with my nine\n  Cocked all the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  We're hustling, we're hustling\n  So roll through the ghetto, revolution on my mind\n  Slum dog millionaire, made it outta nothing\n  Through all the temptation, came up David Ruffin\n  Took the worst of five to ten, young Raggamuffin\n  Something gotta give or else I'm taking something\n  Super hard Tony Starks, I got that iron on me\n  Rastafari, don't make me sick the lion on me\n  I got killers everywhere, it's the city of God\n  Now ain't nobody seen, just a mirage\n  Sunglasses at night under the streetlights\n  I ain't missing no meals, I gots to eat right\n  I'm on hustle overdose, like that from Crank\n  Ain't no Oscars, we ain't actors, nobody to thank\n  Trying to stay positive and never give up\n  Trying to keep my head up, but I'm fed up\n  If some bloodclaat change don't come, then bloodclaat pain gon' come\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So roll through the ghetto with my nine\n  Cocked all the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  We're hustling, we're hustling\n  So roll through the ghetto, revolution on my mind\n  Come yah so fi conquer, we no come fi bow nor kneel\n  Watch it little bit, make Godzilla come take the wheel\n  Voices them a echo, all who can't hear a go feel\n  Down inna the ghetto sufferation it's so real\n  Kind of hustler have a snack and kind of gangster catch a meal\n  Instead of catching cases 'cause informer run go squeal\n  Sup poach you mother, you fi find a album deal\n  Liar pon the case and said him ready fi appeal\n  Jesus crucified beside some man will rob and steal\n  Gangster paradise and Rastafari come reveal\n  Signs and in the times and everything already seal\n  Evil force a rise up but me block them with me shield\n  Who come fool you once is like your friend them come in legal\n  Boosting up your ego so you feel like Steven Seagal\n  Rising up the eagle, squash them like a beetle\n  Muffin, Gong, and Little John, we sharper than a needle\n  Flow them dangerous, the people say them must illegal\n  Weapon them so lethal, star in every sequel\n  Number one, no equal, royal and so regal\n  Break neck music that will shake up your cerebral\n  We stay on the grind, on the grind\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  And struggling, struggling\n  So roll through the ghetto with my nine\n  Cocked all the time, all the time\n  All day and night, day and night\n  We're tired of suffering, suffering\n  We're hustling, we're hustling\n  So roll through the ghetto, revolution on my mind\n  It deh yah, the ghetto hot like scotch bonnet pepper\n  Youth and youth a stepper, and every eyes\n  A sever- Sever, sever, sever, sever\n  Whoa oh!\n  Nuh supper, and the little baby them a suffer\n  The dutty tough, simply means say man are guffer- Yeah eeh\n"}]