[{"id":3605014,"name":"Banned From T.V.","trackName":"Banned From T.V.","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"No Ceilings","duration":175.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh\n\nAyo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin'\nBitch, I'm in the buildin', you just decoratin'\nI'm just detonatin', then I get blatant\nMore dangerous than Internet datin'\n\nScoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off\nI'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off\nWeezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch\nGood-Game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith\n\nCook 'caine gang flow, dope in the vein flow\nI'll only be smokin' the purple out the rainbow\nStronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o\nAnd if you stay with him, then y'all in the same boat\n\nDeepwater Carter, fishin' for a dollar\nYou can join the salad, I'm splittin' your tomata\nBall 'cause I gotta, you'll love me in the morning\nI told her I'm a King, them other niggas Prince Charming\n\nShe love to rock my mic, she say there's nothin' like performin'\nMan, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman\nForewarning, Young Money's armed\nAnd we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn\n\nYeah, take that to the bank wit' ya\nI rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures\nSmoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin\nWhole country in recession, but Wayne different\n\nHuh, and I'm a Maybach rider\nHaven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver\nCan't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em\nDon't worry if I'm shootin', as long as you don't get shot\n\nAnd I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull\nI get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled\nI'm-I'm a beast, I'm a big bull\nI got my money right, I got my clip full, ha-ha\n\nYeah, it's like seven in the morning, nigga\nI'm up for whoever the opponent, nigga\nStop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga\nNow bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zonin', nigga\n\nI go hard like Rafael Nadal\nAnd if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all\nAnd man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall\nAnd I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball\n\nUh, I bet that chopper get his mind right\nLeave a hole in his chest like a lion bite\nSuperhero car, like I crime fight\nI see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice\n\nUh, T-Streets still roll with me\nStill stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman\nNeed the man hit? We are those hitmen\nHe stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't\n\nUh, basically, I'm still a monster\n'Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera\nY'all too plain, I'm a helicopter\nMy words keep goin', like a teleprompter\n\nI'm a asshole, wipe me down, bitch\nI get big checks, Niketown, bitch\nYeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit\nAnd the flag red, like clown lips\n\nUh, T, I can't stop goin'\nDrop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens\nI'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it\nNo Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh\n\nHahahahaha","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.04] Uh\n[00:12.46] Ayo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin'\n[00:15.32] Bitch, I'm in the buildin', you just decoratin'\n[00:17.92] I'm just detonatin', then I get blatant\n[00:20.53] More dangerous than Internet datin'\n[00:23.11] Scoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off\n[00:26.07] I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off\n[00:28.62] Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch\n[00:30.93] Good-Game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith\n[00:33.53] Cook 'caine gang flow, dope in the vein flow\n[00:36.38] I'll only be smokin' the purple out the rainbow\n[00:38.65] Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o\n[00:41.39] And if you stay with him, then y'all in the same boat\n[00:44.24] Deepwater Carter, fishin' for a dollar\n[00:46.69] You can join the salad, I'm splittin' your tomata\n[00:49.27] Ball 'cause I gotta, you'll love me in the morning\n[00:51.78] I told her I'm a King, them other niggas Prince Charming\n[00:54.48] She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothin' like performin'\n[00:57.00] Man, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman\n[00:59.63] Forewarning, Young Money's armed\n[01:02.47] And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn\n[01:05.06] Yeah, take that to the bank wit' ya\n[01:07.66] I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures\n[01:10.11] Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin\n[01:12.84] Whole country in recession, but Wayne different\n[01:15.62] Huh, and I'm a Maybach rider\n[01:17.67] Haven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver\n[01:19.91] Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em\n[01:22.75] Don't worry if I'm shootin', as long as you don't get shot\n[01:25.48] And I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull\n[01:27.53] I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled\n[01:30.49] I'm-I'm a beast, I'm a big bull\n[01:32.85] I got my money right, I got my clip full, ha-ha\n[01:36.36] Yeah, it's like seven in the morning, nigga\n[01:38.71] I'm up for whoever the opponent, nigga\n[01:41.58] Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga\n[01:44.27] Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zonin', nigga\n[01:46.49] I go hard like Rafael Nadal\n[01:48.71] And if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all\n[01:51.60] And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall\n[01:54.12] And I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball\n[01:56.69] Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right\n[01:59.46] Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite\n[02:02.32] Superhero car, like I crime fight\n[02:04.83] I see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice\n[02:07.45] Uh, T-Streets still roll with me\n[02:10.00] Still stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman\n[02:12.91] Need the man hit? We are those hitmen\n[02:15.34] He stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't\n[02:17.91] Uh, basically, I'm still a monster\n[02:20.54] 'Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera\n[02:23.32] Y'all too plain, I'm a helicopter\n[02:25.57] My words keep goin', like a teleprompter\n[02:28.01] I'm a asshole, wipe me down, bitch\n[02:30.83] I get big checks, Niketown, bitch\n[02:33.32] Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit\n[02:35.83] And the flag red, like clown lips\n[02:38.51] Uh, T, I can't stop goin'\n[02:40.64] Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens\n[02:43.18] I'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it\n[02:45.70] No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh\n[02:49.58] Hahahahaha\n[02:50.99] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Banned From T.V.\n  artist: Lil Wayne\n  album: No Ceilings\n  duration_ms: 175000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Uh\n  start_ms: 12040\n  end_ms: 12460\n- text: Ayo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with 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weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin\n  start_ms: 70110\n  end_ms: 72840\n- text: Whole country in recession, but Wayne different\n  start_ms: 72840\n  end_ms: 75620\n- text: Huh, and I'm a Maybach rider\n  start_ms: 75620\n  end_ms: 77670\n- text: Haven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver\n  start_ms: 77670\n  end_ms: 79910\n- text: Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em\n  start_ms: 79910\n  end_ms: 82750\n- text: Don't worry if I'm shootin', as long as you don't get shot\n  start_ms: 82750\n  end_ms: 85480\n- text: And I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull\n  start_ms: 85480\n  end_ms: 87530\n- text: I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled\n  start_ms: 87530\n  end_ms: 90490\n- text: I'm-I'm a beast, I'm a big bull\n  start_ms: 90490\n  end_ms: 92850\n- text: I got my money right, I got my clip full, ha-ha\n  start_ms: 92850\n  end_ms: 96360\n- text: Yeah, it's like seven in the morning, nigga\n  start_ms: 96360\n  end_ms: 98710\n- text: I'm up for whoever the opponent, nigga\n  start_ms: 98710\n  end_ms: 101580\n- text: Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga\n  start_ms: 101580\n  end_ms: 104270\n- text: Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zonin', nigga\n  start_ms: 104270\n  end_ms: 106490\n- text: I go hard like Rafael Nadal\n  start_ms: 106490\n  end_ms: 108710\n- text: And if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all\n  start_ms: 108710\n  end_ms: 111600\n- text: And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall\n  start_ms: 111600\n  end_ms: 114120\n- text: And I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball\n  start_ms: 114120\n  end_ms: 116690\n- text: Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right\n  start_ms: 116690\n  end_ms: 119460\n- text: Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite\n  start_ms: 119460\n  end_ms: 122320\n- text: Superhero car, like I crime fight\n  start_ms: 122320\n  end_ms: 124830\n- text: I see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice\n  start_ms: 124830\n  end_ms: 127450\n- text: Uh, T-Streets still roll with me\n  start_ms: 127450\n  end_ms: 130000\n- text: Still stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman\n  start_ms: 130000\n  end_ms: 132910\n- text: Need the man hit? We are those hitmen\n  start_ms: 132910\n  end_ms: 135340\n- text: He stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't\n  start_ms: 135340\n  end_ms: 137910\n- text: Uh, basically, I'm still a monster\n  start_ms: 137910\n  end_ms: 140540\n- text: '''Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera'\n  start_ms: 140540\n  end_ms: 143320\n- text: Y'all too plain, I'm a helicopter\n  start_ms: 143320\n  end_ms: 145570\n- text: My words keep goin', like a teleprompter\n  start_ms: 145570\n  end_ms: 148010\n- text: I'm a asshole, wipe me down, bitch\n  start_ms: 148010\n  end_ms: 150830\n- text: I get big checks, Niketown, bitch\n  start_ms: 150830\n  end_ms: 153320\n- text: Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit\n  start_ms: 153320\n  end_ms: 155830\n- text: And the flag red, like clown lips\n  start_ms: 155830\n  end_ms: 158510\n- text: Uh, T, I can't stop goin'\n  start_ms: 158510\n  end_ms: 160640\n- text: Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens\n  start_ms: 160640\n  end_ms: 163180\n- text: I'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it\n  start_ms: 163180\n  end_ms: 165700\n- text: No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh\n  start_ms: 165700\n  end_ms: 169580\n- text: Hahahahaha\n  start_ms: 169580\n  end_ms: 170990\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 170990\nplain: |-\n  Uh\n\n  Ayo, it's Weezy motherfuckin', easy with the hatin'\n  Bitch, I'm in the buildin', you just decoratin'\n  I'm just detonatin', then I get blatant\n  More dangerous than Internet datin'\n\n  Scoob got the cameras on, so I got to show off\n  I'll put your sister on, I'll knock your bro off\n  Weezy spit snowballs, catch it in your face bitch\n  Good-Game, Wayne, man, I deserve a Naismith\n\n  Cook 'caine gang flow, dope in the vein flow\n  I'll only be smokin' the purple out the rainbow\n  Stronger than Drano, your boyfriend a lame-o\n  And if you stay with him, then y'all in the same boat\n\n  Deepwater Carter, fishin' for a dollar\n  You can join the salad, I'm splittin' your tomata\n  Ball 'cause I gotta, you'll love me in the morning\n  I told her I'm a King, them other niggas Prince Charming\n\n  She love to rock my mic, she say there's nothin' like performin'\n  Man, I'm in love with her grill, George Foreman\n  Forewarning, Young Money's armed\n  And we can shoot it out, I got the money drawn\n\n  Yeah, take that to the bank wit' ya\n  I rock my hat to the side like I paint pictures\n  Smoke weed, talk shit like Lane Kiffin\n  Whole country in recession, but Wayne different\n\n  Huh, and I'm a Maybach rider\n  Haven't drove it one time, I got a cool black driver\n  Can't walk around with guns, I got a dude that got 'em\n  Don't worry if I'm shootin', as long as you don't get shot\n\n  And I'm a beast, I'm a pit bull\n  I get my ass kissed, I get my dick pulled\n  I'm-I'm a beast, I'm a big bull\n  I got my money right, I got my clip full, ha-ha\n\n  Yeah, it's like seven in the morning, nigga\n  I'm up for whoever the opponent, nigga\n  Stop the track, let me relish in the moment, nigga\n  Now bring that motherfucker back, 'cause I'm zonin', nigga\n\n  I go hard like Rafael Nadal\n  And if the bitches worth havin' then I bet we have 'em all\n  And man, I'm so high, it's like an everlasting fall\n  And I'm chargin' these hoes like women basketball\n\n  Uh, I bet that chopper get his mind right\n  Leave a hole in his chest like a lion bite\n  Superhero car, like I crime fight\n  I see big cheese, you niggas' blind mice\n\n  Uh, T-Streets still roll with me\n  Still stickin' to the script, like Nicole Kidman\n  Need the man hit? We are those hitmen\n  He stopped runnin', the bullet holes didn't\n\n  Uh, basically, I'm still a monster\n  'Til the fat lady sing, I come to kill a opera\n  Y'all too plain, I'm a helicopter\n  My words keep goin', like a teleprompter\n\n  I'm a asshole, wipe me down, bitch\n  I get big checks, Niketown, bitch\n  Yeah, mean mug, Bobby Brown shit\n  And the flag red, like clown lips\n\n  Uh, T, I can't stop goin'\n  Drop my best shit, like the Cowboys dropped Owens\n  I'm the best to ever do it, motherfucker, I know it\n  No Ceilings, goddammit, now the fuckin' sky's showin', uh\n\n  Hahahahaha\n"}]