[{"id":15765173,"name":"Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. XXXTENTACION","trackName":"Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. XXXTENTACION","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.08] Yeah\n[00:15.97] C-Five\n[00:17.46] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:25.87] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:34.36] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:36.42] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.52] I see death around the corner\n[00:40.45] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.64] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":12795537,"name":"Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. 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Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.08] Yeah\n[00:15.97] C-Five\n[00:17.46] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:25.87] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:34.36] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:36.42] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.52] I see death around the corner\n[00:40.45] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.64] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. 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I rising or they comin' down?\n I see death around the corner\n And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":10270091,"name":"Don’t Cry","trackName":"Don’t Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.84] Yeah\n[00:14.93] C-Five\n[00:16.72] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:23.32] \n[00:25.68] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.67] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.94] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.06] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.85] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.44] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.30] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.66] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.01] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.87] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.23] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.18] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.21] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.54] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.52] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.61] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.16] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.37] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.35] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.61] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.62] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.90] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.73] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.92] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.47] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.39] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.20] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.41] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.12] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.62] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.59] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.76] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.86] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.95] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.42] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.27] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.62] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.52] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.54] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.65] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.81] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.95] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.28] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.23] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.26] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.05] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.19] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.36] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.57] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.85] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.86] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.00] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.97] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.90] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:25.02] \n[03:40.87] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:51.15] \n[03:55.35] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.92] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don’t Cry\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Lil Wayne\n duration_ms: 249000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10840\n end_ms: 14930\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14930\n end_ms: 16720\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16720\n end_ms: 23320\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 23320\n end_ms: 25680\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25680\n end_ms: 33670\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33670\n end_ms: 35940\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35940\n end_ms: 38060\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38060\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":12877652,"name":"Don't Cry","trackName":"Don't Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne Videos","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":38181787,"name":"Don't Cry","trackName":"Don't Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne - Essentials","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.88]Yeah\n[00:14.95]C-Five\n[00:16.78]Don't cry, don't go\n[00:22.83]\n[00:25.64]Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.64]While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.99]I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.09]I see death around the corner\n[00:39.85]And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.44]What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.31]Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.63]Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06]No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.85]I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.25]I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.10]Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26]A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.50]But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.59]Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.66]With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.18]With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.38]I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.32]So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62]Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37]Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.66]Bring me back to life\n[01:17.85]Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.76]But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.91]I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.46]Rest in paradise\n[01:26.38]Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26]Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.45]Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.13]Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64]Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50]Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.58]Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.74]Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.89]And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.94]We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.49]That woman carried the future\n[02:14.21]And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67]Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.55]It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.56]Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.63]The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.85]It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93]It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.22]I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.24]Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.20]Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.00]I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.11]Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12]Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.33]But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.59]I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.88]I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.87]Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.05]Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.67]\n[02:59.90]Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33]Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94]Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94]\n[03:40.86]Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.39]And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98]Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Lil Wayne - Essentials\n duration_ms: 249000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10880\n end_ms: 14950\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14950\n end_ms: 16780\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16780\n end_ms: 22830\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 22830\n end_ms: 25640\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25640\n end_ms: 33640\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33640\n end_ms: 35990\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35990\n end_ms: 38090\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38090\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":36025435,"name":"Don’t Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.84] Yeah\n[00:14.98] C-Five\n[00:16.77] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:22.82] \n[00:25.68] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.63] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.93] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.08] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.86] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.42] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.37] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.62] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.80] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.27] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.13] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.56] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.51] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.69] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.13] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.33] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.37] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.33] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.64] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.84] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.79] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.99] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.49] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.36] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.43] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.14] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.52] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.57] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.78] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.80] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.95] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.41] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.27] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.57] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.57] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.64] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.80] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.20] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.22] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.23] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.04] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.14] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.11] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.36] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.58] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.86] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.89] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.07] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.69] \n[02:59.95] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.38] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94] \n[03:40.82] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.32] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don’t Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":33926751,"name":"Don’t Cry (con XXXTENTACION)","trackName":"Don’t Cry (con XXXTENTACION)","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne","duration":249.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.84] Yeah\n[00:14.93] C-Five\n[00:16.72] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:23.32] \n[00:25.68] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.67] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.94] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.06] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.85] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.44] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.30] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.66] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.01] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.87] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.23] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.18] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.21] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.54] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.52] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.61] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.16] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.37] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.35] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.61] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.62] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.90] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.73] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.92] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.47] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.39] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.20] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.41] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.12] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.62] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.59] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.76] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.86] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.95] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.42] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.27] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.62] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.52] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.54] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.65] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.81] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.95] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.28] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.23] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.26] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.05] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.19] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.36] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.57] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.85] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.86] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.00] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.97] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.90] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:25.02] \n[03:40.87] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:51.15] \n[03:55.35] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.92] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.77] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don’t Cry (con XXXTENTACION)\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Lil Wayne\n duration_ms: 249000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10840\n end_ms: 14930\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14930\n end_ms: 16720\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16720\n end_ms: 23320\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 23320\n end_ms: 25680\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25680\n end_ms: 33670\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33670\n end_ms: 35940\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35940\n end_ms: 38060\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38060\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":38717167,"name":"Don’t Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":17858933,"name":"Don’t Cry","trackName":"Don’t Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Don't Cry","duration":251.668,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.85] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.00] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.18] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.26] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.44] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.72] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.85] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.16] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.31] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.75] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.83] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.98] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.04] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.09] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.12] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.34] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.58] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.65] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.53] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.48] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.65] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.85] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.87] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.22] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.42] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.51] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.84] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.76] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.62] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.12] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.31] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.48] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.73] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.83] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.89] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.55] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.79] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.65] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.90] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.27] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.28] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.70] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.93] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.37] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.16] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.97] \n[03:40.66] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.99] \n[03:56.01] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.74] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.71] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don’t Cry\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Don't Cry\n duration_ms: 251668\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 12050\n end_ms: 15920\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 15920\n end_ms: 17410\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 17410\n end_ms: 25820\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25820\n end_ms: 34390\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 34390\n end_ms: 36470\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 36470\n end_ms: 38560\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38560\n end_ms: 40440\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 40440\n end_ms: 42610\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.84] Yeah\n[00:14.98] C-Five\n[00:16.77] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:22.82] \n[00:25.68] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.63] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.93] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.08] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.86] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.42] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.37] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.62] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.80] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.27] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.13] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.56] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.51] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.69] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.13] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.33] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.37] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.33] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.64] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.84] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.79] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.99] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.49] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.36] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.43] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.14] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.52] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.57] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.78] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.80] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.95] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.41] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.27] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.57] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.57] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.64] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.80] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.20] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.22] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.23] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.04] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.14] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.11] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.36] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.58] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.86] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.89] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.07] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.69] \n[02:59.95] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.38] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94] \n[03:40.82] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.32] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":12912340,"name":"Don't Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.08] Yeah\n[00:15.97] C-Five\n[00:17.46] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:25.87] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:34.36] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:36.42] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.52] I see death around the corner\n[00:40.45] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.64] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":13143939,"name":"Don't Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry (feat. 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":27340816,"name":"Don’t Cry","trackName":"Don’t Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne/XXXTENTACION","albumName":"Don't Cry","duration":249.49551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.31] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.63] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.85] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.25] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.10] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.50] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.59] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.66] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.18] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.38] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.32] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.66] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.85] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.76] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.91] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.46] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.38] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.45] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.13] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.58] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.74] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.89] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.94] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.49] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.21] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.55] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.56] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.63] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.85] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.22] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.24] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.20] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.00] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.11] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.33] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.59] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.88] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.87] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.05] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.67] \n[02:59.90] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94] \n[03:40.86] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.39] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don’t Cry\n artist: Lil Wayne/XXXTENTACION\n album: Don't Cry\n duration_ms: 249496\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10880\n end_ms: 14950\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14950\n end_ms: 16780\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16780\n end_ms: 22830\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 22830\n end_ms: 25640\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25640\n end_ms: 33640\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33640\n end_ms: 35990\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35990\n end_ms: 38090\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38090\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":13368921,"name":"Don't Cry (cùng với XXXTENTACION)","trackName":"Don't Cry (cùng với XXXTENTACION)","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil Wayne Videos","duration":252.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.08] Yeah\n[00:15.97] C-Five\n[00:17.46] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:25.87] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:34.36] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:36.42] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.52] I see death around the corner\n[00:40.45] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.64] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry (cùng với XXXTENTACION)\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Lil Wayne Videos\n duration_ms: 252000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 12080\n end_ms: 15970\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 15970\n end_ms: 17460\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 17460\n end_ms: 25870\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25870\n end_ms: 34360\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 34360\n end_ms: 36420\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 36420\n end_ms: 38520\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38520\n end_ms: 40450\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 40450\n end_ms: 42640\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":23821564,"name":"Dont Cry","trackName":"Dont Cry","artistName":"Lil Wayne","albumName":"Lil.Wayne-Waynes.World.-(2006)-[NoFS]","duration":349.2832649,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.88] Yeah\n[00:14.95] C-Five\n[00:16.78] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:22.83] \n[00:25.64] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.64] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.99] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.09] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.85] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.44] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.31] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.63] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.85] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.25] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.10] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.50] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.59] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.66] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.18] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.38] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.32] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.66] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.85] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.76] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.91] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.46] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.38] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.45] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.13] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.58] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.74] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.89] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.94] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.49] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.21] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.55] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.56] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.63] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.85] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.22] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.24] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.20] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.00] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.11] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.33] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.59] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.88] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.87] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.05] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.67] \n[02:59.90] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94] \n[03:40.86] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.39] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dont Cry\n artist: Lil Wayne\n album: Lil.Wayne-Waynes.World.-(2006)-[NoFS]\n duration_ms: 349283\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10880\n end_ms: 14950\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14950\n end_ms: 16780\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16780\n end_ms: 22830\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 22830\n end_ms: 25640\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25640\n end_ms: 33640\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33640\n end_ms: 35990\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35990\n end_ms: 38090\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38090\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":23686879,"name":"Don't Cry","trackName":"Don't Cry","artistName":"Lil' Wayne","albumName":"Lil.Wayne-The.Suffix.(Official.Mixtape)-(2005)-[NoFS]","duration":343.562449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nC-Five\n\nDon't cry, don't go\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n\nWhile you're staring into the clouds\nI'm I rising or they comin' down?\nI see death around the corner\nAnd the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\nWhat do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:10.88] Yeah\n[00:14.95] C-Five\n[00:16.78] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:22.83] \n[00:25.64] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:33.64] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:35.99] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.09] I see death around the corner\n[00:39.85] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.44] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.31] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:46.63] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.06] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:50.85] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.25] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.10] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.26] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.50] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.59] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:03.66] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.18] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.38] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.32] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.62] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.37] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:16.66] Bring me back to life\n[01:17.85] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:19.76] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:21.91] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.46] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.38] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:34.26] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.45] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:51.13] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.50] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.58] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:05.74] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:07.89] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:09.94] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.49] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.21] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:16.67] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:19.55] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:21.56] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:23.63] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:25.85] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:27.93] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.22] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.24] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.20] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.00] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.11] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.12] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.33] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:44.59] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:46.88] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:48.87] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.05] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:55.67] \n[02:59.90] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:16.94] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:22.94] \n[03:40.86] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:55.39] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:57.98] Rest in paradise\n[03:58.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Don't Cry\n artist: Lil' Wayne\n album: Lil.Wayne-The.Suffix.(Official.Mixtape)-(2005)-[NoFS]\n duration_ms: 343562\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 10880\n end_ms: 14950\n- text: C-Five\n start_ms: 14950\n end_ms: 16780\n- text: Don't cry, don't go\n start_ms: 16780\n end_ms: 22830\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 22830\n end_ms: 25640\n- text: Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n start_ms: 25640\n end_ms: 33640\n- text: While you're staring into the clouds\n start_ms: 33640\n end_ms: 35990\n- text: I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n start_ms: 35990\n end_ms: 38090\n- text: I see death around the corner\n start_ms: 38090\n end_ms: 39850\n- text: And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n start_ms: 39850\n end_ms: 42440\n- text: What do I do now? 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Who gon' find me, how?\n Nowhere to turn but around and round\n Just another nigga that done lost his head\n No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n I am not number one, it's true\n I'm number 9-27-82\n Color blind, even if I may be blue\n A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\n But I'm hungry, so hungry\n Need my family tree next to a money tree\n With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n I sip from the fountain of youth\n So if I die young, blame the juice\n Bury me in New Orleans\n Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n Bring me back to life\n Got to lose a life just to have a life\n But if heaven's as good as advertised\n I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\n Talent is god-given, be grateful\n Fame is not a given, be humble\n Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n And sometimes there is no music\n We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n That woman carried the future\n And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n Don't call it a comeback\n It was dark, now the sun back\n Hit me hard, but I punched back\n\n The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n It's suicide or it's do or die?\n It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n Lord knows who I'm there for\n I give my last breath to effort\n Mama tell me to be careful\n Voice in my head give me an earful\n But I got mind control over my control\n I lost control but knew I'd find control\n I let God control what I cannot control\n Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\n Don't cry, stay tuned\n And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n Rest in paradise\n"},{"id":13072574,"name":"Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. 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Who gon' find me, how?\nNowhere to turn but around and round\nJust another nigga that done lost his head\nNo, a fucking king that forgot his crown\nI am not number one, it's true\nI'm number 9-27-82\nColor blind, even if I may be blue\nA lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n\nBut I'm hungry, so hungry\nNeed my family tree next to a money tree\nWith a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\nWith a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\nI sip from the fountain of youth\nSo if I die young, blame the juice\nBury me in New Orleans\nTombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\nBring me back to life\nGot to lose a life just to have a life\nBut if heaven's as good as advertised\nI want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie, I fuckin' love you\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n\nTalent is god-given, be grateful\nFame is not a given, be humble\nConceit is self-driven, drive carefully\nStay in your own lane, seat buckled\nAnd sometimes there is no music\nWe toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\nThat woman carried the future\nAnd Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\nDon't call it a comeback\nIt was dark, now the sun back\nHit me hard, but I punched back\n\nThe wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\nIt's suicide or it's do or die?\nIt's newer days and it's bluer skies\nI told myself \"It's just you and I\"\nThen the breeze came and it blew my mind\nLord knows who I'm there for\nI give my last breath to effort\nMama tell me to be careful\nVoice in my head give me an earful\nBut I got mind control over my control\nI lost control but knew I'd find control\nI let God control what I cannot control\nCan't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\nDon't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\nWon't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n\nDon't cry, stay tuned\nAnd triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\nRest in paradise","syncedLyrics":"[00:12.08] Yeah\n[00:15.97] C-Five\n[00:17.46] Don't cry, don't go\n[00:25.87] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you, whoa!\n[00:34.36] While you're staring into the clouds\n[00:36.42] I'm I rising or they comin' down?\n[00:38.52] I see death around the corner\n[00:40.45] And the U-turn sign's lookin' like a smile\n[00:42.64] What do I do now? Who gon' find me, how?\n[00:44.88] Nowhere to turn but around and round\n[00:47.05] Just another nigga that done lost his head\n[00:49.19] No, a fucking king that forgot his crown\n[00:51.22] I am not number one, it's true\n[00:53.58] I'm number 9-27-82\n[00:55.43] Color blind, even if I may be blue\n[00:57.68] A lot on my plate, ain't my favorite food\n[00:59.75] But I'm hungry, so hungry\n[01:01.83] Need my family tree next to a money tree\n[01:04.17] With a bunch of leaves in the Garden of Eden\n[01:06.37] With a bunch of Eves, no fruit punch for me\n[01:08.55] I sip from the fountain of youth\n[01:10.76] So if I die young, blame the juice\n[01:12.86] Bury me in New Orleans\n[01:14.95] Tombstone reads \"Don't cry, stay tuned\"\n[01:17.06] Bring me back to life\n[01:18.02] Got to lose a life just to have a life\n[01:20.19] But if heaven's as good as advertised\n[01:22.33] I want a triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[01:25.55] Rest in paradise\n[01:26.64] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:29.64] \n[01:34.58] Won't lie, I fuckin' love you\n[01:42.83] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[01:47.31] \n[01:51.42] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry, don't cry)\n[01:59.64] Talent is god-given, be grateful\n[02:01.80] Fame is not a given, be humble\n[02:03.88] Conceit is self-driven, drive carefully\n[02:06.27] Stay in your own lane, seat buckled\n[02:08.43] And sometimes there is no music\n[02:10.53] We toot our own horns, rum-bum-bum-bum\n[02:12.82] That woman carried the future\n[02:14.71] And Tunechi was born like \"dun-dun-dun-dun\"\n[02:17.69] Don't call it a comeback\n[02:20.11] It was dark, now the sun back\n[02:22.33] Hit me hard, but I punched back\n[02:24.37] The wheels fell off, I rode the hubcap\n[02:26.46] It's suicide or it's do or die?\n[02:28.52] It's newer days and it's bluer skies\n[02:30.72] I told myself \"It's just you and I\"\n[02:32.88] Then the breeze came and it blew my mind\n[02:34.90] Lord knows who I'm there for\n[02:36.50] I give my last breath to effort\n[02:38.73] Mama tell me to be careful\n[02:40.67] Voice in my head give me an earful\n[02:42.87] But I got mind control over my control\n[02:45.29] I lost control but knew I'd find control\n[02:47.22] I let God control what I cannot control\n[02:49.48] Can't control the tears, let them drop and roll\n[02:51.78] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[02:59.96] Won't lie (Don't cry, don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife)\n[03:08.33] Don't cry (Don't cry, don't cry), don't go (Why, oh why?)\n[03:17.13] Won't lie (Don't cry), I fuckin' love you (Don't cry)\n[03:26.94] \n[03:40.64] Don't cry, stay tuned\n[03:48.98] \n[03:56.07] And triple extension on my motherfuckin' afterlife\n[03:58.75] Rest in paradise\n[03:59.72] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Lil Wayne - Don't Cry ft. 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