[{"id":35652844,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"MC Ren","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: MC Ren\n  duration_ms: 236000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":22530240,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren - Topic","albumName":"MC Ren - Topic Videos","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren - Topic\n  album: MC Ren - Topic Videos\n  duration_ms: 236000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"},{"id":7476500,"name":"I Don't Give a Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give a Damn","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"The Villain In Black","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give a Damn\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: The Villain In Black\n  duration_ms: 235000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":17498961,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"null","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: 'null'\n  duration_ms: 236000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"},{"id":33808989,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"3:56","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: 3:56\n  duration_ms: 235000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":34989961,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"The Villain In Black","duration":281.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(Chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(Chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: The Villain In Black\n  duration_ms: 281000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'Cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'Cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'Cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'Cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'Cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (Chorus)\n"},{"id":22497600,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn (Paused)","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn (Paused)","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"The Villain In Black","duration":235.466,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn (Paused)\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: The Villain In Black\n  duration_ms: 235466\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"},{"id":37864664,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn [Explicit]","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn [Explicit]","artistName":"MC Ren","albumName":"The Villain In Black [Explicit]","duration":235.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn [Explicit]\n  artist: MC Ren\n  album: The Villain In Black [Explicit]\n  duration_ms: 235000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"},{"id":38234523,"name":"I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"MC Ren - Topic","albumName":"","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: MC Ren - Topic\n  instrumental: false\n  duration_ms: 126000\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"},{"id":38079139,"name":"MC Ren I Don't Give A Damn","trackName":"MC Ren I Don't Give A Damn","artistName":"eL ZapaaTaa","albumName":"eL ZapaaTaa Videos","duration":236.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Who wanna step into the room?\nWhere that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\nDroppin' shit like in the past\nRated double x, you in trouble when I hex\nNiggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\nF**k the president and his red, white, and blue\nI never leave a clue with the shit that I do\nSport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\nComin' with this phat shit just last night\nThe mad scientist from the center of the earth\nDroppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\nNiggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\nBut um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\nF**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\nWhat the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\nYou're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\nDamn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\nAnd I don't give a damn\n\nThree strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\nWhat can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\nI ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\nI'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\nMake ya wanna shoot the police in the back\nI'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\nThe great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\nA buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\nI don't give a damn, I created this shit\nWith the real niggaz way back in '87\nNiggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\nFools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\nSo get the hell away from my throne or a zone\nMy b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\nF**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\nAnd f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\nI don't give a damn\n\n(chorus)\n\nWho be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\nRen be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\nThe bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\nWhen bitch made niggaz come and try\nBe a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\nNigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\nNiggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\nThey can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\nThen I explode, better hide your neck\nYa new whack niggaz never get my respect\nThen center of the earth is where I dwell\nYour shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\nSo back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\nAnd othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\nBut ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n(chorus)","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: MC Ren I Don't Give A Damn\n  artist: eL ZapaaTaa\n  album: eL ZapaaTaa Videos\n  duration_ms: 236000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Who wanna step into the room?\n  Where that nigga ren be at, makin' shit that's phat\n  'cause in '95 I gotta hustle for yo ass\n  Droppin' shit like in the past\n  Rated double x, you in trouble when I hex\n  Niggaz that be actin' like hoes of the opposite sex\n  'cause fool I'm a soldier with a regiment\n  10, 000 niggaz marchin' to your residence\n  F**k the president and his red, white, and blue\n  I never leave a clue with the shit that I do\n  Sport the black 80, creepin' with the flashlight\n  Comin' with this phat shit just last night\n  The mad scientist from the center of the earth\n  Droppin' crazy shit whenever I drop a verse\n  Niggaz in a rage, wanna see me in a cage\n  But um, I cocked the gauge when the ink hits the page\n  F**k a grammy show and your mammy so now\n  What the f**k ya gonna do when I bust out the zoo\n  'cause ya don't know really who you're f**kin' with\n  You're f**kin' with the nigga ren with the phat shit\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n  Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn\n  And I don't give a damn\n\n  Three strikes for who? a nigga fallin' in the trap\n  What can I do to keep from fallin' off the map?\n  I ain't your everyday nigga just with a rhyme\n  I'll give ya that I don't give a f**k frame of mind\n  Make ya wanna shoot the police in the back\n  I'm crazy like hady, 'cause devils be shady\n  The great elephant nigga hangin' on box\n\n  A buffalo soldier without the dreadlocks\n  I don't give a damn, I created this shit\n  With the real niggaz way back in '87\n  Niggaz walkin' on my footprints in nine five\n  Fools hit 'em foul, can't hit a line drive\n  So get the hell away from my throne or a zone\n  My b-boy stance and shit is kinda full grown\n  F**k the police 'cause I still feel the same\n  And f**k a lotta niggaz bein' whack at the game\n  I don't give a damn\n\n  (chorus)\n\n  Who be talkin' shit about the great elephant?\n  Ren be bustin' raps, niggaz bustin' caps\n  The bitch made nigga killa, that's who I be\n  When bitch made niggaz come and try\n  Be a politician kidnapp, who gives a f**k about 'em\n  Nigga never gave a f**k, I can live without 'em\n  Niggaz wanna journey down the black brick road\n  They can see me changin' in an I don't give a f**k mode\n  Then I explode, better hide your neck\n  Ya new whack niggaz never get my respect\n  Then center of the earth is where I dwell\n  Your shit never sell, I got 'cha trippin' in a livin' hell\n  So back the f**k out my way, that's what I'm sayin'\n  'cause I'll be havin' hypocrite niggaz balls hangin'\n  And othe bitch niggaz, be go lickin' 'em\n  But ren just keep on pickin' 'em and slam\n  'cause I don't give a God damn\n\n  (chorus)\n"}]