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Angel Dust","artistName":"Mac Miller","albumName":"Mac Miller","duration":222.701875,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah, yeah, um\nUh\n\nLadies and gentlemen\nYeah, whew, that drip\nYeah, okay\n\nWritin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days\nThey wanna put me in the psycho watch, everyone's afraid\nOf what I do inside my studio, worried I'ma lose control\nThey rufflin' my feathers and they shufflin' the Yu-Gi-Oh!\n\nExecution flow, at your neck like new cologne\nUno, dos, bitch, I'm in your head like Freddy Krueger though\n(My brain fried, always chasin' the same high)\n(I am too fucked up to function, do nothin' but waste time)\n\nWoke up annihilated, lyin' on the pavement\nCovered in items I regurgitated under a fire escape\nAnd I know that it's Friday, 'cause every Friday they have a parade\nIn front of city hall, hear 'em celebrate, they havin' a ball\n\nMy pupils dilated, highly dehydrated\nI'm lost inside a giant matrix, isolate myself from eyes I find contagious\nJump above the comedown\nI'm strung out, noddin' off inside the dugout\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nPlease don't fuck with the angel dust\n\nOh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n(Aw! Shit)","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.95] Yeah, yeah, um\n[00:07.36] Uh\n[00:09.94] \n[00:12.96] Ladies and gentlemen\n[00:16.95] Yeah, whew, that drip\n[00:21.56] Yeah, okay\n[00:24.72] Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days\n[00:27.29] They wanna put me in the psycho watch, everyone's afraid\n[00:30.13] Of what I do inside my studio, worried I'ma lose control\n[00:33.55] They rufflin' my feathers and they shufflin' the Yu-Gi-Oh!\n[00:37.24] Execution flow, at your neck like new cologne\n[00:40.18] Uno, dos, bitch, I'm in your head like Freddy Krueger though\n[00:43.13] (My brain fried, always chasin' the same high)\n[00:45.42] (I am too fucked up to function, do nothin' but waste time)\n[00:48.74] Woke up annihilated, lyin' on the pavement\n[00:51.00] Covered in items I regurgitated under a fire escape\n[00:54.48] And I know that it's Friday, 'cause every Friday they have a parade\n[00:57.57] In front of city hall, hear 'em celebrate, they havin' a ball\n[01:00.82] My pupils dilated, highly dehydrated\n[01:03.43] I'm lost inside a giant matrix, isolate myself from eyes I find contagious\n[01:09.12] Jump above the comedown\n[01:10.81] I'm strung out, noddin' off inside the dugout\n[01:13.79] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[01:16.91] Feels so good to feel this free\n[01:20.03] What are you afraid of? Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.05] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.02] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.38] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.99] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.70] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.73] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.96] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.36] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.09] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.22] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.88] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.78] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.66] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.23] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.53] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.14] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.27] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.55] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.49] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.64] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.76] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.80] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.25] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.08] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.20] \n[03:25.81] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.14] \n[03:35.67] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.80] (Aw! Shit)\n[03:41.06] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 04. 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Tell me what you made of\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n  The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n  And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n  She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\n  Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n  You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n  He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n  His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\n  What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n  Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n  Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n  And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? (Woo!) 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nPlease don't fuck with the angel dust\n\nOh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n(Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.05] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.02] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.38] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.99] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.70] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.73] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.96] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.36] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.09] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.22] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.88] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.78] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.66] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.23] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.53] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.14] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.27] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.55] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.49] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.64] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.76] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.80] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.25] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.08] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.20] \n[03:25.81] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.14] \n[03:35.67] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.80] (Aw! Shit)\n[03:41.06] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Angel Dust (Feat. 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nPlease don't fuck with the angel dust\n\nOh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n(Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.05] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.02] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.38] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.99] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.70] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.73] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.96] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.36] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.09] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.22] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.88] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.78] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.66] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.23] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.53] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.14] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.27] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.55] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.49] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.64] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.76] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.80] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.25] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.08] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.20] \n[03:25.81] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.14] \n[03:35.67] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.80] (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.07] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.01] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.31] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.94] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.76] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.72] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.92] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.33] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.01] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.27] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.82] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.73] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.63] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.28] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.55] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.19] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.24] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.59] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.47] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.69] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.70] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.83] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.28] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.06] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.18] \n[03:25.86] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.19] \n[03:35.61] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.84] (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n  What are you afraid of? 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? 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(Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.47] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.69] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.70] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.83] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.28] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.06] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.18] \n[03:25.86] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.19] \n[03:35.61] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.84] (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.07] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.01] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.31] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.94] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.76] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.72] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.92] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.33] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.01] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.27] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.82] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.73] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.63] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.28] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.55] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.19] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.24] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.59] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.47] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.69] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.70] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.83] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.28] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.06] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.18] \n[03:25.86] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.19] \n[03:35.61] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.84] (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.07] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.01] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.31] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.94] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.76] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.72] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.92] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.33] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.01] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.27] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.82] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.73] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.63] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.28] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.55] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.19] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.24] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.59] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.47] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.69] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.70] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.83] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.28] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.06] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.18] \n[03:25.86] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.19] \n[03:35.61] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.84] (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nPlease don't fuck with the angel dust\n\nOh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n(Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.05] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.02] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.38] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.99] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.70] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.73] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.96] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.36] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.09] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.22] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.88] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.78] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.66] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.23] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.53] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.14] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.27] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.55] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.49] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.64] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.76] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.80] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.25] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.08] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.20] \n[03:25.81] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.14] \n[03:35.67] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.80] (Aw! 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It's just a little angel dust\n  start_ms: 82870\n  end_ms: 86050\n- text: La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n  start_ms: 86050\n  end_ms: 89120\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 89120\n  end_ms: 92020\n- text: La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n  start_ms: 92020\n  end_ms: 95380\n- text: La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 95380\n  end_ms: 97990\n- text: Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n  start_ms: 97990\n  end_ms: 101700\n- text: The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n  start_ms: 101700\n  end_ms: 105730\n- text: And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n  start_ms: 105730\n  end_ms: 107960\n- text: She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n  start_ms: 107960\n  end_ms: 111360\n- text: Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n  start_ms: 111360\n  end_ms: 114090\n- text: You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n  start_ms: 114090\n  end_ms: 117220\n- text: He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n  start_ms: 117220\n  end_ms: 119880\n- text: His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n  start_ms: 119880\n  end_ms: 122780\n- text: What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n  start_ms: 122780\n  end_ms: 125660\n- text: Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n  start_ms: 125660\n  end_ms: 129230\n- text: Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n  start_ms: 129230\n  end_ms: 132530\n- text: And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n  start_ms: 132530\n  end_ms: 135140\n- text: Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  start_ms: 135140\n  end_ms: 138270\n- text: Feels so good to feel this free\n  start_ms: 138270\n  end_ms: 141550\n- text: What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n  start_ms: 141550\n  end_ms: 144490\n- text: What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n  start_ms: 144490\n  end_ms: 147580\n- text: La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n  start_ms: 147580\n  end_ms: 150640\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 150640\n  end_ms: 153760\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n  start_ms: 153760\n  end_ms: 156800\n- text: La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 156800\n  end_ms: 162250\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 162250\n  end_ms: 181670\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 181670\n  end_ms: 185450\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 185450\n  end_ms: 194080\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 194080\n  end_ms: 198200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 198200\n  end_ms: 205810\n- text: Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 205810\n  end_ms: 210140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 210140\n  end_ms: 215670\n- text: Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 215670\n  end_ms: 220800\n- text: (Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n  The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n  And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n  She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\n  Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n  You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n  He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n  His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\n  What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n  Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n  Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n  And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  (Aw! Shit)\n"},{"id":18560926,"name":"Angel Dust (feat. King Ralph Of Malibu)","trackName":"Angel Dust (feat. 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? 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(Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n  start_ms: 141550\n  end_ms: 144490\n- text: What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n  start_ms: 144490\n  end_ms: 147580\n- text: La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n  start_ms: 147580\n  end_ms: 150640\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 150640\n  end_ms: 153760\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n  start_ms: 153760\n  end_ms: 156800\n- text: La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 156800\n  end_ms: 162250\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 162250\n  end_ms: 181670\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 181670\n  end_ms: 185450\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 185450\n  end_ms: 194080\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 194080\n  end_ms: 198200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 198200\n  end_ms: 205810\n- text: Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 205810\n  end_ms: 210140\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 210140\n  end_ms: 215670\n- text: Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 215670\n  end_ms: 220800\n- text: (Aw! Shit)\n  start_ms: 220800\n  end_ms: 221060\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 221060\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah, um\n  Uh\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  Yeah, whew, that drip\n  Yeah, okay\n\n  Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days\n  They wanna put me in the psycho watch, everyone's afraid\n  Of what I do inside my studio, worried I'ma lose control\n  They rufflin' my feathers and they shufflin' the Yu-Gi-Oh!\n\n  Execution flow, at your neck like new cologne\n  Uno, dos, bitch, I'm in your head like Freddy Krueger though\n  (My brain fried, always chasin' the same high)\n  (I am too fucked up to function, do nothin' but waste time)\n\n  Woke up annihilated, lyin' on the pavement\n  Covered in items I regurgitated under a fire escape\n  And I know that it's Friday, 'cause every Friday they have a parade\n  In front of city hall, hear 'em celebrate, they havin' a ball\n\n  My pupils dilated, highly dehydrated\n  I'm lost inside a giant matrix, isolate myself from eyes I find contagious\n  Jump above the comedown\n  I'm strung out, noddin' off inside the dugout\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? Tell me what you made of\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n  The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n  And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n  She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\n  Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n  You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n  He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n  His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\n  What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n  Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n  Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n  And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? (Woo!) 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Tell me what you made of\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nYeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\nThe chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\nAnd what's an angel with a missin' halo?\nShe would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\nFound a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\nYou know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\nHe's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\nHis agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\nWhat I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\nNot Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\nHurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\nAnd now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\nDon't be scared, just come with me, yeah\nFeels so good to feel this free\nWhat are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\nWhat are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\nLa-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\nLa-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\nLa-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nDon't fuck with the angel dust\n\nPlease don't fuck with the angel dust\n\nOh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n(Aw! 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.87] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n[01:26.05] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n[01:29.12] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n[01:32.02] La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n[01:35.38] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[01:37.99] Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n[01:41.70] The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n[01:45.73] And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n[01:47.96] She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n[01:51.36] Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n[01:54.09] You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n[01:57.22] He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n[01:59.88] His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n[02:02.78] What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n[02:05.66] Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n[02:09.23] Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n[02:12.53] And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n[02:15.14] Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n[02:18.27] Feels so good to feel this free\n[02:21.55] What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.49] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.64] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.76] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.80] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.25] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.08] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.20] \n[03:25.81] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.14] \n[03:35.67] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.80] (Aw! Shit)\n[03:41.06] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Angel Dust (feat. 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Tell me what you made of\n[01:22.85] What are you afraid of? 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(Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n[02:24.47] What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n[02:27.58] La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n[02:30.69] La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:33.70] La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n[02:36.83] La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n[02:42.28] \n[03:01.67] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:05.45] \n[03:14.06] Don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:18.18] \n[03:25.86] Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:30.19] \n[03:35.61] Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n[03:40.84] (Aw! Shit)\n[03:41.10] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Angel Dust (Ft. King Ralph Of Malibu) [Prod. 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(Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n  start_ms: 141590\n  end_ms: 144470\n- text: What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n  start_ms: 144470\n  end_ms: 147580\n- text: La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n  start_ms: 147580\n  end_ms: 150690\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 150690\n  end_ms: 153700\n- text: La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n  start_ms: 153700\n  end_ms: 156830\n- text: La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n  start_ms: 156830\n  end_ms: 162280\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 162280\n  end_ms: 181670\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 181670\n  end_ms: 185450\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 185450\n  end_ms: 194060\n- text: Don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 194060\n  end_ms: 198180\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 198180\n  end_ms: 205860\n- text: Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 205860\n  end_ms: 210190\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 210190\n  end_ms: 215610\n- text: Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  start_ms: 215610\n  end_ms: 220840\n- text: (Aw! Shit)\n  start_ms: 220840\n  end_ms: 221100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 221100\nplain: |-\n  Yeah, yeah, um\n  Uh\n\n  Ladies and gentlemen\n  Yeah, whew, that drip\n  Yeah, okay\n\n  Writin' on writer's block, haven't slept in days\n  They wanna put me in the psycho watch, everyone's afraid\n  Of what I do inside my studio, worried I'ma lose control\n  They rufflin' my feathers and they shufflin' the Yu-Gi-Oh!\n\n  Execution flow, at your neck like new cologne\n  Uno, dos, bitch, I'm in your head like Freddy Krueger though\n  (My brain fried, always chasin' the same high)\n  (I am too fucked up to function, do nothin' but waste time)\n\n  Woke up annihilated, lyin' on the pavement\n  Covered in items I regurgitated under a fire escape\n  And I know that it's Friday, 'cause every Friday they have a parade\n  In front of city hall, hear 'em celebrate, they havin' a ball\n\n  My pupils dilated, highly dehydrated\n  I'm lost inside a giant matrix, isolate myself from eyes I find contagious\n  Jump above the comedown\n  I'm strung out, noddin' off inside the dugout\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? Tell me what you made of\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da (yeah), la-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Yeah, I'm playin' hot potato on a Winnebago\n  The chips are stale, they taste okay though when they dipped in queso\n  And what's an angel with a missin' halo?\n  She would drop outta school to take a trip to DayGlow\n\n  Found a 20 layin' by the sewer rats\n  You know, little Stuart hasn't been in any movies lately\n  He's spent his paychecks on cocaine and latex\n  His agent workin' hard to try and book him a commercial\n\n  What I do should not concern you, do this 'til I turn blue\n  Not Eric Sermon, I'm more Merlin, curses turn 'em into bird food\n  Hurry to make the first move, I'm walkin' like Herschel\n  And now we at the end of verse two, oh\n\n  Don't be scared, just come with me, yeah\n  Feels so good to feel this free\n  What are you afraid of? (Woo!) Tell me what you made of (yeah)\n  What are you afraid of? It's just a little angel dust!\n\n  La-da-da-da-da-da-da-da (yeah)\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da (said it's just a little angel dust)\n  La-da-da-da, la-da-da-da\n  La-da-da-da, ayy (it's just a little angel dust)\n\n  Don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Please don't fuck with the angel dust\n\n  Oh, please don't fuck with the angel dust\n  (Aw! Shit)\n"}]