[{"id":7142569,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Ice Cube, Mack 10","albumName":"In The Movies","duration":276.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Ice Cube, Mack 10\n  album: In The Movies\n  duration_ms: 276000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":11319453,"name":"Maniac in the Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac in the Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 & Ice Cube","albumName":"In the Movies","duration":274.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\ngives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac in the Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 & Ice Cube\n  album: In the Movies\n  duration_ms: 274000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":11508904,"name":"Maniac in the Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac in the Brainiac","artistName":"Ice Cube feat. Mack 10","albumName":"In the Movies","duration":275.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\ngives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac in the Brainiac\n  artist: Ice Cube feat. Mack 10\n  album: In the Movies\n  duration_ms: 275000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":5464693,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 & Ice Cube","albumName":"Bulworth The Soundtrack","duration":276.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 & Ice Cube\n  album: Bulworth The Soundtrack\n  duration_ms: 276000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":9435305,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 & Ice Cube","albumName":"Bulworth The Soundtrack (Explicit Retail)","duration":275.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\ngives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 & Ice Cube\n  album: Bulworth The Soundtrack (Explicit Retail)\n  duration_ms: 275000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":4004575,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 feat. Ice Cube","albumName":"Bulworth The Soundtrack","duration":276.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 feat. Ice Cube\n  album: Bulworth The Soundtrack\n  duration_ms: 276000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":25222158,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 & Ice Cube","albumName":"Bulworth","duration":276.114286,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 & Ice Cube\n  album: Bulworth\n  duration_ms: 276114\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":26019944,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac","artistName":"Mack 10 Feat. Ice Cube","albumName":"Bulworth","duration":276.131701,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac\n  artist: Mack 10 Feat. Ice Cube\n  album: Bulworth\n  duration_ms: 276132\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":4004576,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac (Featuring Mack 10)","trackName":"Maniac In The Brainiac (Featuring Mack 10)","artistName":"Ice Cube","albumName":"In The Movies","duration":276.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\nThe game and the hustle to be real on these streets\nSo here you have it, the brainiac\nIce Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\nYay, yay\n\nWhile ya'll niggas think about the pap\nI think about which Titanic I'mma sink\nThe iceberg with the nice words\nI slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\nY'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\nThe brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\nKeep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\nVerbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\nSigning contracts with automatic jack clause\n\nI get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n'Bout to show these so-called\nWig-splitters and nigg-hitters\nWho the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\nLet my nuts hang on these busts\nAnd hoes see how big my dick is\nManiac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\nAnd teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\nStraight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\nNow we connected\nHe said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\nSo I\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nYou in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\nGot torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\nJust put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\nDetermined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\nUnderground parking, guns start sparkin'\nATF enemies all around start chargin'\nTryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\nAsk me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\nShit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\nGives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\nIt's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\nSo it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\nNow, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\nOr you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\nBut know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\nI'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\nIt's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nWhat's the plan? Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac (Featuring Mack 10)\n  artist: Ice Cube\n  album: In The Movies\n  duration_ms: 276000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  Gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":16519719,"name":"Maniac in the Brainiac (feat. 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Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac in the Brainiac (feat. Mack 10)\n  artist: Ice Cube\n  album: In the Movies\n  duration_ms: 274987\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"},{"id":16502569,"name":"Maniac In The Brainiac (Ft. 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Everything thought out\nEverything bought out, like Bill Gates\nMy niggas love steel weights\nI'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\nI your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\nI act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\nThey know when the brainiac's missin'\nThe big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\nGot all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\nYou argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\nI'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\nDog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\nSo fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\nNow when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\nBut I'mma wait in front of they momma house\nFor that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\nAnd it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\nLayin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nYou do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\nManiac with brainiac, Mack 10\nMy nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\nAnd it's on, feel the chrome\n\nAnd it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\nAnd it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\nWestside, Ice Cube the brainiac\nMack 10 the maniac","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Maniac In The Brainiac (Ft. Mack 10)\n  artist: Ice Cube\n  album: In The Movies\n  duration_ms: 275000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  In every game we gotta have the brains and the muscle\n  The game and the hustle to be real on these streets\n  So here you have it, the brainiac\n  Ice Cube with the maniac, Mack 10\n  Yay, yay\n\n  While ya'll niggas think about the pap\n  I think about which Titanic I'mma sink\n  The iceberg with the nice words\n  I slice verbs and predicts, ghetto etiquette\n  Y'all better get, this dime-mega shit\n\n  The brainiac, the theory be conspiracy\n  Keep my eye on the birdie, but never get my hands dirty\n  Verbally call the maniac and his attack dogs\n  Signing contracts with automatic jack clause\n\n  I get full of their shit and take flight on these niggas\n  'Bout to show these so-called\n  Wig-splitters and nigg-hitters\n  Who the man be, and what the number one clique is\n\n  Let my nuts hang on these busts\n  And hoes see how big my dick is\n  Maniac Mack 10 always keep the heat toted\n  And teflon tips keep the .44 loaded\n\n  Straight quoted in nine-trey by the dime\n  Now we connected\n  He said, \"Mack, when you westsidin' and ridin' is expected\"\n  So I\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  You in the Stargate, tryin' to escape, it's not an option\n  Got torture techniques for them lies, don't ever lie\n  Just put the car in drive, we can go ride, get this money\n  Determined as the energized bunny, make a left\n\n  Underground parking, guns start sparkin'\n  ATF enemies all around start chargin'\n  Tryin' to fuck up my new suit and my weekend\n  Ask me what you want, you bitch, I ain't speakin'\n\n  Shit, I gives a fuck what the next nigga think\n  gives a fuck how much bitch you say you ain't\n  It's like this on mine, potna, by all means, I got the ball\n  So it's your life, not mine nigga, so you make the call\n\n  Now, I can blow your brains out, punk and act the fuckin' fool\n  Or you can hand your guns over, and let everything be cool\n  But know this, I won't hesitate to peel your wig back\n  I'm off that wet-bomb and the whole fifty yak\n  It's Mack the maniac, nigga\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  What's the plan? Everything thought out\n  Everything bought out, like Bill Gates\n  My niggas love steel weights\n  I'm still great, after 12 muthafuckin' years\n  I your ass after 12 muthafuckin' beers\n\n  I act kind to my peers and everybody that listen\n  They know when the brainiac's missin'\n  The big fish, hangin' with the chicken hawk\n  Got all the haters, claimin' that they wanna talk\n\n  You argue wit 'em and negotiate, and I really wanna kill 'em\n  I'm tired of the bullshit, man I really wanna peel 'em\n  Dog, I knew they were scareless 'cause my brother Snoop told us\n  So fuck the money and the dope that they punk-ass owe us\n\n  Now when I see 'em, it ain't no question it's all the way on\n  But I'mma wait in front of they momma house\n  For that one nigga to get home and when I gun, watch his body jump\n  And it's all going to amaze me to see his own self\n  Layin' there with his own brains on the pavement\n\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  You do the drivin', while I do the jackin'\n  Maniac with brainiac, Mack 10\n  My nigga if you plot it, best believe I got it\n  And it's on, feel the chrome\n\n  And it's on, keep takin' 'til it's gone\n  And it's on, feel the wrath of the chrome\n  Westside, Ice Cube the brainiac\n  Mack 10 the maniac\n"}]