[{"id":15502439,"name":"Electric Kool Aid","trackName":"Electric Kool Aid","artistName":"Madison Acid/TV Girl","albumName":"Maddie Acid's Purple Hearts Club Band","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Acid, my name and reputation\nJust a foot soldier in the fated nation\nDealin' dope to these no-hope kids\nAnd living life like a paid vacation\nI don't advertise, I just patch addictions\nThey all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\nBut no prescriptions, I got what they need\nFrom the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\nI make a lot of money off of so-called junk\nAnd they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\nNah man they would crawl through the mud\nJust to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\nIn the land of the waves, weed gets laced\nDragons get chased\nYou know what they say\nYou take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\nTake three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n(What you want, what you need I deliever\nWhat you- what you- what you want, what you need I deliever\nPut- put it bearer in my name of us\nOh can I say, everything I blame is good\nWhat you- what you- what you want, what you want\nWhat you- what you- what you- need I need I deliever\nJust- just- ju-ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\nPush it real good)\nFrom grass to ash, dust gets puffed\nAnd these fiends get killed by the things they love\nBut I don't got time to get too philosophic\nI don't make friends, I make a profit\nStill got a brand that's on my pocket\nThe Feds can't stop it\nWhen the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\nIt's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\nThat's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\nI've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\nI've seen priests get high and go to heaven\nCops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\nThey got one thing in common: they always come back\nI just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\nIn a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\nI've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\nI invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n(What you want, what you need, I deliever\nWhat you- what you- what you need I deliever\nPut- put it bearer in my name of us\nOh, can I say, everything I blame is good\nWhat you want, wan' wan', what you need, nee' nee' need I deliever\nJust, jus' jus' ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\nPush it real good)\n(\"Lookie here\nWhat's that?\nIt's heroin\nWill it make me sick like the reefers did?\nWell go on and try it. I dare ya\"\n\"How much does it cost?\"\n\"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free\nGo on, I dare ya\")\nTabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\nBig chunks of wax, big shards of glass\nCoke with no crash, too bad it don't last\nFlip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\nSay \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\nBitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\nCatnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\nIf I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\nBut I can take you higher\nHigher than a bird on a wire\nHair on fire like Richard Pryor\nPeace to Sam Kinison, smokin' a little bit of ritalin\nHave you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\nCandy is dandy, but crystal's king\nGot that shit that'll make you sing\nGot that shit that'll flick your bean\n'Til your skin turns green\nAnd your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\nGot tar so black it absorbs the light\nGot lines so white they distort your sight\nGot leaves so green that they're almost blue\nPlus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\nGot these psychedelic pills, the best of all\nOne makes you large and one makes you small\nOne makes you crazy, one makes you sane\nAnd I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\nPush it, push it, push it real\nPush it real, push it real good\n(\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later\")\nPush it, push it, push it real\nPush it real, push it real good\n(\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it\nThat's right, kid, you oughta go on the needle\nThat oughta hold me for a while, I hocked my camera to get this stuff\")\n","syncedLyrics":"[00:20.41] Acid, my name and reputation\n[00:22.61] Just a foot soldier in the fated nation\n[00:25.62] Dealin' dope to these no-hope kids\n[00:27.46] And living life like a paid vacation\n[00:30.02] I don't advertise, I just patch addictions\n[00:32.62] They all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\n[00:35.14] But no prescriptions, I got what they need\n[00:37.34] From the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\n[00:40.06] I make a lot of money off of so-called junk\n[00:42.70] And they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\n[00:45.34] Nah man they would crawl through the mud\n[00:47.30] Just to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\n[00:49.79] In the land of the waves, weed gets laced\n[00:52.53] Dragons get chased\n[00:53.70] You know what they say\n[00:54.62] You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n[00:57.58] Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n[01:00.26] (What you want, what you need I deliever\n[01:02.18] What you- what you- what you want, what you need I deliever\n[01:04.55] Put- put it bearer in my name of us\n[01:07.69] Oh can I say, everything I blame is good\n[01:10.24] What you- what you- what you want, what you want\n[01:12.13] What you- what you- what you- need I need I deliever\n[01:14.84] Just- just- ju-ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\n[01:18.86] Push it real good)\n[01:19.65] From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n[01:22.00] And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n[01:24.61] But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n[01:27.04] I don't make friends, I make a profit\n[01:29.12] Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n[01:30.97] The Feds can't stop it\n[01:31.81] When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n[01:34.97] It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n[01:36.74] That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n[01:39.29] I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n[01:42.38] I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n[01:44.61] Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n[01:46.81] They got one thing in common: they always come back\n[01:49.41] I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n[01:51.82] In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n[01:54.61] I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n[01:56.57] I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n[01:59.76] (What you want, what you need, I deliever\n[02:01.61] What you- what you- what you need I deliever\n[02:04.33] Put- put it bearer in my name of us\n[02:07.04] Oh, can I say, everything I blame is good\n[02:09.57] What you want, wan' wan', what you need, nee' nee' need I deliever\n[02:12.76] Just, jus' jus' ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\n[02:18.33] Push it real good)\n[02:19.49] (\"Lookie here\n[02:20.88] What's that?\n[02:22.25] It's heroin\n[02:24.52] Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\n[02:26.96] Well go on and try it. I dare ya\"\n[02:30.44] \"How much does it cost?\"\n[02:31.53] \"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free\n[02:34.69] Go on, I dare ya\")\n[02:39.01] Tabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\n[02:41.09] Big chunks of wax, big shards of glass\n[02:43.85] Coke with no crash, too bad it don't last\n[02:46.21] Flip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\n[02:48.73] Say \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\n[02:50.73] Bitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\n[02:53.74] Catnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\n[02:56.12] If I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\n[02:58.65] But I can take you higher\n[03:00.01] Higher than a bird on a wire\n[03:01.85] Hair on fire like Richard Pryor\n[03:03.72] Peace to Sam Kinison, smokin' a little bit of ritalin\n[03:06.49] Have you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\n[03:08.78] Candy is dandy, but crystal's king\n[03:10.94] Got that shit that'll make you sing\n[03:12.64] Got that shit that'll flick your bean\n[03:14.53] 'Til your skin turns green\n[03:16.00] And your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\n[03:18.17] Got tar so black it absorbs the light\n[03:20.69] Got lines so white they distort your sight\n[03:23.21] Got leaves so green that they're almost blue\n[03:25.60] Plus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\n[03:28.25] Got these psychedelic pills, the best of all\n[03:30.74] One makes you large and one makes you small\n[03:33.29] One makes you crazy, one makes you sane\n[03:35.82] And I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\n[03:38.25] Push it, push it, push it real\n[03:41.28] Push it real, push it real good\n[03:43.78] (\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later\")\n[03:48.18] Push it, push it, push it real\n[03:51.01] Push it real, push it real good\n[03:53.50] (\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it\n[03:55.77] That's right, kid, you oughta go on the needle\n[03:58.40] That oughta hold me for a while, I hocked my camera to get this 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You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n  Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n  (What you want, what you need I deliever\n  What you- what you- what you want, what you need I deliever\n  Put- put it bearer in my name of us\n  Oh can I say, everything I blame is good\n  What you- what you- what you want, what you want\n  What you- what you- what you- need I need I deliever\n  Just- just- ju-ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\n  Push it real good)\n  From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n  And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n  But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n  I don't make friends, I make a profit\n  Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n  The Feds can't stop it\n  When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n  It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n  That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n  I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n  I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n  Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n  They got one thing in common: they always come back\n  I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n  In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n  I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n  I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n  (What you want, what you need, I deliever\n  What you- what you- what you need I deliever\n  Put- put it bearer in my name of us\n  Oh, can I say, everything I blame is good\n  What you want, wan' wan', what you need, nee' nee' need I deliever\n  Just, jus' jus' ju-just say no, the neighbour who drugdealer\n  Push it real good)\n  (\"Lookie here\n  What's that?\n  It's heroin\n  Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\n  Well go on and try it. I dare ya\"\n  \"How much does it cost?\"\n  \"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free\n  Go on, I dare ya\")\n  Tabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\n  Big chunks of wax, big shards of glass\n  Coke with no crash, too bad it don't last\n  Flip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\n  Say \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\n  Bitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\n  Catnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\n  If I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\n  But I can take you higher\n  Higher than a bird on a wire\n  Hair on fire like Richard Pryor\n  Peace to Sam Kinison, smokin' a little bit of ritalin\n  Have you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\n  Candy is dandy, but crystal's king\n  Got that shit that'll make you sing\n  Got that shit that'll flick your bean\n  'Til your skin turns green\n  And your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\n  Got tar so black it absorbs the light\n  Got lines so white they distort your sight\n  Got leaves so green that they're almost blue\n  Plus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\n  Got these psychedelic pills, the best of all\n  One makes you large and one makes you small\n  One makes you crazy, one makes you sane\n  And I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\n  Push it, push it, push it real\n  Push it real, push it real good\n  (\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later\")\n  Push it, push it, push it real\n  Push it real, push it real good\n  (\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it\n  That's right, kid, you oughta go on the needle\n  That oughta hold me for a while, I hocked my camera to get this stuff\")\n"},{"id":27190325,"name":"Madison Acid and TV Girl - Electric Kool Aid","trackName":"Madison Acid and TV Girl - Electric Kool Aid","artistName":"chillwavve","albumName":"","duration":247.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Acid, my name and reputation\n[00:23.44]Just a foot soldier in the fated nation\n[00:25.85]Dealin' dope to these no-hope kids\n[00:28.27]And living life like a paid vacation\n[00:30.93]I don't advertise, I just patch addictions\n[00:33.34]They all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\n[00:35.85]But no prescriptions, I got what they need\n[00:38.21]From the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\n[00:40.71]I make a lot of money off of so-called junk\n[00:43.12]And they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\n[00:45.69]Nah man they would crawl through the mud\n[00:47.92]Just to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\n[00:50.40]In the land of the waves, weak kids waste\n[00:52.79]Dragons get chased\n[00:54.02]You know what they say\n[00:55.24]You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n[00:57.65]Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n[01:20.30]From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n[01:22.75]And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n[01:25.21]But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n[01:27.76]I don't make friends, I make a profit\n[01:30.13]Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n[01:32.22]The Feds can't stop it\n[01:33.25]When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n[01:35.25]It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n[01:37.76]That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n[01:40.23]I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n[01:42.74]I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n[01:45.26]Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n[01:47.74]They got one thing in common: they always come back\n[01:50.21]I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n[01:52.75]In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n[01:55.25]I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n[01:57.54]I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n[02:20.15]\"Lookie here.\"\n[02:21.00]\"What's that?\"\n[02:21.80]\"It's heroin.\"\n[02:23.70]\"Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\"\n[02:26.90]\"Well go on and try it. I dare ya.\"\n[02:30.00]\"How much does it cost?\"\n[02:31.50]\"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free.\n[02:35.40]Go on.\n[02:37.30]I dare ya.\"\n[02:39.50]Tabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\n[02:41.80]Big chunks of wax, big shards of glass\n[02:44.20]Coke with no crash, too bad it don't last\n[02:46.70]Flip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\n[02:49.20]Say \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\n[02:51.60]Bitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\n[02:54.00]Catnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\n[02:56.50]If I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\n[02:59.00]But I can take you higher\n[03:00.60]Higher than a bird on a wire\n[03:02.10]Hair on fire like Richard Pryor\n[03:03.90]Peace to sand, giving some smokin' a little bit of riddle\n[03:06.50]Can have you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\n[03:08.80]Candy is dandy, but crystal's king\n[03:11.20]Got that shit that'll make you sing\n[03:12.50]Got that shit that'll flick your bean\n[03:14.30]'Til your skin turns green\n[03:16.00]And your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\n[03:18.60]Got tar so black it absorbs the light\n[03:21.00]Got lines so white they distort your sight\n[03:23.50]Got leaves so green that they're almost blue\n[03:26.00]Plus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\n[03:28.50]Got these psychedelic pills, the best of all\n[03:31.00]One makes you large and one makes you small\n[03:33.50]One makes you crazy, one makes you sane\n[03:36.00]And I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\n[03:44.15]\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later.\"\n[03:48.50]\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it.\"\n[03:53.40]\"That's right, kid. You oughta go on the needle.\"\n[03:58.50]\"That oughta hold me for a while. I hocked my camera to get this stuff.\"","syncedLyrics":"[00:21.22]Acid, my name and reputation\n[00:23.44]Just a foot soldier in the fated nation\n[00:25.85]Dealin' dope to these no-hope kids\n[00:28.27]And living life like a paid vacation\n[00:30.93]I don't advertise, I just patch addictions\n[00:33.34]They all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\n[00:35.85]But no prescriptions, I got what they need\n[00:38.21]From the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\n[00:40.71]I make a lot of money off of so-called junk\n[00:43.12]And they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\n[00:45.69]Nah man they would crawl through the mud\n[00:47.92]Just to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\n[00:50.40]In the land of the waves, weak kids waste\n[00:52.79]Dragons get chased\n[00:54.02]You know what they say\n[00:55.24]You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n[00:57.65]Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n[01:20.30]From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n[01:22.75]And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n[01:25.21]But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n[01:27.76]I don't make friends, I make a profit\n[01:30.13]Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n[01:32.22]The Feds can't stop it\n[01:33.25]When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n[01:35.25]It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n[01:37.76]That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n[01:40.23]I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n[01:42.74]I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n[01:45.26]Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n[01:47.74]They got one thing in common: they always come back\n[01:50.21]I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n[01:52.75]In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n[01:55.25]I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n[01:57.54]I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n[02:20.15]\"Lookie here.\"\n[02:21.00]\"What's that?\"\n[02:21.80]\"It's heroin.\"\n[02:23.70]\"Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\"\n[02:26.90]\"Well go on and try it. I dare ya.\"\n[02:30.00]\"How much does it cost?\"\n[02:31.50]\"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free.\n[02:35.40]Go on.\n[02:37.30]I dare ya.\"\n[02:39.50]Tabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\n[02:41.80]Big chunks of wax, big shards of glass\n[02:44.20]Coke with no crash, too bad it don't last\n[02:46.70]Flip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\n[02:49.20]Say \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\n[02:51.60]Bitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\n[02:54.00]Catnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\n[02:56.50]If I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\n[02:59.00]But I can take you higher\n[03:00.60]Higher than a bird on a wire\n[03:02.10]Hair on fire like Richard Pryor\n[03:03.90]Peace to sand, giving some smokin' a little bit of riddle\n[03:06.50]Can have you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\n[03:08.80]Candy is dandy, but crystal's king\n[03:11.20]Got that shit that'll make you sing\n[03:12.50]Got that shit that'll flick your bean\n[03:14.30]'Til your skin turns green\n[03:16.00]And your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\n[03:18.60]Got tar so black it absorbs the light\n[03:21.00]Got lines so white they distort your sight\n[03:23.50]Got leaves so green that they're almost blue\n[03:26.00]Plus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\n[03:28.50]Got these psychedelic pills, the best of all\n[03:31.00]One makes you large and one makes you small\n[03:33.50]One makes you crazy, one makes you sane\n[03:36.00]And I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\n[03:44.15]\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later.\"\n[03:48.50]\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it.\"\n[03:53.40]\"That's right, kid. You oughta go on the needle.\"\n[03:58.50]\"That oughta hold me for a while. I hocked my camera to get this stuff.\"","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Madison Acid and TV Girl - Electric Kool Aid\n  artist: chillwavve\n  duration_ms: 247000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Acid, my name and reputation\n  start_ms: 21220\n  end_ms: 23440\n- text: Just a foot soldier in the fated nation\n  start_ms: 23440\n  end_ms: 25850\n- text: Dealin' dope to these no-hope kids\n  start_ms: 25850\n  end_ms: 28270\n- text: And living life like a paid vacation\n  start_ms: 28270\n  end_ms: 30930\n- text: I don't advertise, I just patch addictions\n  start_ms: 30930\n  end_ms: 33340\n- text: They all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\n  start_ms: 33340\n  end_ms: 35850\n- text: But no prescriptions, I got what they need\n  start_ms: 35850\n  end_ms: 38210\n- text: From the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\n  start_ms: 38210\n  end_ms: 40710\n- text: I make a lot of money off of so-called junk\n  start_ms: 40710\n  end_ms: 43120\n- text: And they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\n  start_ms: 43120\n  end_ms: 45690\n- text: Nah man they would crawl through the mud\n  start_ms: 45690\n  end_ms: 47920\n- text: Just to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\n  start_ms: 47920\n  end_ms: 50400\n- text: In the land of the waves, weak kids waste\n  start_ms: 50400\n  end_ms: 52790\n- text: Dragons get chased\n  start_ms: 52790\n  end_ms: 54020\n- text: You know what they say\n  start_ms: 54020\n  end_ms: 55240\n- text: You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n  start_ms: 55240\n  end_ms: 57650\n- text: Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n  start_ms: 57650\n  end_ms: 80300\n- text: From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n  start_ms: 80300\n  end_ms: 82750\n- text: And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n  start_ms: 82750\n  end_ms: 85210\n- text: But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n  start_ms: 85210\n  end_ms: 87760\n- text: I don't make friends, I make a profit\n  start_ms: 87760\n  end_ms: 90130\n- text: Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n  start_ms: 90130\n  end_ms: 92220\n- text: The Feds can't stop it\n  start_ms: 92220\n  end_ms: 93250\n- text: When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n  start_ms: 93250\n  end_ms: 95250\n- text: It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n  start_ms: 95250\n  end_ms: 97760\n- text: That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n  start_ms: 97760\n  end_ms: 100230\n- text: I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n  start_ms: 100230\n  end_ms: 102740\n- text: I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n  start_ms: 102740\n  end_ms: 105260\n- text: Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n  start_ms: 105260\n  end_ms: 107740\n- text: 'They got one thing in common: they always come back'\n  start_ms: 107740\n  end_ms: 110210\n- text: I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n  start_ms: 110210\n  end_ms: 112750\n- text: In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n  start_ms: 112750\n  end_ms: 115250\n- text: I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n  start_ms: 115250\n  end_ms: 117540\n- text: I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n  start_ms: 117540\n  end_ms: 140150\n- text: '\"Lookie here.\"'\n  start_ms: 140150\n  end_ms: 141000\n- text: '\"What''s that?\"'\n  start_ms: 141000\n  end_ms: 141800\n- text: '\"It''s heroin.\"'\n  start_ms: 141800\n  end_ms: 143700\n- text: '\"Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\"'\n  start_ms: 143700\n  end_ms: 146900\n- text: '\"Well go on and try it. 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You oughta go on the needle.\"'\n  start_ms: 233400\n  end_ms: 238500\n- text: '\"That oughta hold me for a while. I hocked my camera to get this stuff.\"'\n  start_ms: 238500\nplain: |-\n  Acid, my name and reputation\n  [00:23.44]Just a foot soldier in the fated nation\n  [00:25.85]Dealin' dope to these no-hope kids\n  [00:28.27]And living life like a paid vacation\n  [00:30.93]I don't advertise, I just patch addictions\n  [00:33.34]They all wanna rock like Twisted Sister\n  [00:35.85]But no prescriptions, I got what they need\n  [00:38.21]From the top CEO to the lowliest fiend\n  [00:40.71]I make a lot of money off of so-called junk\n  [00:43.12]And they don't give a fuck if it's too much cut\n  [00:45.69]Nah man they would crawl through the mud\n  [00:47.92]Just to get a little taste, coughin' up blood\n  [00:50.40]In the land of the waves, weak kids waste\n  [00:52.79]Dragons get chased\n  [00:54.02]You know what they say\n  [00:55.24]You take one for the pain, two for the sorrow\n  [00:57.65]Take three more if you don't wanna see tomorrow\n  [01:20.30]From grass to ash, dust gets puffed\n  [01:22.75]And these fiends get killed by the things they love\n  [01:25.21]But I don't got time to get too philosophic\n  [01:27.76]I don't make friends, I make a profit\n  [01:30.13]Still got a brand that's on my pocket\n  [01:32.22]The Feds can't stop it\n  [01:33.25]When the block gets hot, I retreat to my yacht\n  [01:35.25]It's hard to eat with these fucked-up streets\n  [01:37.76]That's why you do what you can to make these dead ends meet\n  [01:40.23]I've seen rich girls cop X pills on their dad's credit\n  [01:42.74]I've seen priests get high and go to heaven\n  [01:45.26]Cops pop molly, grannies smoke crack\n  [01:47.74]They got one thing in common: they always come back\n  [01:50.21]I just back up the alley, pull up on the canvas\n  [01:52.75]In a black Caddy 'til they kick the habit\n  [01:55.25]I've got 'em hooked and I don't care if they kick it\n  [01:57.54]I invested drug money in that rehab clinic, bitch\n  [02:20.15]\"Lookie here.\"\n  [02:21.00]\"What's that?\"\n  [02:21.80]\"It's heroin.\"\n  [02:23.70]\"Will it make me sick like the reefers did?\"\n  [02:26.90]\"Well go on and try it. I dare ya.\"\n  [02:30.00]\"How much does it cost?\"\n  [02:31.50]\"This one ain't gonna cost you nothin', it's free.\n  [02:35.40]Go on.\n  [02:37.30]I dare ya.\"\n  [02:39.50]Tabs, dabs, big bricks of hash\n  [02:41.80]Big chunks of wax, big shards of glass\n  [02:44.20]Coke with no crash, too bad it don't last\n  [02:46.70]Flip the mattress, see my stacks of cash\n  [02:49.20]Say \"one more hit then you'll quit it\"\n  [02:51.60]Bitch, who ya kidding, pick up the phone, come and get it\n  [02:54.00]Catnip, jenkem, whatever you desire\n  [02:56.50]If I say I didn't have it then I'm probably a liar\n  [02:59.00]But I can take you higher\n  [03:00.60]Higher than a bird on a wire\n  [03:02.10]Hair on fire like Richard Pryor\n  [03:03.90]Peace to sand, giving some smokin' a little bit of riddle\n  [03:06.50]Can have you feelin' like an upstanding citizen\n  [03:08.80]Candy is dandy, but crystal's king\n  [03:11.20]Got that shit that'll make you sing\n  [03:12.50]Got that shit that'll flick your bean\n  [03:14.30]'Til your skin turns green\n  [03:16.00]And your hair falls out like you're Mr. Clean\n  [03:18.60]Got tar so black it absorbs the light\n  [03:21.00]Got lines so white they distort your sight\n  [03:23.50]Got leaves so green that they're almost blue\n  [03:26.00]Plus I pack a MAC-10, and my aim is true\n  [03:28.50]Got these psychedelic pills, the best of all\n  [03:31.00]One makes you large and one makes you small\n  [03:33.50]One makes you crazy, one makes you sane\n  [03:36.00]And I don't care which you get, I get paid the same\n  [03:44.15]\"It was just a business matter to Duke, though Marty didn't find it out until later.\"\n  [03:48.50]\"But that stuff costs too much to waste it.\"\n  [03:53.40]\"That's right, kid. You oughta go on the needle.\"\n  [03:58.50]\"That oughta hold me for a while. I hocked my camera to get this stuff.\"\n"}]