[{"id":9634979,"name":"Money Folder","trackName":"Money Folder","artistName":"Madvillain","albumName":"Madvillain","duration":182.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"The villain took on many forms\n\nLet he who is without sin cast the first stone\nAfter you who's last, it's Doom, he's the worst known\nThat I have your boom blown or even thirst bone\nRock it to a worst clone, just don't curse the throne\nOn his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go\nSo he can bring it to you live in stereo\n\nPan it, can't understand it, ban it\nThe underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded\nThe best, any who profess will be remanded\nYes, sir, request permission to be candid? Granted\nI don't think we can handle a style so rancid\nThey flipped it like matted, did the old jazz standard\n\nDon't mind me, I wrote this rhyme lightly\nOff a two or three Heines, and boy was they fine gee\nOne Black, one Spanish, one Chiney\nIt keeps the woody shiny year round like a pine tree\nDon't sign me, I'm about to get a mil' without 'em\nGrab him off the shelf, he's the villain, and what about him?\nSo and he's a jerk, and you don't know him\nMad how he expand work but won't show 'em\n\nPoor guys what a cypha moreso four eyes\nNow hook me with two apple pies and a small fries\nAll rise, so far art as a Rupple\nSo raw, break it down and make quadruple\nIt's crucial, you could see it in his pupil\nAnd this time when he get it, he'll waste it on somethin' useful\nLike getting juiced off a deuce-deuce of cokey\nKeep it low-key, known to pull a okey-dokey\nSilly Goose, Doom is too jokey\nDamn, he could really use a room or a whole key\n\nEgads, he got enough styles to start three fads\nTrue that, she gotta wonder, do she come with knee pads?\nWhat a call, what a real butterball\nEither I get a strike or strike out, gutterball\nRock it like, yeah, for the four\nWith knives inside pockets, prepare for the brawl\nYeah, y'all you could say it's an earful\nBeware, do not touch mic, be careful\nAnd just like he said, I coulda told ya\nMF, the holder of a boulder, Money Folder\n\nIt's ain't funny nigga\nMoney Folder\n\nThe muscle-bound karate expert concealed a razor edge\nWhich could lop the head off of a marble statue once propelled\nWith notorious world takeover schemes\nAnd the most magnificent gadgets imaginable\nVillains rapidly grew healthy cash flow\nIt is explained by a more comedic villain, the bald headed doom\nThis villain rose to incredible new heights of money-making, revenge and extortion\nSuch was the magnitude of the typical villain\nThis is no answer\nVery well then, a duel to the death","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.04] The villain took on many forms\n[00:02.86] Let he who is without sin cast the first stone\n[00:05.67] After you who's last, it's Doom, he's the worst known\n[00:08.59] That I have your boom blown or even thirst bone\n[00:10.92] Rock it to a worst clone, just don't curse the throne\n[00:13.58] On his own microphone, bring it everywhere he go\n[00:16.08] So he can bring it to you live in stereo\n[00:18.66] Pan it, can't understand it, ban it\n[00:21.14] The underhanded ranted, planned it and left him stranded\n[00:23.64] The best, any who profess will be remanded\n[00:26.34] Yes, sir, request permission to be candid? 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