[{"id":30742517,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"The Complete Albums","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n[02:47.58] I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n[02:51.14] So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n[02:53.09] [Repeat 1]\n[03:15.83] Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n[03:18.68] As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n[03:22.21] I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n[03:24.06] Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n[03:27.75] Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n[03:30.46] Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n[03:33.22] I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n[03:36.85] Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n[03:38.63] Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n[03:42.32] But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n[03:46.04] So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n[03:47.80] Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n[03:51.50] So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n[03:54.21] But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: The Complete Albums\n  duration_ms: 319000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro]'\n  start_ms: 5520\n  end_ms: 7490\n- text: Uh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 7490\n  end_ms: 8360\n- text: Shit is crazy, yo\n  start_ms: 8360\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: (I feel you though, nigga)\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  start_ms: 11930\n  end_ms: 12850\n- text: It'd be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 12850\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: (You are the same nigga, though)\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 15610\n- text: Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  start_ms: 15610\n  end_ms: 18350\n- text: Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  start_ms: 18350\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: (You ain't changed a bit)\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 22040\n- text: Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  start_ms: 22040\n  end_ms: 25720\n- text: '''Fore you judge me feel my pain'\n  start_ms: 25720\n  end_ms: 30270\n- text: You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  start_ms: 30270\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 33930\n- text: Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  start_ms: 33930\n  end_ms: 37620\n- text: Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  start_ms: 37620\n  end_ms: 41230\n- text: So who 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Glad to be home\n  start_ms: 116390\n  end_ms: 118260\n- text: Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  start_ms: 118260\n  end_ms: 120980\n- text: But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  start_ms: 120980\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 127320\n- text: '''Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th'\n  start_ms: 127320\n  end_ms: 130020\n- text: Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  start_ms: 130020\n  end_ms: 132770\n- text: But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  start_ms: 132770\n  end_ms: 135560\n- text: All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  start_ms: 135560\n  end_ms: 140140\n- text: Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  start_ms: 140140\n  end_ms: 141060\n- text: And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  start_ms: 141060\n  end_ms: 144610\n- text: Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  start_ms: 144610\n  end_ms: 147460\n- text: But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  start_ms: 147460\n  end_ms: 150190\n- text: But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  start_ms: 150190\n  end_ms: 153860\n- text: Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  start_ms: 153860\n  end_ms: 155650\n- text: Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  start_ms: 155650\n  end_ms: 158330\n- text: I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  start_ms: 158330\n  end_ms: 161140\n- text: I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  start_ms: 161140\n  end_ms: 163800\n- text: And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  start_ms: 163800\n  end_ms: 167580\n- text: I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  start_ms: 167580\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n  start_ms: 171140\n  end_ms: 173090\n- text: '[Repeat 1]'\n  start_ms: 173090\n  end_ms: 195830\n- text: Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  start_ms: 195830\n  end_ms: 198680\n- text: As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  start_ms: 198680\n  end_ms: 202210\n- text: I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  start_ms: 202210\n  end_ms: 204060\n- text: Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  start_ms: 204060\n  end_ms: 207750\n- text: Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  start_ms: 207750\n  end_ms: 210460\n- text: Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  start_ms: 210460\n  end_ms: 213220\n- text: I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  start_ms: 213220\n  end_ms: 216850\n- text: Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  start_ms: 216850\n  end_ms: 218630\n- text: Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  start_ms: 218630\n  end_ms: 222320\n- text: But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  start_ms: 222320\n  end_ms: 226040\n- text: So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  start_ms: 226040\n  end_ms: 227800\n- text: Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  start_ms: 227800\n  end_ms: 231500\n- text: So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  start_ms: 231500\n  end_ms: 234210\n- text: But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  start_ms: 234210\n  end_ms: 236920\n- text: Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  start_ms: 236920\n  end_ms: 239630\n- text: They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  start_ms: 239630\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245280\n- text: Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  start_ms: 245280\n  end_ms: 247970\n- text: I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  start_ms: 247970\n  end_ms: 251650\n- text: I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  start_ms: 251650\n  end_ms: 254300\n- text: Then they wonder why I want no family\n  start_ms: 254300\n  end_ms: 256130\n- text: What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  start_ms: 256130\n  end_ms: 258940\n- text: And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":17876682,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Double Up","duration":322.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Double Up\n  duration_ms: 322000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":19162603,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Chapter 053. Y 2 Grey","duration":404.532245,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n[02:47.58] I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n[02:51.14] So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n[02:53.09] [Repeat 1]\n[03:15.83] Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n[03:18.68] As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n[03:22.21] I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n[03:24.06] Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n[03:27.75] Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n[03:30.46] Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n[03:33.22] I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n[03:36.85] Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n[03:38.63] Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n[03:42.32] But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n[03:46.04] So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n[03:47.80] Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n[03:51.50] So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n[03:54.21] But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Chapter 053. 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Glad to be home\n  start_ms: 116390\n  end_ms: 118260\n- text: Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  start_ms: 118260\n  end_ms: 120980\n- text: But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  start_ms: 120980\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 127320\n- text: '''Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th'\n  start_ms: 127320\n  end_ms: 130020\n- text: Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  start_ms: 130020\n  end_ms: 132770\n- text: But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  start_ms: 132770\n  end_ms: 135560\n- text: All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  start_ms: 135560\n  end_ms: 140140\n- text: Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  start_ms: 140140\n  end_ms: 141060\n- text: And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  start_ms: 141060\n  end_ms: 144610\n- text: Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  start_ms: 144610\n  end_ms: 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New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? 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I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n[02:47.58] I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n[02:51.14] So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n[02:53.09] [Repeat 1]\n[03:15.83] Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n[03:18.68] As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n[03:22.21] I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n[03:24.06] Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n[03:27.75] Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n[03:30.46] Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n[03:33.22] I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n[03:36.85] Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n[03:38.63] Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n[03:42.32] But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n[03:46.04] So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n[03:47.80] Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n[03:51.50] So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n[03:54.21] But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Chapter 163. 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nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":9670929,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Double Up","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And 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my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Double Up\n  duration_ms: 319000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro]'\n  start_ms: 5520\n  end_ms: 7490\n- text: Uh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 7490\n  end_ms: 8360\n- text: Shit is crazy, yo\n  start_ms: 8360\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: (I feel you though, nigga)\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  start_ms: 11930\n  end_ms: 12850\n- text: It'd be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 12850\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: (You are the same nigga, though)\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 15610\n- text: Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  start_ms: 15610\n  end_ms: 18350\n- text: Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  start_ms: 18350\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: (You ain't changed a bit)\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 22040\n- text: Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  start_ms: 22040\n  end_ms: 25720\n- text: '''Fore you judge me feel my pain'\n  start_ms: 25720\n  end_ms: 30270\n- text: You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  start_ms: 30270\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 33930\n- text: Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  start_ms: 33930\n  end_ms: 37620\n- text: Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  start_ms: 37620\n  end_ms: 41230\n- text: So who cares if they beg to differ\n  start_ms: 41230\n  end_ms: 42110\n- text: When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  start_ms: 42110\n  end_ms: 44940\n- text: Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  start_ms: 44940\n  end_ms: 45880\n- text: Take me for example, least I made it\n  start_ms: 45880\n  end_ms: 48600\n- text: You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  start_ms: 48600\n  end_ms: 51380\n- text: By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  start_ms: 51380\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56850\n- text: You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  start_ms: 56850\n  end_ms: 60540\n- text: Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  start_ms: 60540\n  end_ms: 63290\n- text: As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  start_ms: 63290\n  end_ms: 65950\n- text: Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  start_ms: 65950\n  end_ms: 69610\n- text: Same niggas I was 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I don't owe them shit\n  start_ms: 87080\n  end_ms: 89740\n- text: Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n  start_ms: 89740\n  end_ms: 92580\n- text: '[1] - We might be from a different hood'\n  start_ms: 92580\n  end_ms: 93440\n- text: But we the same nigga's\n  start_ms: 93440\n  end_ms: 95340\n- text: (That's just the way it is)\n  start_ms: 95340\n  end_ms: 96290\n- text: Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  start_ms: 96290\n  end_ms: 97190\n- text: It be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 97190\n  end_ms: 98050\n- text: Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  start_ms: 98050\n  end_ms: 99840\n- text: Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  start_ms: 99840\n  end_ms: 100710\n- text: (Some things will never change)\n  start_ms: 100710\n  end_ms: 102630\n- text: It be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 102630\n  end_ms: 105360\n- text: Man, regardless how you feel\n  start_ms: 105360\n  end_ms: 106250\n- text: (It's the way it is)\n  start_ms: 106250\n  end_ms: 108150\n- text: It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  start_ms: 108150\n  end_ms: 109000\n- text: Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 109000\n  end_ms: 113660\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 113660\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 116390\n- text: I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  start_ms: 116390\n  end_ms: 118260\n- text: Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  start_ms: 118260\n  end_ms: 120980\n- text: But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  start_ms: 120980\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 127320\n- text: '''Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th'\n  start_ms: 127320\n  end_ms: 130020\n- text: Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  start_ms: 130020\n  end_ms: 132770\n- text: But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  start_ms: 132770\n  end_ms: 135560\n- text: All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  start_ms: 135560\n  end_ms: 140140\n- text: Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  start_ms: 140140\n  end_ms: 141060\n- text: And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  start_ms: 141060\n  end_ms: 144610\n- text: Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  start_ms: 144610\n  end_ms: 147460\n- text: But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  start_ms: 147460\n  end_ms: 150190\n- text: But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  start_ms: 150190\n  end_ms: 153860\n- text: Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  start_ms: 153860\n  end_ms: 155650\n- text: Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  start_ms: 155650\n  end_ms: 158330\n- text: I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  start_ms: 158330\n  end_ms: 161140\n- text: I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  start_ms: 161140\n  end_ms: 163800\n- text: And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  start_ms: 163800\n  end_ms: 167580\n- text: I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  start_ms: 167580\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n  start_ms: 171140\n  end_ms: 173090\n- text: '[Repeat 1]'\n  start_ms: 173090\n  end_ms: 195830\n- text: Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  start_ms: 195830\n  end_ms: 198680\n- text: As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  start_ms: 198680\n  end_ms: 202210\n- text: I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  start_ms: 202210\n  end_ms: 204060\n- text: Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  start_ms: 204060\n  end_ms: 207750\n- text: Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  start_ms: 207750\n  end_ms: 210460\n- text: Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  start_ms: 210460\n  end_ms: 213220\n- text: I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  start_ms: 213220\n  end_ms: 216850\n- text: Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  start_ms: 216850\n  end_ms: 218630\n- text: Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  start_ms: 218630\n  end_ms: 222320\n- text: But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  start_ms: 222320\n  end_ms: 226040\n- text: So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  start_ms: 226040\n  end_ms: 227800\n- text: Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  start_ms: 227800\n  end_ms: 231500\n- text: So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  start_ms: 231500\n  end_ms: 234210\n- text: But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  start_ms: 234210\n  end_ms: 236920\n- text: Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  start_ms: 236920\n  end_ms: 239630\n- text: They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  start_ms: 239630\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245280\n- text: Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  start_ms: 245280\n  end_ms: 247970\n- text: I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  start_ms: 247970\n  end_ms: 251650\n- text: I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  start_ms: 251650\n  end_ms: 254300\n- text: Then they wonder why I want no family\n  start_ms: 254300\n  end_ms: 256130\n- text: What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  start_ms: 256130\n  end_ms: 258940\n- text: And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":9670930,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Feel So Good","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n[02:47.58] I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n[02:51.14] So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n[02:53.09] [Repeat 1]\n[03:15.83] Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n[03:18.68] As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n[03:22.21] I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n[03:24.06] Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n[03:27.75] Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n[03:30.46] Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n[03:33.22] I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n[03:36.85] Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n[03:38.63] Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n[03:42.32] But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n[03:46.04] So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n[03:47.80] Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n[03:51.50] So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n[03:54.21] But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Feel So Good\n  duration_ms: 319000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro]'\n  start_ms: 5520\n  end_ms: 7490\n- text: Uh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 7490\n  end_ms: 8360\n- text: Shit is crazy, yo\n  start_ms: 8360\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: (I feel you though, nigga)\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  start_ms: 11930\n  end_ms: 12850\n- text: It'd be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 12850\n  end_ms: 13800\n- text: (You are the same nigga, though)\n  start_ms: 13800\n  end_ms: 15610\n- text: Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  start_ms: 15610\n  end_ms: 18350\n- text: Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  start_ms: 18350\n  end_ms: 19310\n- text: (You ain't changed a bit)\n  start_ms: 19310\n  end_ms: 22040\n- text: Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  start_ms: 22040\n  end_ms: 25720\n- text: '''Fore you judge me feel my pain'\n  start_ms: 25720\n  end_ms: 30270\n- text: You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  start_ms: 30270\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 33930\n- text: Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  start_ms: 33930\n  end_ms: 37620\n- text: Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  start_ms: 37620\n  end_ms: 41230\n- text: So who cares if they beg to differ\n  start_ms: 41230\n  end_ms: 42110\n- text: When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  start_ms: 42110\n  end_ms: 44940\n- text: Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  start_ms: 44940\n  end_ms: 45880\n- text: Take me for example, least I made it\n  start_ms: 45880\n  end_ms: 48600\n- text: You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  start_ms: 48600\n  end_ms: 51380\n- text: By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  start_ms: 51380\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56850\n- text: You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  start_ms: 56850\n  end_ms: 60540\n- text: Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  start_ms: 60540\n  end_ms: 63290\n- text: As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  start_ms: 63290\n  end_ms: 65950\n- text: Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  start_ms: 65950\n  end_ms: 69610\n- text: Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  start_ms: 69610\n  end_ms: 72390\n- text: Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  start_ms: 72390\n  end_ms: 75150\n- text: I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  start_ms: 75150\n  end_ms: 77820\n- text: Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  start_ms: 77820\n  end_ms: 80620\n- text: Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  start_ms: 80620\n  end_ms: 83340\n- text: Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  start_ms: 83340\n  end_ms: 87080\n- text: You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  start_ms: 87080\n  end_ms: 89740\n- text: Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n  start_ms: 89740\n  end_ms: 92580\n- text: '[1] - We might be from a different hood'\n  start_ms: 92580\n  end_ms: 93440\n- text: But we the same nigga's\n  start_ms: 93440\n  end_ms: 95340\n- text: (That's just the way it is)\n  start_ms: 95340\n  end_ms: 96290\n- text: Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  start_ms: 96290\n  end_ms: 97190\n- text: It be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 97190\n  end_ms: 98050\n- text: Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  start_ms: 98050\n  end_ms: 99840\n- text: Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  start_ms: 99840\n  end_ms: 100710\n- text: (Some things will never change)\n  start_ms: 100710\n  end_ms: 102630\n- text: It be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 102630\n  end_ms: 105360\n- text: Man, regardless how you feel\n  start_ms: 105360\n  end_ms: 106250\n- text: (It's the way it is)\n  start_ms: 106250\n  end_ms: 108150\n- text: It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  start_ms: 108150\n  end_ms: 109000\n- text: Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 109000\n  end_ms: 113660\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 113660\n  end_ms: 114500\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 114500\n  end_ms: 116390\n- text: I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  start_ms: 116390\n  end_ms: 118260\n- text: Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  start_ms: 118260\n  end_ms: 120980\n- text: But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  start_ms: 120980\n  end_ms: 123670\n- text: Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  start_ms: 123670\n  end_ms: 127320\n- text: '''Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th'\n  start_ms: 127320\n  end_ms: 130020\n- text: Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  start_ms: 130020\n  end_ms: 132770\n- text: But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  start_ms: 132770\n  end_ms: 135560\n- text: All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  start_ms: 135560\n  end_ms: 140140\n- text: Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  start_ms: 140140\n  end_ms: 141060\n- text: And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  start_ms: 141060\n  end_ms: 144610\n- text: Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  start_ms: 144610\n  end_ms: 147460\n- text: But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  start_ms: 147460\n  end_ms: 150190\n- text: But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  start_ms: 150190\n  end_ms: 153860\n- text: Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  start_ms: 153860\n  end_ms: 155650\n- text: Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  start_ms: 155650\n  end_ms: 158330\n- text: I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  start_ms: 158330\n  end_ms: 161140\n- text: I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  start_ms: 161140\n  end_ms: 163800\n- text: And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  start_ms: 163800\n  end_ms: 167580\n- text: I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  start_ms: 167580\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n  start_ms: 171140\n  end_ms: 173090\n- text: '[Repeat 1]'\n  start_ms: 173090\n  end_ms: 195830\n- text: Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  start_ms: 195830\n  end_ms: 198680\n- text: As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  start_ms: 198680\n  end_ms: 202210\n- text: I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  start_ms: 202210\n  end_ms: 204060\n- text: Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  start_ms: 204060\n  end_ms: 207750\n- text: Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  start_ms: 207750\n  end_ms: 210460\n- text: Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  start_ms: 210460\n  end_ms: 213220\n- text: I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  start_ms: 213220\n  end_ms: 216850\n- text: Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  start_ms: 216850\n  end_ms: 218630\n- text: Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  start_ms: 218630\n  end_ms: 222320\n- text: But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  start_ms: 222320\n  end_ms: 226040\n- text: So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  start_ms: 226040\n  end_ms: 227800\n- text: Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  start_ms: 227800\n  end_ms: 231500\n- text: So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  start_ms: 231500\n  end_ms: 234210\n- text: But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  start_ms: 234210\n  end_ms: 236920\n- text: Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  start_ms: 236920\n  end_ms: 239630\n- text: They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  start_ms: 239630\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245280\n- text: Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  start_ms: 245280\n  end_ms: 247970\n- text: I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  start_ms: 247970\n  end_ms: 251650\n- text: I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  start_ms: 251650\n  end_ms: 254300\n- text: Then they wonder why I want no family\n  start_ms: 254300\n  end_ms: 256130\n- text: What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  start_ms: 256130\n  end_ms: 258940\n- text: And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":37468931,"name":"Same Niggas","trackName":"Same Niggas","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Double Up (Parental Advisory)","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52][Intro]\n[00:07.49]Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36]Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12](I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93]Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85]It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80](You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61]Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35]Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31](You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04]Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72]'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27]You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21]You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93]Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62]Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23]So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11]When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94]Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88]Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60]You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38]By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18]When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85]You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54]Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29]As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95]Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61]Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39]Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15]I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82]Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62]Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34]Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08]You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74]Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58][1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44]But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34](That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29]Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19]It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05]Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84]Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71](Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63]It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36]Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25](It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15]It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00]Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66]Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50]That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39]I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26]Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98]But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67]Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32]'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02]Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77]But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56]All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14]Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06]And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61]Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46]But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19]But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86]Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65]Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33]I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14]I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80]And when I reminisce I 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when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63]They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49]So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28]Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97]I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65]I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30]Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13]What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94]And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57]A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39]Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18]You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81]So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59]If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26]They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95]But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69]Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59]Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43]Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30]Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16]That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09]It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87]You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69]He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34]And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21]Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01]They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79][Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Double Up (Parental Advisory)\n  duration_ms: 319321\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro]'\n  start_ms: 5520\n  end_ms: 7490\n- text: Uh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 7490\n  end_ms: 8360\n- text: Shit is crazy, yo\n  start_ms: 8360\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: (I feel you though, nigga)\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  start_ms: 11930\n  end_ms: 12850\n- text: It'd be them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 12850\n  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New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":12094581,"name":"Same Niggas (Ft. 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Carl Thomas)","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Double Up","duration":318.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas (Ft. Carl Thomas)\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Double Up\n  duration_ms: 318000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"},{"id":36395602,"name":"Same Niggas (prod Nashiem Myrick)","trackName":"Same Niggas (prod Nashiem Myrick)","artistName":"Mase","albumName":"Double Up","duration":319.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Intro]\nUh, yeah, yeah\nShit is crazy, yo\n(I feel you though, nigga)\nWho woulda ever thought, same nigga's\nIt'd be them same nigga's\n(You are the same nigga, though)\nSame nigga that couldn't get the deal\nNow I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n(You ain't changed a bit)\n\nYo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n'Fore you judge me feel my pain\nYou know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\nYou ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\nGot welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\nNigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\nSo who cares if they beg to differ\nWhen all them nigga's that beg to differ\nIs cokeheads and sniffers\nTake me for example, least I made it\nYou think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\nBy time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\nWhen you me, everything you do get exaggerated\nYou miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\nTake a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\nAs a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\nGot alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\nSame niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\nSometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\nI needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\nGot jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\nInstead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\nHell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\nYou think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\nWanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n[1] - We might be from a different hood\nBut we the same nigga's\n(That's just the way it is)\nDon't be thinkin' shit all good\nIt be them same nigga's\nSame nigga's get caught, blame niggas\nSame nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n(Some things will never change)\n\nIt be them same nigga's\nMan, regardless how you feel\n(It's the way it is)\nIt be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\nThem same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nI got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\nBeen through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\nBut yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\nLivin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\nAsked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\nBut now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\nAll my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\nSame kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\nAnd same nigga's had no heart is now killers\nSometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\nBut even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\nBut actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\nOr go as far as getting guns and clap for me\nAin't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\nI talk to them but they don't talk back to me\nI ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\nAnd when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\nI can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\nSo I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n[Repeat 1]\n\nYo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\nAs long as when we all brawl we all fight\nI'm under nigga's hoses like roses\nHere I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\nNigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\nJust call my bluff and it be on tonight\nI got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\nAin't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\nBlink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\nBut Blink, it's either that or be harmed\nSo the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\nGive a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\nSo my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\nBut I would never wanna wish her my stress\nCause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\nThey put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\nSo I drink a tall glass before I spaz\nThen I take it like a man and let it all pass\nI wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\nI show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\nThen they wonder why I want no family\nWhat I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\nAnd I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\nA good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\nLike you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\nYou could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\nSo instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\nIf I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\nThey sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\nBut every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThem same nigga's\nThat's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\nIt's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\nYou'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\nHe think that that shit come with Rollies\nAnd they come wit' Benz's\nCome with Bentleys and houses and shit\nThey don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n[Repeat 1 until fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.52] [Intro]\n[00:07.49] Uh, yeah, yeah\n[00:08.36] Shit is crazy, yo\n[00:10.12] (I feel you though, nigga)\n[00:11.93] Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n[00:12.85] It'd be them same nigga's\n[00:13.80] (You are the same nigga, though)\n[00:15.61] Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n[00:18.35] Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n[00:19.31] (You ain't changed a bit)\n[00:22.04] Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n[00:25.72] 'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n[00:30.27] You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n[00:31.21] You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n[00:33.93] Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n[00:37.62] Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n[00:41.23] So who cares if they beg to differ\n[00:42.11] When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n[00:44.94] Is cokeheads and sniffers\n[00:45.88] Take me for example, least I made it\n[00:48.60] You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n[00:51.38] By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n[00:54.18] When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n[00:56.85] You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n[01:00.54] Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n[01:03.29] As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n[01:05.95] Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n[01:09.61] Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n[01:12.39] Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n[01:15.15] I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n[01:17.82] Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n[01:20.62] Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n[01:23.34] Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n[01:27.08] You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n[01:29.74] Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n[01:32.58] [1] - We might be from a different hood\n[01:33.44] But we the same nigga's\n[01:35.34] (That's just the way it is)\n[01:36.29] Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n[01:37.19] It be them same nigga's\n[01:38.05] Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n[01:39.84] Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n[01:40.71] (Some things will never change)\n[01:42.63] It be them same nigga's\n[01:45.36] Man, regardless how you feel\n[01:46.25] (It's the way it is)\n[01:48.15] It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n[01:49.00] Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n[01:53.66] Them same nigga's\n[01:54.50] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[01:56.39] I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n[01:58.26] Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n[02:00.98] But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n[02:03.67] Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n[02:07.32] 'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n[02:10.02] Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n[02:12.77] But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n[02:15.56] All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n[02:20.14] Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n[02:21.06] And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n[02:24.61] Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n[02:27.46] But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n[02:30.19] But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n[02:33.86] Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n[02:35.65] Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n[02:38.33] I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n[02:41.14] I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n[02:43.80] And 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my stress\n[03:56.92] Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n[03:59.63] They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n[04:02.49] So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n[04:05.28] Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n[04:07.97] I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n[04:11.65] I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n[04:14.30] Then they wonder why I want no family\n[04:16.13] What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n[04:18.94] And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n[04:22.57] A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n[04:25.39] Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n[04:28.18] You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n[04:30.81] So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n[04:34.59] If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n[04:37.26] They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n[04:39.95] But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n[04:43.69] Them same nigga's\n[04:44.59] Them same nigga's\n[04:45.43] Them same nigga's\n[04:46.30] Them same nigga's\n[04:48.16] That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n[04:50.09] It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n[04:51.87] You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n[04:54.69] He think that that shit come with Rollies\n[04:57.34] And they come wit' Benz's\n[04:59.21] Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n[05:01.01] They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n[05:04.79] [Repeat 1 until fade]\n[05:18.41] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Same Niggas (prod Nashiem Myrick)\n  artist: Mase\n  album: Double Up\n  duration_ms: 319000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '[Intro]'\n  start_ms: 5520\n  end_ms: 7490\n- text: Uh, yeah, yeah\n  start_ms: 7490\n  end_ms: 8360\n- text: Shit is crazy, yo\n  start_ms: 8360\n  end_ms: 10120\n- text: (I feel you though, nigga)\n  start_ms: 10120\n  end_ms: 11930\n- text: Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  start_ms: 11930\n  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147460\n- text: But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  start_ms: 147460\n  end_ms: 150190\n- text: But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  start_ms: 150190\n  end_ms: 153860\n- text: Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  start_ms: 153860\n  end_ms: 155650\n- text: Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  start_ms: 155650\n  end_ms: 158330\n- text: I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  start_ms: 158330\n  end_ms: 161140\n- text: I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  start_ms: 161140\n  end_ms: 163800\n- text: And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  start_ms: 163800\n  end_ms: 167580\n- text: I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  start_ms: 167580\n  end_ms: 171140\n- text: So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n  start_ms: 171140\n  end_ms: 173090\n- text: '[Repeat 1]'\n  start_ms: 173090\n  end_ms: 195830\n- text: Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  start_ms: 195830\n  end_ms: 198680\n- text: As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  start_ms: 198680\n  end_ms: 202210\n- text: I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  start_ms: 202210\n  end_ms: 204060\n- text: Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  start_ms: 204060\n  end_ms: 207750\n- text: Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  start_ms: 207750\n  end_ms: 210460\n- text: Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  start_ms: 210460\n  end_ms: 213220\n- text: I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  start_ms: 213220\n  end_ms: 216850\n- text: Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  start_ms: 216850\n  end_ms: 218630\n- text: Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  start_ms: 218630\n  end_ms: 222320\n- text: But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  start_ms: 222320\n  end_ms: 226040\n- text: So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  start_ms: 226040\n  end_ms: 227800\n- text: Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  start_ms: 227800\n  end_ms: 231500\n- text: So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  start_ms: 231500\n  end_ms: 234210\n- text: But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  start_ms: 234210\n  end_ms: 236920\n- text: Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  start_ms: 236920\n  end_ms: 239630\n- text: They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  start_ms: 239630\n  end_ms: 242490\n- text: So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  start_ms: 242490\n  end_ms: 245280\n- text: Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  start_ms: 245280\n  end_ms: 247970\n- text: I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  start_ms: 247970\n  end_ms: 251650\n- text: I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  start_ms: 251650\n  end_ms: 254300\n- text: Then they wonder why I want no family\n  start_ms: 254300\n  end_ms: 256130\n- text: What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  start_ms: 256130\n  end_ms: 258940\n- text: And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  start_ms: 258940\n  end_ms: 262570\n- text: A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  start_ms: 262570\n  end_ms: 265390\n- text: Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  start_ms: 265390\n  end_ms: 268180\n- text: You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  start_ms: 268180\n  end_ms: 270810\n- text: So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  start_ms: 270810\n  end_ms: 274590\n- text: If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  start_ms: 274590\n  end_ms: 277260\n- text: They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  start_ms: 277260\n  end_ms: 279950\n- text: But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  start_ms: 279950\n  end_ms: 283690\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 283690\n  end_ms: 284590\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 284590\n  end_ms: 285430\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 285430\n  end_ms: 286300\n- text: Them same nigga's\n  start_ms: 286300\n  end_ms: 288160\n- text: That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n  start_ms: 288160\n  end_ms: 290090\n- text: It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  start_ms: 290090\n  end_ms: 291870\n- text: You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  start_ms: 291870\n  end_ms: 294690\n- text: He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  start_ms: 294690\n  end_ms: 297340\n- text: And they come wit' Benz's\n  start_ms: 297340\n  end_ms: 299210\n- text: Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  start_ms: 299210\n  end_ms: 301010\n- text: They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n  start_ms: 301010\n  end_ms: 304790\n- text: '[Repeat 1 until fade]'\n  start_ms: 304790\n  end_ms: 318410\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 318410\nplain: |-\n  [Intro]\n  Uh, yeah, yeah\n  Shit is crazy, yo\n  (I feel you though, nigga)\n  Who woulda ever thought, same nigga's\n  It'd be them same nigga's\n  (You are the same nigga, though)\n  Same nigga that couldn't get the deal\n  Now I'm the hottest nigga wit a deal\n  (You ain't changed a bit)\n\n  Yo, niggas never got nothin' good to say, quick to blame\n  'Fore you judge me feel my pain\n  You know it ain't a vest in the world that could shield my reign\n  You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range\n  Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change\n  Nigga's feelin' like I changed, but I'm feelin the same\n  So who cares if they beg to differ\n  When all them nigga's that beg to differ\n  Is cokeheads and sniffers\n  Take me for example, least I made it\n  You think nigga's in the hood should appreciate it\n  By time it's happy birthday its gon' be belated\n  When you me, everything you do get exaggerated\n  You miss a nigga pound they gon' say you flipped out\n  Take a piss in the street they say you pulled your dick out\n  As a youth it's just a lot of shit I wanna live out\n  Got alot of friends but only had a few when I was without\n  Same niggas I was starvin', couldn't get a crumb from\n  Sometimes I think, where all these mother fuckers come from\n  I needed money for school, couldn't get no ones from\n  Got jumped in the park and couldn't get the guns from\n  Instead of rollin' wit a clique, roll wit my sis\n  Hell no, these motherfuckers can't hold my stick\n  You think I care if they get mad? I don't owe them shit\n  Wanna hold sumthin' hold my dick, nigga\n\n  [1] - We might be from a different hood\n  But we the same nigga's\n  (That's just the way it is)\n  Don't be thinkin' shit all good\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Same nigga's get caught, blame niggas\n  Same nigga's, go to court and name, nigga's\n  (Some things will never change)\n\n  It be them same nigga's\n  Man, regardless how you feel\n  (It's the way it is)\n  It be the same motherfuckers that'll get you killed\n  Them same nigga's, them same nigga's, them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  I got a brotha named Ant, right? Glad to be home\n  Been through a lot of shit so I'm glad to be grown\n  But yo', where were these freaks when I had no jeeps\n  Livin on 34th street and we ain't have no heat\n  'Cross from P.S. 92, 7th and 8th\n  Asked you for dough and you said \"no\" dead in my face\n  But now that I'm on, it's like I owe everybody somethin'\n  All my niggas dead so everybody frontin'\n  Same kid's went to Catholic school is dealers\n  And same nigga's had no heart is now killers\n  Sometimes I reminisce on what I said in the mist\n  But even when I dream, it wasn't better than this\n  But actually, the nigga's who would scrap for me\n  Or go as far as getting guns and clap for me\n  Ain't even here to get a platinum plaque for me\n  I talk to them but they don't talk back to me\n  I ain't know you that long so ain't much I can ask of you\n  And when I reminisce I can't take it back wit' you\n  I can't ask \"Yo' what happen to my nigga Black or Q?\"\n  So I don't really need to rap wit you, ya know?\n\n  [Repeat 1]\n\n  Yo', I figured if we All Out, it's all right\n  As long as when we all brawl we all fight\n  I'm under nigga's hoses like roses\n  Here I am, M A dolla-sign E nigga, fear no man\n  Nigga hit me in the mouth and we bound to fight\n  Just call my bluff and it be on tonight\n  I got words of a madman tatooed on my arm\n  Ain't fuckin wit my sister cuz I'm mad at my mom\n  Blink sayin', \"That ain't you wit a gat in your palm\"\n  But Blink, it's either that or be harmed\n  So the doctor give me pills for the wound, stitch my flesh\n  Give a nigga last wish so he could pick his death\n  So my sister wanna rap and I wish her the best\n  But I would never wanna wish her my stress\n  Cause it's like when I hurt, y'all laugh\n  They put me on every forecast sayin' that I bought ass\n  So I drink a tall glass before I spaz\n  Then I take it like a man and let it all pass\n  I wanted big bucks, no whammys, understand me\n  I show nigga's love and nigga's underhand me\n  Then they wonder why I want no family\n  What I need a hooker for, gettin' head from\n  And I fear when New Year's come, cuz it might be the year\n  A good nigga die cuz when you good life ain't fair\n  Like you call on the saints but the saints don't hear\n  You could cry to the Lord, its like Christ don't hear\n  So instead of hood winking I give you the plain facts\n  If I never change, how I'm gon' change back, explain that\n  They sayin' Mase ain't the same cat\n  But every time you get robbed I get ya chain back\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  Them same nigga's\n  That's why I don't fuck wit niggas\n\n  It's crazy like that, you know what I'm saying?\n  You'll be tellin' a nigga you got a deal\n  He think that that shit come with Rollies\n  And they come wit' Benz's\n  Come with Bentleys and houses and shit\n  They don't need no one to work, a nigga quitin'\n\n  [Repeat 1 until fade]\n"}]