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Ayo, but where they at now?\nDiggy down, down, we reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on a kitten, making it meow-meow\nYo, we bring the beef to you infested with the mad cow\n\n(Disease) we set to load, cock and squeeze\n(Boo-yaa!) we too hard to hold on\nOne-armed slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff\nWhen I dip-dip-dabber, the antisocializer\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frugia gloucester\nWe rock ya, knock ya, fucking whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup: Iron Lung (Funk Doctor)\n\nDon't fuck with the big dog (yeah)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (slide)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (huh)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (style)\n\nJohnny Blaze the Ghost Rider (uh) ghost stories by the campfire (uh)\nWe night breed, vampire (vampire)\nDucking from the Head Russian (uh) wu-Tang production (uh)\nPercussion's bringing repercussions (uh)\nI hold my mic sideways, busting, another one bites the dust and (uh)\n\nCardiac arrest, clutching (uh) your chest sucking (uh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggas dying from papercuts, bleeding to death\nDown these mean streets, Johnny Quest (uh)\nFrom AS-CAP to NAS-DAQ get that money sack\n\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a family at\nThese alley cats be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slum\nThere ain't nowhere to run from the Iron Lizard lung (uh)\nPhases on stun, I be giving it to son (yeah)\nMy plate spares no one, my Uzi weighs a ton\n(Word up, mad hog)\n\nDon't fuck with the big dog (check it, check it out)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (check it, check it out)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (check it, check it out)\nDon't fuck with the big dog (check it, check it out)\nCheck it, check it out (check it out, huh)\nCheck it, check it out (huh)\nCheck it, check it out (don't fuck with the big dog)\nCheck it, check it out\n\nPon cauc', the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description: black male, yellow to mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, Pino Co', Peabo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bite with the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this, hard act to follow\nYou can parachute off my slang and use my rhymes to toggle\n\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion (dun-dun-dun-dun-dun)\nYo, fuck yo' applaud, bitches still rush me like they rush the store\nBefore Soul Train awards, the corporator law\nWhoever ain't raw get they hand chopped by Jamal with the Wu sword\nMy crew specialize in snaking your bitch\nRobbing you while you on the floor shaking and shit\nI'm doing me, now do you (yo, who you?) Doc\n\nI bomb shit 'til the conflict's crucial, I\nBe the black Emiño, I mean, yo\nI'm supreme like the team show, what you paid your cream fo'?\n(To see you sit down) yo, nah, we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you with) then take her from Usher\n\nThat's right, six-double-oh, with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshals out to pin us up like snipes\n(Throw it in and drive) fuck takin' me and Meth alive\n(Ayo, you lick that-a-way) you lick out the other side (uh)\n\nYeah, yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.22] Def Squad, Wu-Tang, ha-ha-ha\n[00:03.73] Check it, check it out (yeah, yo, yo)\n[00:06.11] Check it, check it out (yeah, yo, yo, uh)\n[00:08.84] Check it, check it out (word up, uh)\n[00:11.48] Check it, check it out (yo, yo, yo)\n[00:14.20] Check it, check it out (man Meth, uh)\n[00:16.79] Check it, check it out (yo-yo-yo, yo)\n[00:19.28] Check it, check it out (yo, yo, yo)\n[00:21.95] Check it, check it out (word, yeah)\n[00:23.54] Call us gorillas of the mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.39] (Yo, code name) doc, what's your name? 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Doc\n[03:02.93] I bomb shit 'til the conflict's crucial, I\n[03:05.49] Be the black Emiño, I mean, yo\n[03:07.78] I'm supreme like the team show, what you paid your cream fo'?\n[03:11.07] (To see you sit down) yo, nah, we get the fuck up\n[03:13.55] (And leave the one you with) then take her from Usher\n[03:16.60] That's right, six-double-oh, with chrome pipes\n[03:18.84] U.S. Marshals out to pin us up like snipes\n[03:21.44] (Throw it in and drive) fuck takin' me and Meth alive\n[03:23.56] (Ayo, you lick that-a-way) you lick out the other side (uh)\n[03:27.19] Yeah, yeah\n[03:28.48] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs - Method Man/Redman\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000 : Judgement Day'\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Def Squad, Wu-Tang, ha-ha-ha\n  start_ms: 220\n  end_ms: 3730\n- text: Check it, check it out (yeah, yo, yo)\n  start_ms: 3730\n  end_ms: 6110\n- text: Check it, check it out (yeah, yo, yo, uh)\n  start_ms: 6110\n  end_ms: 8840\n- text: Check it, check it out (word up, uh)\n  start_ms: 8840\n  end_ms: 11480\n- text: Check it, check it out (yo, yo, yo)\n  start_ms: 11480\n  end_ms: 14200\n- text: Check it, check it out (man Meth, uh)\n  start_ms: 14200\n  end_ms: 16790\n- text: Check it, check it out (yo-yo-yo, yo)\n  start_ms: 16790\n  end_ms: 19280\n- text: Check it, check it out (yo, yo, yo)\n  start_ms: 19280\n  end_ms: 21950\n- text: Check it, check it out (word, yeah)\n  start_ms: 21950\n  end_ms: 23540\n- text: Call us gorillas of the mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23540\n  end_ms: 26390\n- text: (Yo, code name) doc, what's your name? 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We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? 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Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":3678495,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Blackout!","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n(Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\nDiggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\nPhasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed to mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword\nMy crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.98] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:22.94] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.28] What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n[00:25.63] (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n[00:28.14] Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:30.74] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.41] (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n[00:36.11] Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:38.92] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.47] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.12] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:46.67] (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n[02:59.73] I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:01.99] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:05.07] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.54] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.12] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.70] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.08] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.80] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.29] (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Blackout!\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 19980\n  end_ms: 22940\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 22940\n  end_ms: 24280\n- text: What's your name? 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Ayo but where they at now?\nDiggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) 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Doc\nI bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.98] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:22.94] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.28] What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n[00:25.63] (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n[00:28.14] Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:30.74] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.41] (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n[00:36.11] Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:38.92] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.47] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.12] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:46.67] (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n[02:59.73] I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:01.99] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:05.07] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.54] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.12] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.70] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.08] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.80] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.29] (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Tical 2000 (Judgement Day)\n  duration_ms: 238000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 19980\n  end_ms: 22940\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 22940\n  end_ms: 24280\n- text: What's your name? 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Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n[00:28.84] (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n[00:30.60] Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:33.49] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:36.15] (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n[00:38.89] [Method Man]\n[00:39.74] Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:41.58] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:44.21] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:46.96] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:49.65] (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n[00:52.36] (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n[00:54.12] When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n[00:57.85] Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[00:59.63] [Redman]\n[01:00.52] We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n[01:02.34] Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n[01:05.00] \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n[01:14.90] [Method Man]\n[01:15.81] Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n[01:17.62] Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n[01:20.33] Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n[01:23.19] Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n[01:26.78] Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n[01:28.57] Cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n[01:31.25] Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n[01:33.90] Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n[01:36.63] Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n[01:38.44] From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n[01:40.26] These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n[01:42.99] These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n[01:45.68] So watch your back when you come to the slums\n[01:48.30] There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n[01:51.09] Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n[01:52.86] My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n[01:56.54] [E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n[01:57.49] \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n[02:06.49] [E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n[02:08.24] Check it, check it out (2X)\n[02:12.70] \".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n[02:15.47] [E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n[02:18.20] [Redman]\n[02:19.07] 'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n[02:21.79] Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n[02:23.54] My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n[02:26.20] I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n[02:28.91] With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n[02:31.69] To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n[02:33.51] Swallow this hard act to follow\n[02:36.22] You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n[02:38.90] I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n[02:41.63] I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n[02:44.35] Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n[02:47.00] Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n[02:48.82] Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n[02:53.32] By Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n[02:55.15] My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n[02:56.92] Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n[02:59.76] I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Tical 2000 - Judgement Day\n  duration_ms: 210312\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n  duration_ms: 106945\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":20935041,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical 2000: Judgement Day","duration":212.494,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n\n[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Uhh.\n[Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\nYo-yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n\n[Redman]\nCall us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? 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Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? 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Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n  duration_ms: 212494\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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(Hot Nix)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":20683937,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Iron Lung","duration":50.31185,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n\n[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Uhh.\n[Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\nYo-yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n\n[Redman]\nCall us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nix)\n(Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? 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Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Iron Lung\n  duration_ms: 50312\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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(Hot Nix)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":14851830,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"How High","duration":208.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n\n[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Uhh.\n[Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\nYo-yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n\n[Redman]\nCall us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nix)\n(Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\ncardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nyour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nwith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nto duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nlike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nby Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nbe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nlike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? 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Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: How High\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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(Hot Nix)\n(Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\ncardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nyour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nwith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nto duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nlike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nby Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) 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Doc\n[02:59.66] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:02.21] be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:04.78] like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.67] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.71] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.30] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.92] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.69] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:23.26] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day'\n  duration_ms: 205427\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 520\n  end_ms: 5110\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 5110\n  end_ms: 8330\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 8330\n  end_ms: 8890\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 8890\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 11050\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13940\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 13940\n  end_ms: 14510\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 14510\n  end_ms: 17350\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 17350\n  end_ms: 19300\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 19300\n  end_ms: 20180\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 20180\n  end_ms: 23260\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 23260\n  end_ms: 24680\n- text: What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n  start_ms: 24680\n  end_ms: 26040\n- text: (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  start_ms: 26040\n  end_ms: 28480\n- text: Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  start_ms: 28480\n  end_ms: 31020\n- text: (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  start_ms: 31020\n  end_ms: 33850\n- text: (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n  start_ms: 33850\n  end_ms: 36260\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 36260\n  end_ms: 36610\n- text: Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  start_ms: 36610\n  end_ms: 39150\n- text: Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  start_ms: 39150\n  end_ms: 41550\n- text: (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  start_ms: 41550\n  end_ms: 44430\n- text: Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  start_ms: 44430\n  end_ms: 47080\n- text: (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  start_ms: 47080\n  end_ms: 49340\n- text: (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n  start_ms: 49340\n  end_ms: 52090\n- text: When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  start_ms: 52090\n  end_ms: 54520\n- text: Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  start_ms: 54520\n  end_ms: 57040\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 57040\n  end_ms: 57180\n- text: We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  start_ms: 57180\n  end_ms: 60150\n- text: Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n  start_ms: 60150\n  end_ms: 62930\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)'\n  start_ms: 62930\n  end_ms: 72130\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 72130\n  end_ms: 72580\n- text: Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n  start_ms: 72580\n  end_ms: 74850\n- text: Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  start_ms: 74850\n  end_ms: 78360\n- text: Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n  start_ms: 78360\n  end_ms: 80770\n- text: Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n  start_ms: 80770\n  end_ms: 84320\n- text: Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n  start_ms: 84320\n  end_ms: 86110\n- text: cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n  start_ms: 86110\n  end_ms: 88610\n- text: your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  start_ms: 88610\n  end_ms: 90940\n- text: Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  start_ms: 90940\n  end_ms: 93660\n- text: Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n  start_ms: 93660\n  end_ms: 95620\n- text: From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n  start_ms: 95620\n  end_ms: 98120\n- text: These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  start_ms: 98120\n  end_ms: 100530\n- text: These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n  start_ms: 100530\n  end_ms: 103210\n- text: So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  start_ms: 103210\n  end_ms: 105470\n- text: There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n  start_ms: 105470\n  end_ms: 107920\n- text: Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n  start_ms: 107920\n  end_ms: 110530\n- text: My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n  start_ms: 110530\n  end_ms: 113230\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo'\n  start_ms: 113230\n  end_ms: 114980\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)'\n  start_ms: 114980\n  end_ms: 124250\n- text: '[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah'\n  start_ms: 124250\n  end_ms: 125690\n- text: Check it, check it out (2X)\n  start_ms: 125690\n  end_ms: 127740\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\"'\n  start_ms: 127740\n  end_ms: 130290\n- text: '[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh'\n  start_ms: 130290\n  end_ms: 135070\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 135070\n  end_ms: 135490\n- text: '''Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc'\n  start_ms: 135490\n  end_ms: 137490\n- text: Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  start_ms: 137490\n  end_ms: 140600\n- text: My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n  start_ms: 140600\n  end_ms: 143430\n- text: I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  start_ms: 143430\n  end_ms: 145980\n- text: with D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  start_ms: 145980\n  end_ms: 148660\n- text: to duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  start_ms: 148660\n  end_ms: 151260\n- text: Swallow this hard act to follow\n  start_ms: 151260\n  end_ms: 153010\n- text: You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  start_ms: 153010\n  end_ms: 156440\n- text: I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  start_ms: 156440\n  end_ms: 159020\n- text: I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n  start_ms: 159020\n  end_ms: 161780\n- text: Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  start_ms: 161780\n  end_ms: 164110\n- text: like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  start_ms: 164110\n  end_ms: 166550\n- text: Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  start_ms: 166550\n  end_ms: 170380\n- text: by Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n  start_ms: 170380\n  end_ms: 172130\n- text: My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n  start_ms: 172130\n  end_ms: 174390\n- text: Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n  start_ms: 174390\n  end_ms: 176850\n- text: I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  start_ms: 176850\n  end_ms: 179660\n- text: I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  start_ms: 179660\n  end_ms: 182210\n- text: be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  start_ms: 182210\n  end_ms: 184780\n- text: like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  start_ms: 184780\n  end_ms: 187670\n- text: (To see us sit down?) 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(Hot Nix)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n  When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  [Redman]\n  We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n  Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n  Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n  Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n  cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n  your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n  From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n  These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n  So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n  Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n  My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\n  Check it, check it out (2X)\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n  [Redman]\n  'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n  Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n  I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  with D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  to duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  Swallow this hard act to follow\n  You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n  Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  by Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n  My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n  Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n  I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":24028600,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"How High: The Soundtrack","duration":208.2012499,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n(Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\nDiggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\nPhasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed to mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword\nMy crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.98] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:22.94] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.28] What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n[00:25.63] (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n[00:28.14] Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:30.74] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.41] (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n[00:36.11] Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:38.92] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.47] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.12] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:46.67] (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n[00:48.93] (One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\n[00:51.61] When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n[00:54.56] Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[00:57.10] We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n[00:59.69] Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n[01:13.00] Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\n[01:14.64] Ghost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n[01:17.75] Be duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\n[01:20.67] Percussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\n[01:24.30] Another one bites the dust and (uh)\n[01:25.95] Cardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\n[01:28.46] Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n[01:30.81] Niggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n[01:33.08] Down these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\n[01:35.36] From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\n[01:37.85] These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n[01:40.16] These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\n[01:42.97] So watch your back when you come to the slums\n[01:45.01] There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\n[01:47.92] Phasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\n[01:50.36] My plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n[02:15.00] 'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n[02:17.03] Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n[02:20.32] My description, black male, yellowed to mellow\n[02:22.97] I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n[02:25.77] With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n[02:28.41] To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n[02:30.90] Swallow this hard act to follow\n[02:33.01] You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n[02:36.17] I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n[02:38.80] I stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\n[02:41.88] Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n[02:43.79] Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n[02:46.53] Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n[02:50.00] By Jamal with the Wu sword\n[02:51.97] My crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\n[02:54.31] Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\n[02:57.28] I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n[02:59.73] I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:01.99] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:05.07] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.54] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.12] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.70] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.08] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.80] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.29] (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'How High: The Soundtrack'\n  duration_ms: 208201\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 19980\n  end_ms: 22940\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 22940\n  end_ms: 24280\n- text: What's your name? 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Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.87] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.52] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.22] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.07] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.86] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.44] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.81] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.66] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.46] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.03] What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n[00:28.84] (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n[00:30.60] Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:33.49] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:36.15] (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n[00:38.89] [Method Man]\n[00:39.74] Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:41.58] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:44.21] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:46.96] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:49.65] (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n[00:52.36] (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n[00:54.12] When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n[00:57.85] Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[00:59.63] [Redman]\n[01:00.52] We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n[01:02.34] Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n[01:05.00] \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n[01:14.90] [Method Man]\n[01:15.81] Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n[01:17.62] Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n[01:20.33] Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n[01:23.19] Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n[01:26.78] Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n[01:28.57] Cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n[01:31.25] Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n[01:33.90] Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n[01:36.63] Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n[01:38.44] From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n[01:40.26] These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n[01:42.99] These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n[01:45.68] So watch your back when you come to the slums\n[01:48.30] There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n[01:51.09] Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n[01:52.86] My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n[01:56.54] [E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n[01:57.49] \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n[02:06.49] [E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n[02:08.24] Check it, check it out (2X)\n[02:12.70] \".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n[02:15.47] [E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n[02:18.20] [Redman]\n[02:19.07] 'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n[02:21.79] Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n[02:23.54] My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n[02:26.20] I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n[02:28.91] With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n[02:31.69] To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n[02:33.51] Swallow this hard act to follow\n[02:36.22] You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n[02:38.90] I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n[02:41.63] I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n[02:44.35] Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n[02:47.00] Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n[02:48.82] Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n[02:53.32] By Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n[02:55.15] My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n[02:56.92] Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n[02:59.76] I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 'Tical 2000: Judgement Day [by Hillside]'\n  duration_ms: 209427\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? 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Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":9366933,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Blackout!","duration":205.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n\n[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Uhh.\n[Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\nYo-yo, yo-yo\n[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n\n[Redman]\nCall us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nix)\n(Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n[02:59.66] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:02.21] be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:04.78] like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.67] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.71] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.30] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.92] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.69] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:23.26] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Blackout!\n  duration_ms: 205000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 520\n  end_ms: 5110\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 5110\n  end_ms: 8330\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 8330\n  end_ms: 8890\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 8890\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 11050\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13940\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 13940\n  end_ms: 14510\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 14510\n  end_ms: 17350\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 17350\n  end_ms: 19300\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 19300\n  end_ms: 20180\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 20180\n  end_ms: 23260\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 23260\n  end_ms: 24680\n- text: What's your name? 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(Hot Nix)\n(Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n[Redman]\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[Method Man]\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uhh)\ncardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\nyour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\nPhasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\nCheck it, check it out (2X)\n\".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n[Redman]\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed and mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nwith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nto duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nlike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nby Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\nMy crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) 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Doc\n[03:02.40] I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:05.19] be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:07.85] like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:10.58] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:13.29] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:15.95] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:17.74] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:20.44] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:23.14] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:24.94] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Tical 2000∶ Judgement Day\n  duration_ms: 209000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 1870\n  end_ms: 4520\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 4520\n  end_ms: 7220\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 7220\n  end_ms: 9070\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 9070\n  end_ms: 10860\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 10860\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17170\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 17170\n  end_ms: 19810\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 19810\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 22580\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 22580\n  end_ms: 23460\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 23460\n  end_ms: 26150\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 26150\n  end_ms: 27030\n- text: What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n  start_ms: 27030\n  end_ms: 28840\n- text: (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  start_ms: 28840\n  end_ms: 30600\n- text: Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  start_ms: 30600\n  end_ms: 33490\n- text: (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  start_ms: 33490\n  end_ms: 36150\n- text: (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n  start_ms: 36150\n  end_ms: 38890\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 38890\n  end_ms: 39740\n- text: Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  start_ms: 39740\n  end_ms: 41580\n- text: Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  start_ms: 41580\n  end_ms: 44210\n- text: (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  start_ms: 44210\n  end_ms: 46960\n- text: Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  start_ms: 46960\n  end_ms: 49650\n- text: (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  start_ms: 49650\n  end_ms: 52360\n- text: (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n  start_ms: 52360\n  end_ms: 54120\n- text: When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  start_ms: 54120\n  end_ms: 57850\n- text: Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  start_ms: 57850\n  end_ms: 59630\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 59630\n  end_ms: 60520\n- text: We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  start_ms: 60520\n  end_ms: 62340\n- text: Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n  start_ms: 62340\n  end_ms: 65000\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)'\n  start_ms: 65000\n  end_ms: 74900\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 74900\n  end_ms: 75810\n- text: Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n  start_ms: 75810\n  end_ms: 77620\n- text: Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  start_ms: 77620\n  end_ms: 80330\n- text: Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n  start_ms: 80330\n  end_ms: 83190\n- text: Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n  start_ms: 83190\n  end_ms: 86780\n- text: Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n  start_ms: 86780\n  end_ms: 88570\n- text: cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n  start_ms: 88570\n  end_ms: 91250\n- text: your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  start_ms: 91250\n  end_ms: 93900\n- text: Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  start_ms: 93900\n  end_ms: 96630\n- text: Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n  start_ms: 96630\n  end_ms: 98440\n- text: From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n  start_ms: 98440\n  end_ms: 100260\n- text: These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  start_ms: 100260\n  end_ms: 102990\n- text: These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n  start_ms: 102990\n  end_ms: 105680\n- text: So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  start_ms: 105680\n  end_ms: 108300\n- text: There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n  start_ms: 108300\n  end_ms: 111090\n- text: Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n  start_ms: 111090\n  end_ms: 112860\n- text: My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n  start_ms: 112860\n  end_ms: 116540\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo'\n  start_ms: 116540\n  end_ms: 117490\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)'\n  start_ms: 117490\n  end_ms: 126490\n- text: '[E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah'\n  start_ms: 126490\n  end_ms: 128240\n- text: Check it, check it out (2X)\n  start_ms: 128240\n  end_ms: 132700\n- text: '\".funk with the Big Dogs\"'\n  start_ms: 132700\n  end_ms: 135470\n- text: '[E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh'\n  start_ms: 135470\n  end_ms: 138200\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 138200\n  end_ms: 139070\n- text: '''Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc'\n  start_ms: 139070\n  end_ms: 141790\n- text: Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  start_ms: 141790\n  end_ms: 143540\n- text: My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n  start_ms: 143540\n  end_ms: 146200\n- text: I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  start_ms: 146200\n  end_ms: 148910\n- text: with D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  start_ms: 148910\n  end_ms: 151690\n- text: to duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  start_ms: 151690\n  end_ms: 153510\n- text: Swallow this hard act to follow\n  start_ms: 153510\n  end_ms: 156220\n- text: You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  start_ms: 156220\n  end_ms: 158900\n- text: I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  start_ms: 158900\n  end_ms: 161630\n- text: I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n  start_ms: 161630\n  end_ms: 164350\n- text: Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  start_ms: 164350\n  end_ms: 167000\n- text: like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  start_ms: 167000\n  end_ms: 168820\n- text: Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  start_ms: 168820\n  end_ms: 173320\n- text: by Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n  start_ms: 173320\n  end_ms: 175150\n- text: My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n  start_ms: 175150\n  end_ms: 176920\n- text: Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n  start_ms: 176920\n  end_ms: 179760\n- text: I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) 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(Hot Nix)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n  When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  [Redman]\n  We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n  Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n  Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n  Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n  cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n  your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n  From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n  These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n  So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n  Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n  My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\n  Check it, check it out (2X)\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n  [Redman]\n  'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n  Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n  I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  with D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  to duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  Swallow this hard act to follow\n  You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n  Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  by Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n  My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n  Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n  I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"},{"id":37010565,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Blunt Brothers","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n(Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\nDiggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) 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Doc\nI bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.98] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:22.94] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.28] What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n[00:25.63] (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n[00:28.14] Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:30.74] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.41] (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n[00:36.11] Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:38.92] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.47] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.12] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:46.67] (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n[02:59.73] I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:01.99] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:05.07] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.54] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.12] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.70] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.08] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.80] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.29] (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Blunt Brothers\n  duration_ms: 210000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 19980\n  end_ms: 22940\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 22940\n  end_ms: 24280\n- text: What's your name? 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We too hard to hold off\n  start_ms: 46670\n  end_ms: 48930\n- text: (One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\n  start_ms: 48930\n  end_ms: 51610\n- text: When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  start_ms: 51610\n  end_ms: 54560\n- text: Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  start_ms: 54560\n  end_ms: 57100\n- text: We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  start_ms: 57100\n  end_ms: 59690\n- text: Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n  start_ms: 59690\n  end_ms: 73000\n- text: Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\n  start_ms: 73000\n  end_ms: 74640\n- text: Ghost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  start_ms: 74640\n  end_ms: 77750\n- text: Be duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\n  start_ms: 77750\n  end_ms: 80670\n- text: Percussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\n  start_ms: 80670\n  end_ms: 84300\n- text: Another one bites the dust and (uh)\n  start_ms: 84300\n  end_ms: 85950\n- text: Cardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\n  start_ms: 85950\n  end_ms: 88460\n- text: Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  start_ms: 88460\n  end_ms: 90810\n- text: Niggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  start_ms: 90810\n  end_ms: 93080\n- text: Down these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\n  start_ms: 93080\n  end_ms: 95360\n- text: From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\n  start_ms: 95360\n  end_ms: 97850\n- text: These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  start_ms: 97850\n  end_ms: 100160\n- text: These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\n  start_ms: 100160\n  end_ms: 102970\n- text: So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  start_ms: 102970\n  end_ms: 105010\n- text: There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\n  start_ms: 105010\n  end_ms: 107920\n- text: Phasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\n  start_ms: 107920\n  end_ms: 110360\n- text: My plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n  start_ms: 110360\n  end_ms: 135000\n- text: '''Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc'\n  start_ms: 135000\n  end_ms: 137030\n- text: Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  start_ms: 137030\n  end_ms: 140320\n- text: My description, black male, yellowed to mellow\n  start_ms: 140320\n  end_ms: 142970\n- text: I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  start_ms: 142970\n  end_ms: 145770\n- text: With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  start_ms: 145770\n  end_ms: 148410\n- text: To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  start_ms: 148410\n  end_ms: 150900\n- text: Swallow this hard act to follow\n  start_ms: 150900\n  end_ms: 153010\n- text: You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  start_ms: 153010\n  end_ms: 156170\n- text: I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  start_ms: 156170\n  end_ms: 158800\n- text: I stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\n  start_ms: 158800\n  end_ms: 161880\n- text: Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  start_ms: 161880\n  end_ms: 163790\n- text: Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  start_ms: 163790\n  end_ms: 166530\n- text: Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  start_ms: 166530\n  end_ms: 170000\n- text: By Jamal with the Wu sword\n  start_ms: 170000\n  end_ms: 171970\n- text: My crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\n  start_ms: 171970\n  end_ms: 174310\n- text: Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\n  start_ms: 174310\n  end_ms: 177280\n- text: I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  start_ms: 177280\n  end_ms: 179730\n- text: I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  start_ms: 179730\n  end_ms: 181990\n- text: Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  start_ms: 181990\n  end_ms: 185070\n- text: Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  start_ms: 185070\n  end_ms: 187540\n- text: (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  start_ms: 187540\n  end_ms: 190120\n- text: (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  start_ms: 190120\n  end_ms: 192700\n- text: That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  start_ms: 192700\n  end_ms: 195080\n- text: U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  start_ms: 195080\n  end_ms: 197800\n- text: (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  start_ms: 197800\n  end_ms: 200290\n- text: (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side\n  start_ms: 200290\nplain: |-\n  Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  (Your code name) Doc\n  What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n  Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  (One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\n  When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n  Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\n  Ghost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  Be duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\n  Percussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\n  Another one bites the dust and (uh)\n  Cardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\n  Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  Niggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  Down these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\n  From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\n  These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\n  So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\n  Phasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\n  My plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n  'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n  Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  My description, black male, yellowed to mellow\n  I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  Swallow this hard act to follow\n  You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  I stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\n  Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  By Jamal with the Wu sword\n  My crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\n  Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\n  I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side\n"},{"id":28073814,"name":"Big Dogs","trackName":"Big Dogs","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"The Riddler Gold","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n(Your code name) Doc\nWhat's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n(Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\nYo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n(Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\nDiggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n(One arm slam ya like Nikolai Volkoff)\nWhen I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\nEverything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\nWe rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\nStarting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\nJohnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uh)\nGhost stories by the campfire (uh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\nBe duckin' from the head rushin' (uh) Wu-Tang production (uh)\nPercussions bringin repercussions (uh) I hold my mic sideways BUSTIN\nAnother one bites the dust and (uh)\nCardiac arrest clutchin' (uh) your chest suckin' (uh)\nYour last breath, M-R, period, Meth\nNiggas, dyin' from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\nDown these mean streets Jonny Quest (uh)\nFrom ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uh)\nThese habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\nThese alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uh)\nSo watch your back when you come to the slums\nThere ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uh)\nPhasers on stun I be givin' it to Son\nMy plate spares no one, \"My uzi weighs a ton\"\n'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\nSend crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\nMy description, black male, yellowed to mellow\nI make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\nWith D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\nTo duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\nSwallow this hard act to follow\nYou could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\nI'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\nI stomp harder in slow motion den, den-den-den\nYo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\nLike they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\nIncorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\nBy Jamal with the Wu sword\nMy crew specialize in, snakin' your bitch\nRobbin you, while you on the floor, shakin' and shit\nI'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\nI bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","syncedLyrics":"[00:19.98] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:22.94] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.28] What's your name? (Hot Nicks)\n[00:25.63] (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n[00:28.14] Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:30.74] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.41] (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n[00:36.11] Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:38.92] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.47] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.12] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:46.67] (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n[02:59.73] I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n[03:01.99] Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n[03:05.07] Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n[03:07.54] (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.12] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.70] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.08] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.80] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.29] (Ayo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: The Riddler Gold\n  duration_ms: 209000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 19980\n  end_ms: 22940\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 22940\n  end_ms: 24280\n- text: What's your name? 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(Hot Nicks)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin' that shit holdin' they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin' your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of biscuits?) Ayo but where they at now?\n  Diggy down down we Reservoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) 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Doc\n  I bomb shit 'til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) 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Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n(You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n[Method Man]\nDiggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\nGot my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n(Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\nDisease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n(Boo-yah!) 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Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nbe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nlike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.55] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:05.19] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:08.33] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:08.86] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:09.97] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:11.05] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:13.96] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:14.50] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:17.37] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:19.33] [Redman]\n[00:20.10] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:23.27] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:24.65] What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n[00:26.02] (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n[00:28.40] Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n[00:31.05] (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n[00:33.81] (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n[00:36.27] [Method Man]\n[00:36.61] Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n[00:39.16] Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n[00:41.58] (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n[00:44.49] Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n[00:47.07] (Boo-yah!) 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Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n[03:10.25] (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n[03:12.72] That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n[03:15.31] U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n[03:17.92] (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n[03:20.69] (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n[03:23.27] [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n[03:25.35] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Big Dogs\n  artist: Method Man & Red Man\n  album: How High Soundtrack\n  duration_ms: 208000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n  start_ms: 550\n  end_ms: 5190\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up'\n  start_ms: 5190\n  end_ms: 8330\n- text: '[Meth] Yo, yo-yo'\n  start_ms: 8330\n  end_ms: 8860\n- text: '[E-Dub] Uhh.'\n  start_ms: 8860\n  end_ms: 9970\n- text: '[Red] Yo, yo, yo!'\n  start_ms: 9970\n  end_ms: 11050\n- text: '[E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung'\n  start_ms: 11050\n  end_ms: 13960\n- text: '[Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.'\n  start_ms: 13960\n  end_ms: 14500\n- text: Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  start_ms: 14500\n  end_ms: 17370\n- text: '[E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo'\n  start_ms: 17370\n  end_ms: 19330\n- text: '[Redman]'\n  start_ms: 19330\n  end_ms: 20100\n- text: Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  start_ms: 20100\n  end_ms: 23270\n- text: (Your code name) Doc\n  start_ms: 23270\n  end_ms: 24650\n- text: What's your name? 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Doc\nI bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\nBe the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\nLike the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n(To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n(And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\nThat's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\nU.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n(Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n(Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.85] Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n[00:04.54] [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n[00:07.21] [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n[00:09.05] [E-Dub] Uhh.\n[00:10.80] [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n[00:14.48] [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n[00:17.17] [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n[00:19.88] Yo-yo, yo-yo\n[00:21.64] [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n[00:22.58] [Redman]\n[00:23.42] Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n[00:26.15] (Your code name) Doc\n[00:27.06] What's your name? 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Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  start_ms: 190590\n  end_ms: 193260\n- text: (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  start_ms: 193260\n  end_ms: 195920\n- text: That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  start_ms: 195920\n  end_ms: 197730\n- text: U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  start_ms: 197730\n  end_ms: 200450\n- text: (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  start_ms: 200450\n  end_ms: 203100\n- text: (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n  start_ms: 203100\n  end_ms: 204910\n- text: '[E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah'\n  start_ms: 204910\n  end_ms: 205840\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 205840\nplain: |-\n  Check it, check it out (8X in background)\n\n  [E-Dub] Uh-huh, yeah yeah. ahh yeah word up\n  [Meth] Yo, yo-yo\n  [E-Dub] Uhh.\n  [Red] Yo, yo, yo!\n  [E-Dub] Redman. ahh yo, Iron Lung\n  [Red] Yo-yo-yo, yo.\n  Yo-yo, yo-yo\n  [E-Dub] Word, E-Dub uhh, word. yo\n\n  [Redman]\n  Call us Guerillas of the Mist, raunchy vocalists\n  (Your code name) Doc\n  What's your name? (Hot Nix)\n  (Who them slick kids puffin that shit holdin they dicks?)\n  Yo them same two, drivin your whip, fuckin your bitch\n  (Hold me down son!) Yo, I hold you down with the pound\n  (You got a lot of BISCUITS?) Aiyyo but where they at now?\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Diggy down down we Resevoir Dogs, you puppy chow-chow\n  Got my mittens on the kitten, lickin it now-now\n  (Yo we bring the beef to you, infest it with the Mad Cow)\n  Disease (we set to load) cocks and squeeze\n  (Boo-yah!) We too hard to hold off\n  (One arm slam ya like Nicoli Volkov)\n  When I dip-dip-diva (diva) the anti-socializa (liza)\n  Everything be ice cream, observe the frusen-gladje\n  [Redman]\n  We rock ya, knock ya fuckin whole team off the roster\n  Starting lineup, Iron Lung (and Funk Doctor)\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Johnny Blaze the Ghostrider (uhh)\n  Ghost stories by the campfire (uhh) We night breed (VAM-PIRE!)\n  Be duckin from the head rushin (uhh) Wu-Tang production (uhh)\n  Percussions bringin repercussions (uhh) I hold my mike sideways BUSTIN\n  Another one bites the dust and (uhh)\n  Cardiac arrest clutchin (uhh) your chest suckin (uhh)\n  Your last breath, M-R, period, Meth\n  Niggaz, dyin from papercuts, BLEEDIN TO DEATH\n  Down these mean streets Johnny Quest (uhh)\n  From ASCAP to NASDAQ, get that money sack (uhh)\n  These habitats ain't no place to raise a FAMILY AT\n  These alley cats (ha) be at war with these dirty rats (uhh)\n  So watch your back when you come to the slums\n  There ain't nowhere to RUN from the Iron Lizard Lung (uhh)\n  Phasers on stun - I be givin it to Son\n  My plate spares no one, \"Miuzi Weighs a Ton\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Word up, Meth yo\n\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\" (4X)\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah, uh-huh, yeah\n\n  Check it, check it out (2X)\n  \".funk with the Big Dogs\"\n\n  [E-Dub] Yeah Dynamic Duo, uhh\n\n  [Redman]\n  'Pon cock, the Don Juan Doc\n  Send crews back to the shoeshine box, connect the dots\n  My description, black male, yellowed and mellow\n  I make it hard for MC's to run neck and elbow\n  With D-O, penal code, Deebo knows\n  To duck when he hear the bike, wit the squeaky clutch\n  Swallow this hard act to follow\n  You could parachute off my slang and use my, rhymes to toggle\n  I'm tense, so smooth I can't be fingerprinted\n  I stomp harder in slow motion. den, den-den-den\n  Yo, fuck your applaud, bitches still rush me\n  Like they rushed the store before Soul Train Awards\n  Incorporate a law, whoever ain't raw get they hand chopped\n  By Jamal with the Wu sword (whoooo-eeeee!)\n  My crew specialize in, snakin your bitch\n  Robbin you, while you on the floor, shakin and shit\n  I'm doin me now do you (Yo, who you?) Doc\n  I bomb shit til the Conflict's Crucial, I\n  Be the black \"El Nino,\" I mean yo, I'm supreme\n  Like the team show witcha paid yo' cream fo'\n  (To see us sit down?) Yo, nah we get the fuck up\n  (And leave the one you wit) Then take her from Usher\n  That's right, six-double-oh with chrome pipes\n  U.S. Marshal's, out to pen us up like Snipes\n  (Throw it in drive) Fuck takin me and Meth alive!\n  (Aiyyo you lick that a-way) You lick out the other side!\n\n  [E-Dub] Ohh, yeah yeah\n"}]