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About to bring the ruckus\nThis just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\nMy nigga, take a puff of this\nPiff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\nBitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\nTurn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\nIf I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\nLadies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n\n[Chorus 2X: Method Man (Kwamé)]\nFall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\nHold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\nAnd when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\nKeep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n\n[Method Man]\nHere we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\nCops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\nAnd the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\nOn them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\nAll daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\nWhile y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\nMan, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\nCuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\nY'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\nAlotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\nLet me put my fitted down *hwak* spit around\nListen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\nHere I got that miracle, sickest individual\nFlow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\nIt's not an act, it's all actual fact\nThe kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n\n[Chorus 2X]\n\n[Method Man]\nAww shit, ain't this about a bitch\nI give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\nAnd I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\nFeeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\nWhat y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\nStop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\nMeth is chillin' like milk top killing\nIf it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\nI'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\nWhat it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\nSo niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n\n[Chorus 2X]\n\n[Outro: Method Man]\nRest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.82] (feat. 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About to bring the ruckus\n[00:33.04] This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\n[00:34.16] My nigga, take a puff of this\n[00:36.20] Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\n[00:38.18] Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\n[00:41.20] Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\n[00:43.29] If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\n[00:46.26] Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\n[00:48.24] I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n[00:51.39] [Chorus 2X: Method Man (Kwamé)]\n[00:52.39] Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\n[00:54.33] Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\n[00:56.40] And when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\n[00:58.46] Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n[01:10.50] [Method Man]\n[01:12.57] Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\n[01:14.49] Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\n[01:16.45] And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\n[01:18.51] On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\n[01:21.51] All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\n[01:23.69] While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\n[01:26.51] Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\n[01:28.62] Cuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\n[01:31.60] Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\n[01:33.73] Alotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\n[01:36.75] Let me put my fitted down *hwak* spit around\n[01:38.70] Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\n[01:41.82] Here I got that miracle, sickest individual\n[01:43.82] Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\n[01:46.85] It's not an act, it's all actual fact\n[01:48.82] The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n[01:51.86] [Chorus 2X]\n[02:11.90] [Method Man]\n[02:17.09] Aww shit, ain't this about a bitch\n[02:19.05] I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\n[02:22.08] And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\n[02:24.19] Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\n[02:27.16] What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\n[02:29.15] Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\n[02:32.15] Meth is chillin' like milk top killing\n[02:35.14] If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\n[02:38.24] I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\n[02:39.29] What it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\n[02:41.24] So niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\n[02:45.21] I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n[02:47.37] [Chorus 2X]\n[03:10.42] [Outro: Method Man]\n[03:12.42] Rest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt\n[03:23.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fall Out [Dirty]\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Fall Out [VLS]\n  duration_ms: 204121\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (feat. 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About to bring the ruckus\nThis just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\nMy nigga, take a puff of this\nPiff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\nBitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\nTurn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\nIf I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\nLadies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n\n[Chorus 2X: Method Man (Kwamé)]\nFall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\nHold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\nAnd when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\nKeep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n\n[Method Man]\nHere we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\nCops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\nAnd the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\nOn them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\nAll daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\nWhile y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\nMan, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\nCuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\nY'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\nAlotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\nLet me put my fitted down *hwak* spit around\nListen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\nHere I got that miracle, sickest individual\nFlow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\nIt's not an act, it's all actual fact\nThe kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n\n[Chorus 2X]\n\n[Method Man]\nAww shit, ain't this about a bitch\nI give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\nAnd I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\nFeeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\nWhat y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\nStop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\nMeth is chillin' like milk top killing\nIf it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\nI'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\nWhat it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\nSo niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n\n[Chorus 2X]\n\n[Outro: Method Man]\nRest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.82] (feat. 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About to bring the ruckus\n  start_ms: 31030\n  end_ms: 33040\n- text: This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\n  start_ms: 33040\n  end_ms: 34160\n- text: My nigga, take a puff of this\n  start_ms: 34160\n  end_ms: 36200\n- text: Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\n  start_ms: 36200\n  end_ms: 38180\n- text: Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\n  start_ms: 38180\n  end_ms: 41200\n- text: Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\n  start_ms: 41200\n  end_ms: 43290\n- text: If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\n  start_ms: 43290\n  end_ms: 46260\n- text: Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\n  start_ms: 46260\n  end_ms: 48240\n- text: I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n  start_ms: 48240\n  end_ms: 51390\n- text: '[Chorus 2X: Method Man (Kwamé)]'\n  start_ms: 51390\n  end_ms: 52390\n- text: Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\n  start_ms: 52390\n  end_ms: 54330\n- text: Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\n  start_ms: 54330\n  end_ms: 56400\n- text: And when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\n  start_ms: 56400\n  end_ms: 58460\n- text: Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n  start_ms: 58460\n  end_ms: 70500\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 70500\n  end_ms: 72570\n- text: Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\n  start_ms: 72570\n  end_ms: 74490\n- text: Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\n  start_ms: 74490\n  end_ms: 76450\n- text: And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\n  start_ms: 76450\n  end_ms: 78510\n- text: On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\n  start_ms: 78510\n  end_ms: 81510\n- text: All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\n  start_ms: 81510\n  end_ms: 83690\n- text: While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\n  start_ms: 83690\n  end_ms: 86510\n- text: Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\n  start_ms: 86510\n  end_ms: 88620\n- text: Cuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\n  start_ms: 88620\n  end_ms: 91600\n- text: Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\n  start_ms: 91600\n  end_ms: 93730\n- text: Alotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\n  start_ms: 93730\n  end_ms: 96750\n- text: Let me put my fitted down *hwak* spit around\n  start_ms: 96750\n  end_ms: 98700\n- text: Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\n  start_ms: 98700\n  end_ms: 101820\n- text: Here I got that miracle, sickest individual\n  start_ms: 101820\n  end_ms: 103820\n- text: Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\n  start_ms: 103820\n  end_ms: 106850\n- text: It's not an act, it's all actual fact\n  start_ms: 106850\n  end_ms: 108820\n- text: The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n  start_ms: 108820\n  end_ms: 111860\n- text: '[Chorus 2X]'\n  start_ms: 111860\n  end_ms: 131900\n- text: '[Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 131900\n  end_ms: 137090\n- text: Aww shit, ain't this about a bitch\n  start_ms: 137090\n  end_ms: 139050\n- text: I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\n  start_ms: 139050\n  end_ms: 142080\n- text: And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\n  start_ms: 142080\n  end_ms: 144190\n- text: Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\n  start_ms: 144190\n  end_ms: 147160\n- text: What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\n  start_ms: 147160\n  end_ms: 149150\n- text: Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\n  start_ms: 149150\n  end_ms: 152150\n- text: Meth is chillin' like milk top killing\n  start_ms: 152150\n  end_ms: 155140\n- text: If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\n  start_ms: 155140\n  end_ms: 158240\n- text: I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\n  start_ms: 158240\n  end_ms: 159290\n- text: What it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\n  start_ms: 159290\n  end_ms: 161240\n- text: So niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\n  start_ms: 161240\n  end_ms: 165210\n- text: I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n  start_ms: 165210\n  end_ms: 167370\n- text: '[Chorus 2X]'\n  start_ms: 167370\n  end_ms: 190420\n- text: '[Outro: Method Man]'\n  start_ms: 190420\n  end_ms: 192420\n- text: Rest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt\n  start_ms: 192420\n  end_ms: 203540\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 203540\nplain: |-\n  (Feat. Kwamé)\n\n  [Intro: Kwamé]\n  This - this is brought to you\n  By the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System\n  In the - in the event of an actual emergency\n  You will be told to... FALL OUT!\n  FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT!\n\n  [Method Man]\n  S.I. (rockin' it) N.Y. (rockin' it)\n  Shit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it\n  Game stay on top of it, lame, just the opposite\n  It's no thang, when I \"bring the pain\" ain't no stopping it (hold on)\n  Who the fuck is this? 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About to bring the ruckus\n  This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\n  My nigga, take a puff of this\n  Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\n  Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\n  Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\n  If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\n  Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\n  I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n\n  [Chorus 2X: Method Man (Kwamé)]\n  Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\n  Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\n  And when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\n  Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\n  Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\n  And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\n  On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\n  All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\n  While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\n  Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\n  Cuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\n  Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\n  Alotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\n  Let me put my fitted down *hwak* spit around\n  Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\n  Here I got that miracle, sickest individual\n  Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\n  It's not an act, it's all actual fact\n  The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n\n  [Chorus 2X]\n\n  [Method Man]\n  Aww shit, ain't this about a bitch\n  I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\n  And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\n  Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\n  What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\n  Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\n  Meth is chillin' like milk top killing\n  If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\n  I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\n  What it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\n  So niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\n  I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n\n  [Chorus 2X]\n\n  [Outro: Method Man]\n  Rest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt\n"},{"id":19110525,"name":"Fall Out (Album Version (Edited))","trackName":"Fall Out (Album Version (Edited))","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"4:21...The Day After","duration":204.08,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"This - this is brought to you\nBy the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System\nIn the - in the event of an actual emergency\nYou will be told to... FALL OUT!\nFALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT!\n\nS.I. (rockin' it) N.Y. (rockin' it)\nShit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it\nGame stay on top of it, lame, just the opposite\nIt's no thang, when I \"bring the pain\" ain't no stopping it (hold on)\nWho the fuck is this? About to bring the ruckus\nThis just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\nMy nigga, take a puff of this\nPiff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\nBitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\nTurn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\nIf I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\nLadies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n\nFall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\nHold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\nAnd when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\nKeep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n\nHere we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\nCops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\nAnd the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\nOn them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\nAll daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\nWhile y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\nMan, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\nCuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\nY'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\nAlotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\nLet me put my fitted down hwak spit around\nListen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\nHere I got that miracle, sickest individual\nFlow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\nIt's not an act, it's all actual fact\nThe kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n\nAww shit, ain't this about a bitch\nI give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\nAnd I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\nFeeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\nWhat y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\nStop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\nMeth is chillin' like milk top killing\nIf it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\nI'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\nWhat it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\nSo niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\nI'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n\nRest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Fall Out (Album Version (Edited))\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 4:21...The Day After\n  duration_ms: 204080\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  This - this is brought to you\n  By the K-1, Emergency Broadcasting System\n  In the - in the event of an actual emergency\n  You will be told to... FALL OUT!\n  FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT! FALL OUT!\n\n  S.I. (rockin' it) N.Y. (rockin' it)\n  Shit we stay poppin' it, 4-5 rockin' it\n  Game stay on top of it, lame, just the opposite\n  It's no thang, when I \"bring the pain\" ain't no stopping it (hold on)\n  Who the fuck is this? About to bring the ruckus\n  This just ya boy, I'm some on other shit\n  My nigga, take a puff of this\n  Piff man, I'm loving this, is Staten Island up in this?\n  Bitch, like we running it, and somebody wanna pub-a-lic (I'm coming)\n  Turn it up a bit, so my thugs can thug a bit\n  If I got my brother get, K, we got another hit\n  Ladies please, where y'all puffin' them trees?\n  I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, you can't breathe, fall\n\n  Fall out, yeah, I'm going all out (hold on)\n  Hold on, man, what's really going on (I'm coming)\n  And when I'm coming, a hundred miles & running (keep back)\n  Keep back, y'all ain't got it like that (fall out)\n\n  Here we go again, herb-smoke, blowing in the wind\n  Cops chasing, wanna throw him in the pen\n  And the day he leave the game, yo, he going in the Benz\n  On them 24's looking like he rolling on the rims\n  All daying, knawimsayin', I'm staying up to par, parleyin'\n  While y'all hating, I'm splitting this cigar\n  Man, it's nathan, all y'all do is aim and start spraying\n  Cuz tonight's the night, and me and my niggaz ain't playing (keep back)\n  Y'all done did it now, another critic kicked Tical\n  Alotta niggaz mad cuz I ain't fold like they figure, now\n  Let me put my fitted down hwak spit around\n  Listen when this hit the ground, y'all gon' hear the difference now\n  Here I got that miracle, sickest individual\n  Flow that's so original, see this is what they meant to do\n  It's not an act, it's all actual fact\n  The kid is back, making tracks, catch panic attacks, and fall\n\n  Aww shit, ain't this about a bitch\n  I give a fuck about a bitch, I'm more about a grip\n  And I'm all that a nigga got, the more he gotta get\n  Feeling like a million dollars, buyin' million dollar shit (keep back)\n  What y'all dealing with, one shot killing it\n  Stop changing my style, when y'all stop stealing it\n  Meth is chillin' like milk top killing\n  If it ain't got no real in it, I'm probably not feeling it (keep back)\n  I'm deadin' ya kids, and burn another blizz\n  What it is, what it is, Wu-Tang is for the kids\n  So niggaz please, why y'all puffin' them trees\n  I'm damaging M.C.'s, oxygen, they can't breathe, fall\n\n  Rest in peace Ol' Dirty Bastard a/k/a Dirt McGirt\n"}]