[{"id":29673164,"name":"Release Yo' Delf","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf","duration":255.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\nInside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\nNiggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\nRemedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\nTical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\nAs I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\nKeep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nKeep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release yo' delf\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\nI be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the Pope\nWord to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\nNo stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\nNiggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\nBut he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\nYah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\nThen beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAn' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\nI plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\nBaby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAn' wave 'em from side to side\nAn' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\nLet me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:07.33] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:13.64] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:20.94] And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:25.41] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:29.96] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:36.29] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:40.86] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:45.39] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:49.87] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:51.65] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\n[00:53.58] Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n[00:56.24] Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n[00:58.92] Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:00.72] Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n[01:03.48] Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n[01:07.07] Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n[01:08.84] For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:10.66] Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n[01:13.35] Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n[01:16.14] Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n[01:17.90] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[01:20.66] Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n[01:26.01] As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n[01:27.87] Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n[01:30.53] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[01:32.38] Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n[01:35.11] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[01:37.84] Party people gettin' down\n[01:39.62] When it hit the baddest man\n[01:41.41] Just release yo' delf\n[01:45.06] My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n[01:47.76] To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n[01:49.65] I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n[01:52.31] If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n[01:55.07] I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n[01:57.72] For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n[01:59.59] Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n[02:02.23] No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n[02:04.92] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n[02:07.67] Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[02:09.59] It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n[02:12.20] That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n[02:14.91] What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:16.72] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:18.52] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:21.20] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:23.99] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:25.86] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.46] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.14] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:34.81] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:36.67] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.31] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.02] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:43.94] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:45.74] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.41] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.15] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:53.88] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.63] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.26] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[03:01.15] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.89] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.62] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.36] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.87] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.86] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.70] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.17] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:35.43] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.10] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.07] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.85] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.22] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.80] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.15] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[04:00.81] Your 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doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\n  Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n  Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\n  Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\n  Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\n  As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n  Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release yo' delf\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\n  I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n  Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n  No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n  Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n  'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n  But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\n  Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n  Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n  I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n  Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  An' wave 'em from side to side\n  An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n  Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n"},{"id":9127968,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf","duration":357.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nmy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! 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Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:17.79] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:19.99] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:22.23] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:24.90] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:26.76] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.79] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.48] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:35.19] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:37.54] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.60] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.31] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:44.29] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:46.62] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.93] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.61] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:54.43] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.65] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:57.10] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[02:58.32] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.22] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:01.25] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:05.65] \n[03:09.12] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:13.37] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.71] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:23.30] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.95] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:28.99] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:32.94] \n[03:36.30] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.36] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.75] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:43.74] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.44] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:52.44] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.59] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the 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227440\n- text: Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  start_ms: 227440\n  end_ms: 232440\n- text: My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  start_ms: 232440\n  end_ms: 237590\n- text: An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  start_ms: 237590\n  end_ms: 240340\n- text: Your careers won't be lastin' long\n  start_ms: 240340\n  end_ms: 242200\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 242200\nplain: |-\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\n  Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\n  Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n  Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\n  Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\n  Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\n  As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n  Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release yo' delf\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be 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Niggaz think they bigga\n  'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n  But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\n  Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n  Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n  I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n  Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  An' wave 'em from side to side\n  An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n  Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n"},{"id":14995935,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf","duration":354.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nmy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\nI buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\nno more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAnd keep it moving, baby keep it moving\nI plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\nAnd keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\nBaby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAnd wave em from side to side\nAnd if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\nLet me hear you say stimuli\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Release Yo' Delf\n  duration_ms: 354000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Check it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\n  Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\n  Adventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\n  Remedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n  (Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\n  As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin and keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\n  Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release, yo delf!\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\n  I be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\n  I bring it to the Pope, word to mother\n  Serial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\n  my peoples are you with me where you at?\n  Shit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\n  Niggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":24199389,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (LP version)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (LP version)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf","duration":255.824263,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\nInside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\nNiggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\nRemedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\nTical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\nAs I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\nKeep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nKeep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release yo' delf\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\nI be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the Pope\nWord to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\nNo stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\nNiggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\nBut he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\nYah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\nThen beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAn' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\nI plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\nBaby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAn' wave 'em from side to side\nAn' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\nLet me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:07.37] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:13.66] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:20.97] And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:25.47] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:29.93] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:36.21] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:40.83] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:45.30] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:49.82] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:51.63] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\n[00:53.54] Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n[00:56.24] Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n[00:58.91] Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:00.76] Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n[01:03.48] Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n[01:07.06] Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n[01:08.89] For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:10.67] Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n[01:13.35] Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n[01:16.18] Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n[01:17.94] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[01:20.62] Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n[01:26.02] As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n[01:27.88] Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n[01:30.57] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[01:32.34] Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n[01:35.16] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[01:37.85] Party people gettin' down\n[01:39.64] When it hit the baddest man\n[01:41.40] Just release yo' delf\n[01:45.06] My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n[01:47.71] To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n[01:49.67] I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n[01:52.33] If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n[01:55.08] I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n[01:57.71] For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n[01:59.54] Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n[02:02.22] No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n[02:04.91] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n[02:07.66] Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[02:09.56] It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n[02:12.25] That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n[02:14.91] What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:16.77] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:18.52] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:21.29] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:23.93] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:25.82] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.47] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.19] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:34.80] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:36.61] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.32] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.02] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:43.90] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:45.79] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.46] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.16] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:53.84] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.61] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.27] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[03:01.11] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.82] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.64] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.34] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.81] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.88] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.73] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.16] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:33.11] \n[03:35.45] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.19] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.02] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.86] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.27] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.85] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.16] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the 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Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\n  Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n  Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\n  Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\n  Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\n  As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n  Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release yo' delf\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  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Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! 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movin', uh\n[03:01.11] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.82] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.64] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.34] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.81] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.88] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.73] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.16] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:33.11] \n[03:35.45] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.19] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.02] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.86] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.27] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.85] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.16] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the 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Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\n  Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n  Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\n  Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\n  Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\n  As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n  Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release yo' delf\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\n  I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n  Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n  No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n  Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n  'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n  But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\n  Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n  Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n  I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n  Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  An' wave 'em from side to side\n  An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n  Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n"},{"id":25248120,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"1995 - Release Yo' Delf","duration":357.01551,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nMy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  No more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":22102221,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (LP Version)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (LP Version)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"1995 - Release Yo' Delf","duration":257.906939,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\nInside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\nNiggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\nRemedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\nTical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\nAs I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\nKeep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nKeep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release yo' delf\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\nI be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the Pope\nWord to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\nNo stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\nNiggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\nWhat is it? 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Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:16.77] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:18.52] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:21.29] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:23.93] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:25.82] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.47] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.19] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:34.80] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:36.61] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.32] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.02] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:43.90] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:45.79] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.46] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.16] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:53.84] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.61] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.27] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[03:01.11] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.82] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.64] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.34] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.81] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.88] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.73] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.16] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:33.11] \n[03:35.45] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.19] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.02] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.86] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.27] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.85] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.16] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[04:00.80] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[04:02.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Release Yo' Delf (LP Version)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 1995 - 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Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\n  Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n  Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\n  Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\n  Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\n  As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n  Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release yo' delf\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\n  I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n  Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n  No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n  Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\n  What is it? 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Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\nI buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\nno more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAnd keep it moving, baby keep it moving\nI plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\nAnd keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\nBaby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAnd wave em from side to side\nAnd if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\nLet me hear you say stimuli\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long","syncedLyrics":"[01:28.24] Check it\n[01:30.49] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n[01:33.34] Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n[01:35.81] Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n[01:37.89] Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:40.65] Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n[01:43.02] Providin' the rhyme that be deep as Poseidon\n[01:45.22] Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n[01:47.94] For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:50.38] Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n[01:52.74] Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n[01:55.18] Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n[01:57.64] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[02:10.04] What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n[02:11.80] Party people gettin' down\n[02:13.89] When the hip comes down, it's that\n[02:16.85] Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.54] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:21.61] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:24.33] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:26.46] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:29.26] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:31.35] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:33.60] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:36.16] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[02:39.71] \n[03:18.10] Y'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\n[03:20.99] To blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\n[03:23.06] I bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\n[03:25.68] If you frontin' on any man down with the clan\n[03:28.07] I be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\n[03:30.72] For my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\n[03:33.32] Serial killer style, from New York\n[03:35.97] So stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\n[03:38.16] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\n[03:40.64] Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[03:43.26] It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\n[03:45.41] That's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\n[03:48.46] What is it? Niggas think they bigger\n[03:50.18] Because they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\n[03:52.56] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[03:55.15] Eat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\n[03:57.33] Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\n[04:00.34] But he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\n[04:02.90] Better yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\n[04:05.18] Wack down the rental, call the pistol\n[04:07.94] Got, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\n[04:10.49] Then beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\n[04:13.33] Here, no more dough will be made\n[04:14.88] Unless it's being made by who?\n[04:27.61] What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n[04:29.86] Party people gettin' down\n[04:31.75] When the hip comes down, it's that\n[04:33.77] Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[04:36.42] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:38.85] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:41.93] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:44.32] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:46.64] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:49.00] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:51.30] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:54.01] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[05:01.32] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n[05:03.13] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:08.39] You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n[05:16.09] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:20.17] And keep it movin'\n[05:23.75] You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n[05:28.30] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n[05:29.73] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:32.34] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[05:35.06] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy mix) (clean version)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Release Yo' Delf\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it\n  start_ms: 88240\n  end_ms: 90490\n- text: Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n  start_ms: 90490\n  end_ms: 93340\n- text: Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n  start_ms: 93340\n  end_ms: 95810\n- text: Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n  start_ms: 95810\n  end_ms: 97890\n- text: Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  start_ms: 97890\n  end_ms: 100650\n- text: Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n  start_ms: 100650\n  end_ms: 103020\n- text: Providin' the rhyme that be deep as Poseidon\n  start_ms: 103020\n  end_ms: 105220\n- text: Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n  start_ms: 105220\n  end_ms: 107940\n- text: For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n  start_ms: 107940\n  end_ms: 110380\n- text: Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n  start_ms: 110380\n  end_ms: 112740\n- text: Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n  start_ms: 112740\n  end_ms: 115180\n- text: Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n  start_ms: 115180\n  end_ms: 117640\n- text: Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n  start_ms: 117640\n  end_ms: 130040\n- text: What's that rhythm? 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":13408078,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix - Clean Version)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix - Clean Version)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf CDS","duration":355.422041,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nmy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":23108815,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix - Clean Version)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix - Clean Version)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"1995 - Release Yo' Delf","duration":356.388571,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nmy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\nI buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\nno more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAnd keep it moving, baby keep it moving\nI plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\nAnd keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\nBaby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAnd wave em from side to side\nAnd if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\nLet me hear you say stimuli\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix - Clean Version)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: 1995 - Release Yo' Delf\n  duration_ms: 356389\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Check it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\n  Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\n  Adventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\n  Remedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n  (Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\n  As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin and keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\n  Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release, yo delf!\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\n  I be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\n  I bring it to the Pope, word to mother\n  Serial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\n  my peoples are you with me where you at?\n  Shit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\n  Niggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":22129291,"name":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix)","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf (UK CD Single)","duration":260.963265,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nCheck it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\nInside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\nRemedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n(Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\nAs I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin and keep it movin uh\nKeep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\nKeep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release, yo delf!\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\nI be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\nI bring it to the Pope, word to mother\nSerial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\nMy peoples are you with me where you at?\nShit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\nI buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\nNo more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAnd keep it moving, baby keep it moving\nI plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\nAnd keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\nBaby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAnd wave em from side to side\nAnd if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\nLet me hear you say stimuli\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Release Yo' Delf (Prodigy Mix)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Release Yo' Delf (UK CD Single)\n  duration_ms: 260963\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Check it, I'm the fucking man who they mention\n  Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n  Doo-doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n  Blazing, the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  Inside ya, 'cause I be that house over water\n  Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon\n  Adventure, niggaz need to touch they freaking picture\n  For the sickness, that be spreading with the quickness\n  Remedies, cousin I be doing on my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n  Emotion, rushing through your down street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke, in the air reveals my identity\n\n  (Tical... tical... ti-cal, ti-cal...)\n  As I keep it movin, we keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin and keep it movin uh\n  Keep it movin, baby, we be movin uh\n  Keep it movin, we keep it huh RHARHHH\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just release, yo delf!\n\n  My God, somebody said it's on, if it is then I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he fronting, on any man down with the Clan\n  I be coming, for the headpiece you can't cope for my brother,\n  I bring it to the Pope, word to mother\n  Serial, killer, style from Big Isle No Stat,\n  My peoples are you with me where you at?\n  Shit's getting deep in here, I mean like thick\n  Niggaz looking all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands and I can't stands no mo'\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  No more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":23788346,"name":"Release Yo' Delf","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Method Man Videos","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\nInside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\nNiggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\nRemedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\nTical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\nAs I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\nKeep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nKeep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release yo' delf\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\nI be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the Pope\nWord to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\nNo stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\nNiggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\nBut he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\nYah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\nThen beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAn' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\nI plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\nBaby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAn' wave 'em from side to side\nAn' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\nLet me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.02] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:07.33] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:13.64] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:20.94] And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:25.41] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:29.96] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:36.29] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:40.86] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:45.39] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:49.87] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:51.65] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\n[00:53.58] Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n[00:56.24] Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n[00:58.92] Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:00.72] Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n[01:03.48] Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n[01:07.07] Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n[01:08.84] For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:10.66] Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n[01:13.35] Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n[01:16.14] Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n[01:17.90] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[01:20.66] Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n[01:26.01] As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n[01:27.87] Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n[01:30.53] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[01:32.38] Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n[01:35.11] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[01:37.84] Party people gettin' down\n[01:39.62] When it hit the baddest man\n[01:41.41] Just release yo' delf\n[01:45.06] My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n[01:47.76] To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n[01:49.65] I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n[01:52.31] If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n[01:55.07] I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n[01:57.72] For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n[01:59.59] Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n[02:02.23] No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n[02:04.92] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n[02:07.67] Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[02:09.59] It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n[02:12.20] That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n[02:14.91] What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:16.72] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:18.52] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:21.20] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:23.99] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:25.86] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.46] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.14] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:34.81] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:36.67] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.31] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.02] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:43.94] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:45.74] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.41] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.15] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:53.88] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.63] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.26] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[03:01.15] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.89] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.62] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.36] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.87] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.86] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.70] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.17] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:35.43] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.10] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.07] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.85] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.22] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.80] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.15] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[04:00.81] Your 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Niggaz think they bigger\nBecause they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\nThen we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\nYAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\nI buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\nNo more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm what's that sound\nParty people getting down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAnd keep it moving, baby keep it moving\nI plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\nAnd keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\nAnd keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\nBaby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n[Method Man:]\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAnd wave em from side to side\nAnd if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\nLet me hear you say stimuli\n\n[Blue Raspberry:]\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long","syncedLyrics":"[01:28.24] Check it\n[01:30.49] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n[01:33.34] Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n[01:35.81] Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n[01:37.89] Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:40.65] Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n[01:43.02] Providin' the rhyme that be deep as Poseidon\n[01:45.22] Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n[01:47.94] For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:50.38] Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n[01:52.74] Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n[01:55.18] Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n[01:57.64] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[02:10.04] What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n[02:11.80] Party people gettin' down\n[02:13.89] When the hip comes down, it's that\n[02:16.85] Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[02:19.54] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:21.61] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:24.33] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:26.46] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:29.26] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:31.35] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[02:33.60] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[02:36.16] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[02:39.71] \n[03:18.10] Y'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\n[03:20.99] To blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\n[03:23.06] I bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\n[03:25.68] If you frontin' on any man down with the clan\n[03:28.07] I be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\n[03:30.72] For my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\n[03:33.32] Serial killer style, from New York\n[03:35.97] So stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\n[03:38.16] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\n[03:40.64] Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[03:43.26] It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\n[03:45.41] That's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\n[03:48.46] What is it? Niggas think they bigger\n[03:50.18] Because they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\n[03:52.56] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[03:55.15] Eat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\n[03:57.33] Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\n[04:00.34] But he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\n[04:02.90] Better yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\n[04:05.18] Wack down the rental, call the pistol\n[04:07.94] Got, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\n[04:10.49] Then beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\n[04:13.33] Here, no more dough will be made\n[04:14.88] Unless it's being made by who?\n[04:27.61] What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n[04:29.86] Party people gettin' down\n[04:31.75] When the hip comes down, it's that\n[04:33.77] Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n[04:36.42] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:38.85] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:41.93] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:44.32] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:46.64] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:49.00] And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n[04:51.30] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[04:54.01] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[05:01.32] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n[05:03.13] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:08.39] You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n[05:16.09] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:20.17] And keep it movin'\n[05:23.75] You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n[05:28.30] And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n[05:29.73] And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n[05:32.34] And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov- uh!\n[05:35.06] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Method Man - Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)\n  artist: Method Man - Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)\n  album: 'Resident Evil: Music From And Inspired By The Original Motion Picture'\n  duration_ms: 355000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Check it\n  start_ms: 88240\n  end_ms: 90490\n- text: Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n  start_ms: 90490\n  end_ms: 93340\n- text: Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n  start_ms: 93340\n  end_ms: 95810\n- text: Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n  start_ms: 95810\n  end_ms: 97890\n- text: Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  start_ms: 97890\n  end_ms: 100650\n- text: Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n  start_ms: 100650\n  end_ms: 103020\n- text: Providin' the rhyme that be deep as Poseidon\n  start_ms: 103020\n  end_ms: 105220\n- text: Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n  start_ms: 105220\n  end_ms: 107940\n- text: For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n  start_ms: 107940\n  end_ms: 110380\n- text: Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n  start_ms: 110380\n  end_ms: 112740\n- text: Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n  start_ms: 112740\n  end_ms: 115180\n- text: Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n  start_ms: 115180\n  end_ms: 117640\n- text: Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n  start_ms: 117640\n  end_ms: 130040\n- text: What's that rhythm? 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Niggaz think they bigger\n  Because they got the finger on the trigger of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked, when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a Mystic\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice but he don't want the hassle\n  Then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm coming to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n  YAH! If you don't want a burn from GLOCK then beware,\n  I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops here\n  No more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm what's that sound\n  Party people getting down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  And keep it moving, baby keep it moving\n  I plan to keep it moving, you know we keep it movin uh\n  And keep it moving, baby we be moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving uh\n  And keep it moving, you know we keep it moving\n  Baby we be moving, you know we keep it moo.RARHRAH\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n\n  [Method Man:]\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  And wave em from side to side\n  And if you're ready to spark up the Meth-Tical\n  Let me hear you say stimuli\n\n  [Blue Raspberry:]\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab, like they were being chased by homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical, and it will never steer you wrong\n  And all you bitch-ass niggaz in the industry, your careers won't be lasting long\n"},{"id":15378623,"name":"Release Yo' Delf","trackName":"Release Yo' Delf","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Tical (1995 EU Release)","duration":255.333333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAnd all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\nNotice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\nDoo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\nBlazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n\nInside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\nForgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\nNiggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\nFor the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n\nRemedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink forties to they memories\nEmotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n\nTical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n\nAs I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\nKeep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nKeep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust release yo' delf\n\nMy God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\nIf he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\nI be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the Pope\nWord to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\nNo stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\nNiggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\nThat's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\nWhat is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nWith the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\nThen I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\nBut he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\nBlack man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\nYah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\nThen beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by hoes\n\nWhat's that rhythm, what's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen it hit the baddest man\nJust breathe in, till then\n\nAn' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\nI plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\nAn' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\nBaby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long\n\nThrow your hands in the sky\nAn' wave 'em from side to side\nAn' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\nLet me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\nWhen I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\nJet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\nMy rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\nAn' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\nYour careers won't be lastin' long","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.00] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:07.37] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:13.66] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:20.97] And all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:25.47] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:29.93] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[00:36.21] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[00:40.83] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[00:45.30] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[00:49.82] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[00:51.63] Check it, I'm the fuckin' man who they mention\n[00:53.54] Notice, that other niggaz rap styles is bogus\n[00:56.24] Doo doo, prepare for this verse Tical voodoo\n[00:58.91] Blazin', the stuff that ignites stimulation\n[01:00.76] Inside ya, 'cuz I be that house over water\n[01:03.48] Forgot in the realm that be deep as the Poseidon Adventure\n[01:07.06] Niggaz need to touch they freakin' picture\n[01:08.89] For the sickness, that be spreadin' with the quickness\n[01:10.67] Remedies, cousin, I be doin' on my enemies\n[01:13.35] Penalty, then I drink forties to they memories\n[01:16.18] Emotion, rushin' through your down street vicinity\n[01:17.94] Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[01:20.62] Tical, Tical, Tical, Tical\n[01:26.02] As I keep it movin', we keep it movin', uh\n[01:27.88] Keep it movin' an' keep it movin' uh\n[01:30.57] Keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[01:32.34] Keep it movin', we keep it huh, rharh\n[01:35.16] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[01:37.85] Party people gettin' down\n[01:39.64] When it hit the baddest man\n[01:41.40] Just release yo' delf\n[01:45.06] My God, somebody said it's on, if it isn't I'll be set\n[01:47.71] To blow a nigga up, with my Five Fingers of Death\n[01:49.67] I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n[01:52.33] If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n[01:55.08] I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n[01:57.71] For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n[01:59.54] Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n[02:02.22] No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n[02:04.91] Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n[02:07.66] Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n[02:09.56] It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n[02:12.25] That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n[02:14.91] What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n[02:16.77] 'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n[02:18.52] They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n[02:21.29] With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n[02:23.93] Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n[02:25.82] But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n[02:29.47] Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n[02:32.19] Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n[02:34.80] Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n[02:36.61] Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n[02:39.32] Here, no more dough will be made\n[02:42.02] Unless it's being made by hoes\n[02:43.90] What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n[02:45.79] Party people gettin' down\n[02:48.46] When it hit the baddest man\n[02:51.16] Just breathe in, till then\n[02:53.84] An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n[02:55.61] I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[02:59.27] An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n[03:01.11] An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n[03:03.82] An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n[03:05.64] Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n[03:08.34] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:12.81] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:17.35] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:22.88] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n[03:25.73] Your careers won't be lastin' long\n[03:29.16] Throw your hands in the sky\n[03:33.11] \n[03:35.45] An' wave 'em from side to side\n[03:38.19] An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n[03:40.02] Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n[03:41.86] When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n[03:47.27] Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n[03:50.85] My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n[03:57.16] An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the 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I bring it to his whole damn fam, understand\n  If he frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n\n  I be comin' for the headpiece you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the Pope\n  Word to mother, serial killa style from Big Isle\n  No stat, my peoples are you with me, where you at?\n\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean thick\n  Niggaz lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the flo'\n  That's all I can stands, an' I can't stands no mo'\n\n  What is it? Niggaz think they bigga\n  'Cause they got the finga on the trigga of a pistol\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  With the raw sound, wash it down with a mystic\n\n  Then I add a snapple, nigga want the juice\n  But he don't want the hassle, then we try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the tent when I'm comin' to your town\n  Black man, the rental, God, the pistol\n\n  Yah, if you don't want a burn from the glock\n  Then beware, I buck shots, we move up, the buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by hoes\n\n  What's that rhythm, what's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When it hit the baddest man\n  Just breathe in, till then\n\n  An' keep it movin', baby, keep it movin'\n  I plan to keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', baby, we be movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin', you know we keep it movin', uh\n  An' keep it movin, you know we keep it movin'\n  Baby, we be movin', you know we keep it moo, rarh\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n\n  Throw your hands in the sky\n  An' wave 'em from side to side\n  An' if you're ready to spark up the Meth Tical\n  Let me hear you say, \"Stimuli\"\n\n  When I first stepped on the scene, niggaz was petrified\n  Jet back to the lab like they were bein' chased by Homicide\n  My rap flow does you like Tical an' it will never steer you wrong\n  An' all you bitch ass niggaz in the industry\n  Your careers won't be lastin' long\n"},{"id":21570592,"name":"Bring the Pain (remix version)","trackName":"Bring the Pain (remix version)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Release Yo' Delf","duration":202.816961,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Basically\nCan't fuck with me\n\nI came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain\nLet's go inside my astral plane\nFind out my mental, based on instrumental\nRecords, hey, so I can write monumental\nMethods, I'm not the king\nBut niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream\nCheck it, just how deep can shit get\nDeep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it\n\nIn your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over\nThen got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed\nWho the boss? Niggas get tossed to the side\nAnd I'm the dark side of the Force\nOf course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan\nI be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it\nFuck it, two tears in a bucket\nNiggas want the ruckus\nBustin' at me, bruh, now bust it\n\nStyles, I gets buckwild\nMethod Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files, I'm sick\nInsane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy\nOut her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze\n\nIs it real, son, is it really real, son?\nLet me know it's real, son, if it's really real\nSomething I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\nWant it raw deal, son, if it's really real, yeah, uh\n\nWhen I was a likle stereo (stereo)\nI listen to some Champion (Champion)\nI always wondered (wondered)\nWhen I will be di number one (Tical)\nAnd now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon)\nAnd a Gorgon sound a Rein\nAn' any jump and come tes' mi (test me)\nMi a-go lick out dem brain (it's like that)\n\nBrothers wanna hang with the Meth, bring the rope\nThe only way you'll hang is by the neck\nNigga, bolt off the set, comin' to your projects\nTake it as a threat, better yet it's a promise\nComin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit\nNigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit\nAnd it's gonna get even worse, word to God\nIt's the Wu comin' through, stickin' niggas for they garments\n\nMovin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth\nCame to represent and carve my name in your chest\nYou can come test, realize you're no contest\nSon, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West\nQuick on the draw with my hands on the four-\nNine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore\nCheck it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper\nRhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof\n\nHuh, vodka, no OJ, no straw\nWhen you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw\nI've learned that when you drink Absolut straight it burns\nEnough to give my chest hairs a perm\nI don't need a chemical blow to pull a ho\nAll I need is Chemical Bank to pay the roll\n\nWhat, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style\n(Northern spicy brown mustard hoes, word up, we be hazardous)\nWe have to stick you\n\nIs it real, son, is it really real, son? (Motherfucker, I'll fuckin')\nLet me know it's real, son, if it's really real\nSomething I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\nWant it raw deal, son, if it's really real\n\nI'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off\nAnd make you kneel at some staircase, piss\nI'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off and feed you nothin' but sleepin' pills\nGet yours, motherfucker\nSo fuck the ho, fuck the ho","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.33] Basically\n[00:08.46] Can't fuck with me\n[00:10.35] I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain\n[00:11.59] Let's go inside my astral plane\n[00:13.72] Find out my mental, based on instrumental\n[00:16.46] Records, hey, so I can write monumental\n[00:18.97] Methods, I'm not the king\n[00:21.55] But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream\n[00:23.16] Check it, just how deep can shit get\n[00:25.60] Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it\n[00:27.77] In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over\n[00:30.13] Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed\n[00:32.50] Who the boss? 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(Motherfucker, I'll fuckin')\n[02:30.01] Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real\n[02:32.03] Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\n[02:34.01] Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real\n[02:50.37] I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off\n[02:52.99] And make you kneel at some staircase, piss\n[02:54.79] I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off and feed you nothin' but sleepin' pills\n[02:56.09] Get yours, motherfucker\n[03:00.82] So fuck the ho, fuck the ho\n[03:03.22] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bring the Pain (remix version)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Release Yo' Delf\n  duration_ms: 202817\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Basically\n  start_ms: 6330\n  end_ms: 8460\n- text: Can't fuck with me\n  start_ms: 8460\n  end_ms: 10350\n- text: I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain\n  start_ms: 10350\n  end_ms: 11590\n- text: Let's go inside my astral plane\n  start_ms: 11590\n  end_ms: 13720\n- text: Find out my mental, based on instrumental\n  start_ms: 13720\n  end_ms: 16460\n- text: Records, hey, so I can write monumental\n  start_ms: 16460\n  end_ms: 18970\n- text: Methods, I'm not the king\n  start_ms: 18970\n  end_ms: 21550\n- text: But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream\n  start_ms: 21550\n  end_ms: 23160\n- text: Check it, just how deep can shit get\n  start_ms: 23160\n  end_ms: 25600\n- text: Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it\n  start_ms: 25600\n  end_ms: 27770\n- text: In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over\n  start_ms: 27770\n  end_ms: 30130\n- text: Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed\n  start_ms: 30130\n  end_ms: 32500\n- text: Who the boss? 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Niggas get tossed to the side\nAnd I'm the dark side of the Force\nOf course it's the Method, Man from the Wu-Tang Clan\nI be hectic, and comin' for the head piece, protect it\nFuck it, two tears in a bucket\nNiggas want the ruckus\nBustin' at me, bruh, now bust it\n\nStyles, I gets buckwild\nMethod Man on some shit, pullin' niggas files, I'm sick\nInsane, crazy, driving Miss Daisy\nOut her fucking mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze\n\nIs it real, son, is it really real, son?\nLet me know it's real, son, if it's really real\nSomething I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\nWant it raw deal, son, if it's really real, yeah, uh\n\nWhen I was a likle stereo (stereo)\nI listen to some Champion (Champion)\nI always wondered (wondered)\nWhen I will be di number one (Tical)\nAnd now yuh listen to di Gorgon (Gorgon)\nAnd a Gorgon sound a Rein\nAn' any jump and come tes' mi (test me)\nMi a-go lick out dem brain (it's like that)\n\nBrothers wanna hang with the Meth, bring the rope\nThe only way you'll hang is by the neck\nNigga, bolt off the set, comin' to your projects\nTake it as a threat, better yet it's a promise\nComin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit\nNigga, you can bet your bottom dollar, hey, I bomb shit\nAnd it's gonna get even worse, word to God\nIt's the Wu comin' through, stickin' niggas for they garments\n\nMovin' on your left, southpaw, Mr. Meth\nCame to represent and carve my name in your chest\nYou can come test, realize you're no contest\nSon, I'm the gun that won that old Wild West\nQuick on the draw with my hands on the four-\nNine-three-eleven with the rugged rhymes galore\nCheck it, 'cause I think not when this hip-hops like proper\nRhymes be the proof while I'm drinkin' 90 proof\n\nHuh, vodka, no OJ, no straw\nWhen you give it to me, ayy, give it to me raw\nI've learned that when you drink Absolut straight it burns\nEnough to give my chest hairs a perm\nI don't need a chemical blow to pull a ho\nAll I need is Chemical Bank to pay the roll\n\nWhat, basically that, Meth-Tical, '94 style\n(Northern spicy brown mustard hoes, word up, we be hazardous)\nWe have to stick you\n\nIs it real, son, is it really real, son? (Motherfucker, I'll fuckin')\nLet me know it's real, son, if it's really real\nSomething I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\nWant it raw deal, son, if it's really real\n\nI'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off\nAnd make you kneel at some staircase, piss\nI'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off and feed you nothin' but sleepin' pills\nGet yours, motherfucker\nSo fuck the ho, fuck the ho","syncedLyrics":"[00:06.38]Basically\n[00:08.44]Can't fuck with me\n[00:10.38]I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain\n[00:11.52]Let's go inside my astral plane\n[00:13.75]Find out my mental, based on instrumental\n[00:16.46]Records, hey, so I can write monumental\n[00:18.91]Methods, I'm not the king\n[00:21.55]But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream\n[00:23.15]Check it, just how deep can shit get\n[00:25.63]Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it\n[00:27.78]In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over\n[00:30.14]Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed\n[00:32.59]Who the boss? 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(Motherfucker, I'll fuckin')\n[02:30.08]Let me know it's real, son, if it's really real\n[02:32.07]Something I could feel, son, load it up and kill one\n[02:34.09]Want it raw deal, son, if it's really real\n[02:50.31]I'll fuckin', I'll fuckin' cut your kneecaps off\n[02:52.90]And make you kneel at some staircase, piss\n[02:54.72]I'll fuckin' cut your eyelids off and feed you nothin' but sleepin' pills\n[02:56.09]Get yours, motherfucker\n[03:00.86]So fuck the ho, fuck the ho\n[03:03.22]","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bring the Pain (remix)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Release Yo' Delf\n  duration_ms: 206000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Basically\n  start_ms: 6380\n  end_ms: 8440\n- text: Can't fuck with me\n  start_ms: 8440\n  end_ms: 10380\n- text: I came to bring the pain hardcore from the brain\n  start_ms: 10380\n  end_ms: 11520\n- text: Let's go inside my astral plane\n  start_ms: 11520\n  end_ms: 13750\n- text: Find out my mental, based on instrumental\n  start_ms: 13750\n  end_ms: 16460\n- text: Records, hey, so I can write monumental\n  start_ms: 16460\n  end_ms: 18910\n- text: Methods, I'm not the king\n  start_ms: 18910\n  end_ms: 21550\n- text: But niggas is decaf, I stick 'em for the cream\n  start_ms: 21550\n  end_ms: 23150\n- text: Check it, just how deep can shit get\n  start_ms: 23150\n  end_ms: 25630\n- text: Deep as the abyss and brothers is mad, fish accept it\n  start_ms: 25630\n  end_ms: 27780\n- text: In your Cross Colour clothes, you've crossed over\n  start_ms: 27780\n  end_ms: 30140\n- text: Then got Totally Krossed Out and Kris Krossed\n  start_ms: 30140\n  end_ms: 32590\n- text: Who the boss? 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What's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen the hip comes down, it's that\nGraffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\nY'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\nIf you frontin' on any man down with the Clan\nI be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\nSerial killer style, from New York\nSo stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\nThat's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\nWhat is it? Niggas think they bigger\nBecause they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nEat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\nBetter yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\nBut he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\nWack down the rental, call the pistol\nGot, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\nThen beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by who?\n[Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\nWhat's that rhythm? What's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen the hip comes down, it's that\nGraffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nYou know we keep it, and keep it movin'\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin'\nYou know we keep it, and keep it movin'\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Method Man - Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Mtv Amp 2\n  duration_ms: 356000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Check it\n  Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n  Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n  Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n  Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n  Providin' the rhyme that be deep as the Poseidon\n  Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n  For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n  Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n  Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n  [Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\n  What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When the hip comes down, it's that\n  Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\n  Y'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\n  If you frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n  I be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\n  Serial killer style, from New York\n  So stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\n  Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\n  That's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\n  What is it? Niggas think they bigger\n  Because they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  Eat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\n  Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\n  But he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\n  Wack down the rental, call the pistol\n  Got, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\n  Then beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by who?\n  [Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\n  What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When the hip comes down, it's that\n  Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin'\n  You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n"},{"id":31187318,"name":"Method Man / Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)","trackName":"Method Man / Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)","artistName":"Method Man","albumName":"Resident Evil","duration":355.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Check it\nCheck it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\nNotice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\nDoo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\nBlazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\nBeside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\nProvidin' the rhyme that be deep as the Poseidon\nAdventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\nFor the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\nRemedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\nPenalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\nEmotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\nBlunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n[Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\nWhat's that rhythm? What's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen the hip comes down, it's that\nGraffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\nY'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\nTo blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\nI bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\nIf you frontin' on any man down with the Clan\nI be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\nFor my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\nSerial killer style, from New York\nSo stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\nShit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\nNiggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\nIt's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\nThat's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\nWhat is it? Niggas think they bigger\nBecause they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\nThey don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\nEat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\nBetter yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\nBut he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\nBetter yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\nWack down the rental, call the pistol\nGot, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\nThen beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\nHere, no more dough will be made\nUnless it's being made by who?\n[Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\nWhat's that rhythm? What's that sound?\nParty people gettin' down\nWhen the hip comes down, it's that\nGraffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\nKeep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nYou know we keep it, and keep it movin'\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\nAnd keep it movin'\nYou know we keep it, and keep it movin'\nAnd keep it, and keep it, and keep it\nAnd keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Method Man / Release Yo Delf (Prodigy Mix)\n  artist: Method Man\n  album: Resident Evil\n  duration_ms: 355000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Check it\n  Check it, I'm the fuckin' man, who's the legend?\n  Notice that other niggas rap styles is bogus\n  Doo-doo compared to this versatile voodoo\n  Blazin' the stuff that ignites stimulation\n  Beside ya, 'cause I be that house of provider\n  Providin' the rhyme that be deep as the Poseidon\n  Adventure, niggas need to test they freakin' tincture\n  For the sickness that be spreadin' with the quickness\n  Remedy, cousin, I be doin' all my enemies\n  Penalty, then I drink 40's to they memories\n  Emotion, causin' through your town street vicinity\n  Blunt smoke in the air reveals my identity\n  [Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\n  What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When the hip comes down, it's that\n  Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\n  Y'all, somebody said it's on, if it is, then I'll be set\n  To blow a nigga up with my five fingers of death\n  I bring it to his whole damn fam', understand\n  If you frontin' on any man down with the Clan\n  I be comin' for the headpiece, you can't cope\n  For my brother, I bring it to the floor or your mother\n  Serial killer style, from New York\n  So stat, my peoples, are you with me? Where you at?\n  Shit's gettin' deep in here, I mean like thick\n  Niggas lookin' all in my face like they want dick\n  It's about to hit the fan, hit the floor\n  That's all I can stand and I can't stands no more\n  What is it? Niggas think they bigger\n  Because they got they finger on the trigger of a biscuit\n  They don't know I'm wicked when I start to kick it\n  Eat they raw sound, wash it down with a Mistic\n  Better yet a Snapple, nigga want the truth\n  But he don't want the hassle, so he try to overthrow the castle\n  Better yet the temple, I'm comin' to your town\n  Wack down the rental, call the pistol\n  Got, if you don't wanna burn from the Glock\n  Then beware of buckshots, meanin' what? The buck stops\n  Here, no more dough will be made\n  Unless it's being made by who?\n  [Chorus: Method Man & (Dre & Suga T)\n  What's that rhythm? What's that sound?\n  Party people gettin' down\n  When the hip comes down, it's that\n  Graffiti, feel the beat! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)\n  Keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin', you know we keep it mov— uh!\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n  And keep it movin'\n  You know we keep it, and keep it movin'\n  And keep it, and keep it, and keep it\n  And keep it movin', baby, we be movin' 'em\n"}]