[{"id":32185259,"name":"Broke and Young","trackName":"Broke and Young","artistName":"Michael Christmas","albumName":"Is This Art?","duration":187.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"So, my dad said \"Need for Speed\" (y'rsorIm)\nIn Spanish is rapido, mas mas mas (nettki)\n\nJack's the poster boy for different movies\nRoles that I can play, I portray Dr. Hugo Strange\nLeft the afro bench,\nShow, money's growing, never owe my moms a cake\nFor the many birthdays she spent, taking care of me\nAnd one time for the paroles that I had to hit the liquor\nLet me get you a cooking chris, bump every remix to ignition\nTeddy make the rocks spin, ice 'cause my drink wrong\nAye, we playn dodge ball, I'm coaching 'em like brick torn\nYou gifted and young, you niggas spitting this gum\nBig bum bitches, try not to drop a dog-da-run\nI pay the nef clips in my crib every month\nBut that's all a nigga pay, cause I'm broke and I'm young\n\nSaid I'm broke and, broke and, broke and young\nBroke and, broke and, broke and young\n\nIt takes a lot of energy to not hit these DM's\nCause if she follow me, she a Thot\nThat's a joke, before you try to Fed-ex me the smoke\nMike broken from the singing that I dropped off my vocals\nMen in Black, flash pair of raps,\nYou can static 'bout your favorite pair of rappers\nThen I press the button and you haters ask me\nMiddle class America is where I aim to track\nSo I can move to the front of the class\nLike I'm kissing ass\n(Hey, yo, bitch up!)\n(50 bucks, lil' man)\n(Put that money in my hand!)\n(If that money, money doesn't show)\n(Then you owe me, owe me, owe me)\nI told my sister I'm a rapper into college\nShe asked for a pink house, think she was\nBitch modest, spraying the vental cause with smth\nTo wipe out Smaug\nOffensive odors and spillage of soda\nPull it, this is the Paco\nGetting some waffles\nMy bitch act like Edna Krabappel\nSmack the waitress if she don't bring all the sirops\nI'm from the neighborhood where they call me Jamaison\nA Jerry grandson that fiends galaxies like Samson\nAnd Michael Meyers was the man, son\nLadies love Christmas, LL leave your hands sprung\nYou ask how I'm so damn young?\nCause I'm a big baby boy\nDon't stop, like Outkast, and let me fuck your lady, please\nSend them in Dolce, Dirty Dianas, I do a show and hit\nEx videos for havana, obide girls that look like Vannah\nTwo twins playn, stash the banana\nGangbreaker, roll a track, it's the bananas\nBut I still ain't getting wracks for the standards\nEither you pop bitches better, stop and back up your dancers\nGo get a bag packed over you cranium,\nTaking up oxygen, cause bitch I'm broken, I'm tryna save me some\nNigga\nSmoke 'til we numb, know that we won\nKnow that you bummed, I'm broke and I'm young\n\nSaid I'm broke and, broke and, broke and young\nBroke and, broke and, broke and young","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Broke and Young\n  artist: Michael Christmas\n  album: Is This Art?\n  duration_ms: 187000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  So, my dad said \"Need for Speed\" (y'rsorIm)\n  In Spanish is rapido, mas mas mas (nettki)\n\n  Jack's the poster boy for different movies\n  Roles that I can play, I portray Dr. Hugo Strange\n  Left the afro bench,\n  Show, money's growing, never owe my moms a cake\n  For the many birthdays she spent, taking care of me\n  And one time for the paroles that I had to hit the liquor\n  Let me get you a cooking chris, bump every remix to ignition\n  Teddy make the rocks spin, ice 'cause my drink wrong\n  Aye, we playn dodge ball, I'm coaching 'em like brick torn\n  You gifted and young, you niggas spitting this gum\n  Big bum bitches, try not to drop a dog-da-run\n  I pay the nef clips in my crib every month\n  But that's all a nigga pay, cause I'm broke and I'm young\n\n  Said I'm broke and, broke and, broke and young\n  Broke and, broke and, broke and young\n\n  It takes a lot of energy to not hit these DM's\n  Cause if she follow me, she a Thot\n  That's a joke, before you try to Fed-ex me the smoke\n  Mike broken from the singing that I dropped off my vocals\n  Men in Black, flash pair of raps,\n  You can static 'bout your favorite pair of rappers\n  Then I press the button and you haters ask me\n  Middle class America is where I aim to track\n  So I can move to the front of the class\n  Like I'm kissing ass\n  (Hey, yo, bitch up!)\n  (50 bucks, lil' man)\n  (Put that money in my hand!)\n  (If that money, money doesn't show)\n  (Then you owe me, owe me, owe me)\n  I told my sister I'm a rapper into college\n  She asked for a pink house, think she was\n  Bitch modest, spraying the vental cause with smth\n  To wipe out Smaug\n  Offensive odors and spillage of soda\n  Pull it, this is the Paco\n  Getting some waffles\n  My bitch act like Edna Krabappel\n  Smack the waitress if she don't bring all the sirops\n  I'm from the neighborhood where they call me Jamaison\n  A Jerry grandson that fiends galaxies like Samson\n  And Michael Meyers was the man, son\n  Ladies love Christmas, LL leave your hands sprung\n  You ask how I'm so damn young?\n  Cause I'm a big baby boy\n  Don't stop, like Outkast, and let me fuck your lady, please\n  Send them in Dolce, Dirty Dianas, I do a show and hit\n  Ex videos for havana, obide girls that look like Vannah\n  Two twins playn, stash the banana\n  Gangbreaker, roll a track, it's the bananas\n  But I still ain't getting wracks for the standards\n  Either you pop bitches better, stop and back up your dancers\n  Go get a bag packed over you cranium,\n  Taking up oxygen, cause bitch I'm broken, I'm tryna save me some\n  Nigga\n  Smoke 'til we numb, know that we won\n  Know that you bummed, I'm broke and I'm young\n\n  Said I'm broke and, broke and, broke and young\n  Broke and, broke and, broke and young\n"}]