[{"id":7962073,"name":"La-Di Da-Di","trackName":"La-Di Da-Di","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence","albumName":"You'll Rebel to Anything (Expanded and Remastered 2008)","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"To all the stupid people and the rest\nYou are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\nBut ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n(Impossible to hear this part)\nIn the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\nKicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\nBecause we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\nCutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\nThis is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\nAnd ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\nLa-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\nWe always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\nWe are just just some men up on the mic\nWhen-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\nFuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\nJust keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\nThat's what we create, because that be our mission\nSo listen close to what we say\nBecause (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\nThis type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\nTHIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n\nI woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\nDid a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\nWent into the BATHROOM to wash UP\nPut the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\nSaid, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\nThere was a rubble-rubble-dubble\nFive minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n[01:10.05] You are you conceited bastard!\n[01:14.42] Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n[01:16.62] And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n[01:18.84] Change my clothes, spark my hair\n[01:21.08] I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n[01:23.24] And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n[01:27.08] The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n[01:29.94] Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n[01:32.24] I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n[01:34.59] Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n[01:37.29] Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n[01:39.95] SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n[01:42.24] Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n[01:44.11] Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n[01:47.33] God damn bitch played hard to get\n[01:48.26] So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n[01:52.65] Don't cry, dry your eye\n[01:54.35] Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n[01:56.70] Because her mom stepped up from behind\n[01:58.96] Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n[02:01.00] Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n[02:03.29] Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n[02:05.46] Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n[02:08.19] Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n[02:10.87] I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n[02:12.02] She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n[02:19.02] She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n[02:20.77] I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n[02:22.97] Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n[02:25.04] She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n[02:27.86] Why don't you give me some play\n[02:29.71] Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n[02:32.06] I wet my pants whenever you say\n[02:34.58] Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n[02:37.66] Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n[02:39.35] Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n[02:41.83] I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n[02:45.54] Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:51.50] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:54.48] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:56.94] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[02:59.19] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:01.63] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:03.78] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:10.71] POW\n[03:11.76] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:26.05] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:28.86] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:32.52] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:34.95] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.13] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:42.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You'll Rebel to Anything (Expanded and Remastered 2008)\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1820\n  end_ms: 2790\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 7430\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 7430\n  end_ms: 10150\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 10150\n  end_ms: 11800\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 11800\n  end_ms: 13310\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 13310\n  end_ms: 17540\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 17540\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 22840\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 22840\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 35430\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 35430\n  end_ms: 37630\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 37630\n  end_ms: 39930\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 39930\n  end_ms: 42010\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42010\n  end_ms: 44040\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44040\n  end_ms: 46680\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 46680\n  end_ms: 49300\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49300\n  end_ms: 51680\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 51680\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56250\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56250\n  end_ms: 58540\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 58540\n  end_ms: 60790\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 60790\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 67310\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67310\n  end_ms: 68090\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n\n  You are you conceited bastard!\n  Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n  And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n  Change my clothes, spark my hair\n  I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n  And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n  The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n  Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n  I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n  Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n  Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n  SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\n  Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n  Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n  God damn bitch played hard to get\n  So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n  Don't cry, dry your eye\n  Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n  Because her mom stepped up from behind\n  Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n  Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n  Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n  Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n  Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n  I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n  She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\n  She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n  I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n  Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n  She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n  Why don't you give me some play\n  Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n  I wet my pants whenever you say\n  Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n  Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n  Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n  I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n  Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\n  I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n  I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n  She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n  I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n  Seriously, go ask my mother\n  And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n  POW\n\n  Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  With the hardcore battle beatery\n  Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n  That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n"},{"id":2719824,"name":"La-Di Da-Di","trackName":"La-Di Da-Di","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence","albumName":"You'll Rebel to Anything","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"To all the stupid people and the rest\nYou are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\nBut ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n(Impossible to hear this part)\nIn the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\nKicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\nBecause we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\nCutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\nThis is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\nAnd ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\nLa-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\nWe always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\nWe are just just some men up on the mic\nWhen-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\nFuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\nJust keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\nThat's what we create, because that be our mission\nSo listen close to what we say\nBecause (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\nThis type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\nTHIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n\nI woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\nDid a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\nWent into the BATHROOM to wash UP\nPut the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\nSaid, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\nThere was a rubble-rubble-dubble\nFive minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n[01:10.05] You are you conceited bastard!\n[01:14.42] Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n[01:16.62] And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n[01:18.84] Change my clothes, spark my hair\n[01:21.08] I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n[01:23.24] And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n[01:27.08] The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n[01:29.94] Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n[01:32.24] I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n[01:34.59] Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n[01:37.29] Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n[01:39.95] SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n[01:42.24] Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n[01:44.11] Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n[01:47.33] God damn bitch played hard to get\n[01:48.26] So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n[01:52.65] Don't cry, dry your eye\n[01:54.35] Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n[01:56.70] Because her mom stepped up from behind\n[01:58.96] Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n[02:01.00] Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n[02:03.29] Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n[02:05.46] Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n[02:08.19] Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n[02:10.87] I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n[02:12.02] She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n[02:19.02] She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n[02:20.77] I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n[02:22.97] Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n[02:25.04] She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n[02:27.86] Why don't you give me some play\n[02:29.71] Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n[02:32.06] I wet my pants whenever you say\n[02:34.58] Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n[02:37.66] Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n[02:39.35] Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n[02:41.83] I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n[02:45.54] Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:51.50] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:54.48] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:56.94] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[02:59.19] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:01.63] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:03.78] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:10.71] POW\n[03:11.76] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:26.05] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:28.86] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:32.52] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:34.95] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.13] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:42.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You'll Rebel To Anything (Expanded and Remastered)\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1820\n  end_ms: 2790\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 7430\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 7430\n  end_ms: 10150\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 10150\n  end_ms: 11800\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 11800\n  end_ms: 13310\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 13310\n  end_ms: 17540\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 17540\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 22840\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 22840\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 35430\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 35430\n  end_ms: 37630\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 37630\n  end_ms: 39930\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 39930\n  end_ms: 42010\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42010\n  end_ms: 44040\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44040\n  end_ms: 46680\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 46680\n  end_ms: 49300\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49300\n  end_ms: 51680\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 51680\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56250\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56250\n  end_ms: 58540\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 58540\n  end_ms: 60790\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 60790\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 67310\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67310\n  end_ms: 68090\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.75] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.53] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:04.13] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.88] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:09.45] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:12.95] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:15.77] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:16.82] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:19.51] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:21.61] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:23.14] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.66] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:31.12] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:33.62] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.63] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.71] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:40.07] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.52] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.73] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.73] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.28] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.55] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:53.69] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.34] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.59] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.57] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.18] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.59] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.60] Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:51.71] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:54.64] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:57.08] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[02:59.30] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:01.68] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:04.28] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:10.85] POW\n[03:22.64] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:26.39] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:29.14] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:32.81] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:35.69] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.65] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:46.92] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di-Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You’ll Rebel to Anything\n  duration_ms: 226000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1750\n  end_ms: 2530\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 2530\n  end_ms: 4130\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 4130\n  end_ms: 6880\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6880\n  end_ms: 9450\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 9450\n  end_ms: 12950\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 12950\n  end_ms: 15770\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 15770\n  end_ms: 16820\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 16820\n  end_ms: 19510\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 19510\n  end_ms: 21610\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 21610\n  end_ms: 23140\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 23140\n  end_ms: 28660\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 28660\n  end_ms: 31120\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 31120\n  end_ms: 33620\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 33620\n  end_ms: 35630\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 35630\n  end_ms: 37710\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 37710\n  end_ms: 40070\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 40070\n  end_ms: 42520\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42520\n  end_ms: 44730\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44730\n  end_ms: 46730\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 46730\n  end_ms: 49280\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49280\n  end_ms: 51550\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 51550\n  end_ms: 53690\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 53690\n  end_ms: 56340\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56340\n  end_ms: 58590\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 58590\n  end_ms: 60570\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 60570\n  end_ms: 63180\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63180\n  end_ms: 67590\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67590\n  end_ms: 68600\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n[01:10.05] You are you conceited bastard!\n[01:14.42] Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n[01:16.62] And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n[01:18.84] Change my clothes, spark my hair\n[01:21.08] I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n[01:23.24] And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n[01:27.08] The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n[01:29.94] Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n[01:32.24] I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n[01:34.59] Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n[01:37.29] Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n[01:39.95] SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n[01:42.24] Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n[01:44.11] Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n[01:47.33] God damn bitch played hard to get\n[01:48.26] So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n[01:52.65] Don't cry, dry your eye\n[01:54.35] Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n[01:56.70] Because her mom stepped up from behind\n[01:58.96] Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n[02:01.00] Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n[02:03.29] Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n[02:05.46] Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n[02:08.19] Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n[02:10.87] I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n[02:12.02] She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n[02:19.02] She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n[02:20.77] I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n[02:22.97] Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n[02:25.04] She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n[02:27.86] Why don't you give me some play\n[02:29.71] Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n[02:32.06] I wet my pants whenever you say\n[02:34.58] Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n[02:37.66] Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n[02:39.35] Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n[02:41.83] I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n[02:45.54] Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:51.50] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:54.48] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:56.94] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[02:59.19] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:01.63] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:03.78] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:10.71] POW\n[03:11.76] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:26.05] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:28.86] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:32.52] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:34.95] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.13] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:42.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di-Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You'll Rebel to Anything\n  duration_ms: 217000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1820\n  end_ms: 2790\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 7430\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 7430\n  end_ms: 10150\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 10150\n  end_ms: 11800\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 11800\n  end_ms: 13310\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 13310\n  end_ms: 17540\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 17540\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 22840\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 22840\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 35430\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 35430\n  end_ms: 37630\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 37630\n  end_ms: 39930\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 39930\n  end_ms: 42010\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42010\n  end_ms: 44040\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44040\n  end_ms: 46680\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 46680\n  end_ms: 49300\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49300\n  end_ms: 51680\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 51680\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56250\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56250\n  end_ms: 58540\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 58540\n  end_ms: 60790\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 60790\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 67310\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67310\n  end_ms: 68090\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.59] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:03.59] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:04.89] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.92] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:08.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.88] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:12.65] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:14.44] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.70] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:20.19] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:25.42] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:29.38] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:30.35] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:32.72] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:36.11] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:38.22] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:40.59] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.77] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.85] So listen close to what we say\n[00:47.44] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.71] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:52.05] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.40] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.88] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:59.06] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:01.38] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.64] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.98] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.82] Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\n  I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n  I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n  She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n  I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n  Seriously, go ask my mother\n  And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n  POW\n\n  Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  With the hardcore battle beatery\n  Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n  That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n"},{"id":15627219,"name":"La-Di-Da-Di","trackName":"La-Di-Da-Di","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence","albumName":"You'll Rebel To Anything (Viny","duration":227.422041,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"To all the stupid people and the rest\nYou are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\nBut ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n(Impossible to hear this part)\nIn the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\nKicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\nBecause we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\nCutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\nThis is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\nAnd ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\nLa-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\nWe always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\nWe are just just some men up on the mic\nWhen-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\nFuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\nJust keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\nThat's what we create, because that be our mission\nSo listen close to what we say\nBecause (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\nThis type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\nTHIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n\nI woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\nDid a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\nWent into the BATHROOM to wash UP\nPut the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\nSaid, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\nThere was a rubble-rubble-dubble\nFive minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di-Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You'll Rebel To Anything (Viny\n  duration_ms: 227422\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  To all the stupid people and the rest\n  You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  (Impossible to hear this part)\n  In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\n  La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  We are just just some men up on the mic\n  When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n  That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  So listen close to what we say\n  Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n\n  I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n\n  You are you conceited bastard!\n  Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n  And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n  Change my clothes, spark my hair\n  I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n  And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n  The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n  Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n  I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n  Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n  Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n  SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\n  Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n  Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n  God damn bitch played hard to get\n  So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n  Don't cry, dry your eye\n  Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n  Because her mom stepped up from behind\n  Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n  Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n  Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n  Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n  Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n  I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n  She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\n  She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n  I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n  Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n  She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n  Why don't you give me some play\n  Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n  I wet my pants whenever you say\n  Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n  Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n  Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n  I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n  Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\n  I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n  I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n  She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n  I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n  Seriously, go ask my mother\n  And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n  POW\n\n  Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  With the hardcore battle beatery\n  Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n  That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n"},{"id":35918335,"name":"La-Di Da-Di","trackName":"La-Di Da-Di","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence","albumName":"3:50","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"To all the stupid people and the rest\nYou are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\nBut ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n(Impossible to hear this part)\nIn the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\nKicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\nBecause we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\nCutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\nThis is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\nAnd ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\nLa-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\nWe always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\nWe are just just some men up on the mic\nWhen-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\nFuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\nJust keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\nThat's what we create, because that be our mission\nSo listen close to what we say\nBecause (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\nThis type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\nTHIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n\nI woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\nDid a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\nWent into the BATHROOM to wash UP\nPut the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\nSaid, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\nThere was a rubble-rubble-dubble\nFive minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n[01:10.05] You are you conceited bastard!\n[01:14.42] Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n[01:16.62] And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n[01:18.84] Change my clothes, spark my hair\n[01:21.08] I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n[01:23.24] And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n[01:27.08] The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n[01:29.94] Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n[01:32.24] I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n[01:34.59] Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n[01:37.29] Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n[01:39.95] SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n[01:42.24] Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n[01:44.11] Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n[01:47.33] God damn bitch played hard to get\n[01:48.26] So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n[01:52.65] Don't cry, dry your eye\n[01:54.35] Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n[01:56.70] Because her mom stepped up from behind\n[01:58.96] Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n[02:01.00] Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n[02:03.29] Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n[02:05.46] Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n[02:08.19] Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n[02:10.87] I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n[02:12.02] She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n[02:19.02] She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n[02:20.77] I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n[02:22.97] Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n[02:25.04] She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n[02:27.86] Why don't you give me some play\n[02:29.71] Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n[02:32.06] I wet my pants whenever you say\n[02:34.58] Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n[02:37.66] Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n[02:39.35] Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n[02:41.83] I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n[02:45.54] Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:51.50] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:54.48] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:56.94] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[02:59.19] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:01.63] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:03.78] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:10.71] POW\n[03:11.76] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:26.05] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:28.86] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:32.52] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:34.95] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.13] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:42.62] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: 3:50\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1820\n  end_ms: 2790\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 2790\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 6220\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6220\n  end_ms: 7430\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 7430\n  end_ms: 10150\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 10150\n  end_ms: 11800\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 11800\n  end_ms: 13310\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 13310\n  end_ms: 17540\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 17540\n  end_ms: 19500\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 19500\n  end_ms: 22840\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 22840\n  end_ms: 28420\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 28420\n  end_ms: 29670\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 29670\n  end_ms: 31210\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 31210\n  end_ms: 35430\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 35430\n  end_ms: 37630\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 37630\n  end_ms: 39930\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 39930\n  end_ms: 42010\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42010\n  end_ms: 44040\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44040\n  end_ms: 46680\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 46680\n  end_ms: 49300\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49300\n  end_ms: 51680\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 51680\n  end_ms: 54180\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 54180\n  end_ms: 56250\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56250\n  end_ms: 58540\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 58540\n  end_ms: 60790\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 60790\n  end_ms: 63040\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63040\n  end_ms: 67310\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67310\n  end_ms: 68090\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said...\n\nYou are you conceited bastard!\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spark my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dolla's\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\nStepped out the crib, stopped short\nAhhh, nawww shit, God damn\nSHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n\nDammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nSally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\nPunched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\nSomething seemed WRONG, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\nShe said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n\nShe grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\nWhy don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\nOohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\nJimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.59] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:03.59] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:04.89] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.92] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:08.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.88] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:12.65] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:14.44] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.70] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:20.19] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:25.42] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:29.38] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:30.35] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:32.72] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:36.11] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:38.22] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:40.59] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.77] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.85] So listen close to what we say\n[00:47.44] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.71] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:52.05] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.40] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.88] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:59.06] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:01.38] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.64] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.98] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.82] Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said...\n[01:11.45] You are you conceited bastard!\n[01:14.87] Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n[01:17.21] And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n[01:19.46] Change my clothes, spark my hair\n[01:21.65] I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n[01:24.03] And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n[01:27.98] The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n[01:30.54] Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n[01:32.69] I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n[01:35.32] Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n[01:37.84] Ahhh, nawww shit, God damn\n[01:40.58] SHIT I FORGOT MY FUCKING CANGO\n[01:42.75] Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n[01:44.83] Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n[01:47.93] God damn bitch played hard to get\n[01:49.28] So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n[01:53.15] Don't cry, dry your eye\n[01:55.25] Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n[01:57.47] Because her mom stepped up from behind\n[01:59.52] Hit her in the FACE, stabbed her in the EYE\n[02:01.71] Punched her in the BELLY, stepped on her FEET\n[02:03.91] Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n[02:06.34] Oohhhh BITCH was STRONG, momma's GONE\n[02:08.86] Something seemed WRONG, now what is going on\n[02:11.32] I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n[02:13.22] She said, if I can't have you, she can't eitherrrrrrrrr\n[02:19.43] She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n[02:21.51] I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n[02:23.67] Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n[02:25.63] She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n[02:28.23] Why don't you give me some play\n[02:30.43] Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n[02:32.68] I wet my pants whenever you say\n[02:35.25] Oohhh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n[02:37.99] Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n[02:40.14] Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n[02:42.59] I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n[02:46.77] Oohh on and on and on and on and... (WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n[02:52.48] I said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n[02:55.28] I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n[02:57.50] She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n[03:00.03] I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n[03:02.47] Seriously, go ask my mother\n[03:04.46] And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\n[03:11.36] POW\n[03:13.41] \n[03:17.91] Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n[03:22.79] \n[03:26.94] The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n[03:29.52] He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n[03:33.17] With the hardcore battle beatery\n[03:35.71] Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n[03:38.85] That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n[03:40.52] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La‐Di‐Da‐Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: You'll Rebel To Anything (Remastered)\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: To all the stupid people and the rest\n  start_ms: 1590\n  end_ms: 3590\n- text: You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  start_ms: 3590\n  end_ms: 4890\n- text: But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  start_ms: 4890\n  end_ms: 6920\n- text: (Impossible to hear this part)\n  start_ms: 6920\n  end_ms: 8430\n- text: In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n  start_ms: 8430\n  end_ms: 10880\n- text: Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  start_ms: 10880\n  end_ms: 12650\n- text: Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  start_ms: 12650\n  end_ms: 14440\n- text: Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  start_ms: 14440\n  end_ms: 17700\n- text: This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  start_ms: 17700\n  end_ms: 20190\n- text: And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n  start_ms: 20190\n  end_ms: 25420\n- text: La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  start_ms: 25420\n  end_ms: 29380\n- text: We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  start_ms: 29380\n  end_ms: 30350\n- text: We are just just some men up on the mic\n  start_ms: 30350\n  end_ms: 32720\n- text: When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n  start_ms: 32720\n  end_ms: 36110\n- text: Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  start_ms: 36110\n  end_ms: 38220\n- text: Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  start_ms: 38220\n  end_ms: 40590\n- text: '''Cause it''s cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'''\n  start_ms: 40590\n  end_ms: 42770\n- text: That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  start_ms: 42770\n  end_ms: 44850\n- text: So listen close to what we say\n  start_ms: 44850\n  end_ms: 47440\n- text: Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 47440\n  end_ms: 49710\n- text: This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n  start_ms: 49710\n  end_ms: 52050\n- text: THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n  start_ms: 52050\n  end_ms: 54400\n- text: I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n  start_ms: 54400\n  end_ms: 56880\n- text: Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n  start_ms: 56880\n  end_ms: 59060\n- text: Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n  start_ms: 59060\n  end_ms: 61380\n- text: Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  start_ms: 61380\n  end_ms: 63640\n- text: Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  start_ms: 63640\n  end_ms: 67980\n- text: There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  start_ms: 67980\n  end_ms: 68820\n- text: Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. 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(WORD) whatever (SHAKA-ZULU)\n\nI said, (PLAYED OUT) I'm gonna give her a kiss\nI said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\nShe said, no you are not, then she starts crying\nI said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\nSeriously, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my loverrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr\nPOW\n\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore battle beatery\nBeatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\nThat's a little something special for your Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.82] To all the stupid people and the rest\n[00:02.79] You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n[00:03.86] But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n[00:06.22] (Impossible to hear this part)\n[00:07.43] In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n[00:10.15] Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n[00:11.80] Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n[00:13.31] Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n[00:17.54] This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n[00:19.50] And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n[00:22.84] La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n[00:28.42] We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n[00:29.67] We are just just some men up on the mic\n[00:31.21] When-when we grab the pitch, YO WE GRAB THAT SHIT TIGHT\n[00:35.43] Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n[00:37.63] Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n[00:39.93] 'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n[00:42.01] That's what we create, because that be our mission\n[00:44.04] So listen close to what we say\n[00:46.68] Because (WHAT) this type of shit happens every day (WHAT)\n[00:49.30] This type of shit happens EVERY DAY (WHAT)\n[00:51.68] THIS TYPE OF SHIT HAPPENS EVERY DAY\n[00:54.18] I woke up AROUND two in the MORNIN'\n[00:56.25] Did a lot of COKE, strechin', YAWNIN'\n[00:58.54] Went into the BATHROOM to wash UP\n[01:00.79] Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n[01:03.04] Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n[01:07.31] There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n[01:08.09] Five minutes it lasted. 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The mirror said\n  start_ms: 68320\n  end_ms: 71940\n- text: You are you conceited bastard!\n  start_ms: 71940\n  end_ms: 74370\n- text: Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n  start_ms: 74370\n  end_ms: 76370\n- text: And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n  start_ms: 76370\n  end_ms: 78390\n- text: Change my clothes, spark my hair\n  start_ms: 78390\n  end_ms: 80780\n- text: I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n  start_ms: 80780\n  end_ms: 83720\n- text: And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n  start_ms: 83720\n  end_ms: 87420\n- text: The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n  start_ms: 87420\n  end_ms: 89780\n- text: Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n  start_ms: 89780\n  end_ms: 92180\n- text: I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n  start_ms: 92180\n  end_ms: 94700\n- text: Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n  start_ms: 94700\n  end_ms: 96900\n- text: Ahhh, naww shit, God damn\n  start_ms: 96900\n  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Oohhhh botch was strong, momma's gone\n  start_ms: 125120\n  end_ms: 128120\n- text: Something seemed wrong, now what is going on\n  start_ms: 128120\n  end_ms: 130350\n- text: I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n  start_ms: 130350\n  end_ms: 132450\n- text: She said, if I can't have you, she can't either!\n  start_ms: 132450\n  end_ms: 137980\n- text: She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n  start_ms: 137980\n  end_ms: 140550\n- text: I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n  start_ms: 140550\n  end_ms: 142890\n- text: Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n  start_ms: 142890\n  end_ms: 145020\n- text: She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n  start_ms: 145020\n  end_ms: 147280\n- text: Why don't you give me some play\n  start_ms: 147280\n  end_ms: 149530\n- text: Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n  start_ms: 149530\n  end_ms: 151880\n- text: I wet my pants whenever you say\n  start_ms: 151880\n  end_ms: 154460\n- text: Ohh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n  start_ms: 154460\n  end_ms: 157140\n- text: Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n  start_ms: 157140\n  end_ms: 159370\n- text: Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n  start_ms: 159370\n  end_ms: 161670\n- text: I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n  start_ms: 161670\n  end_ms: 166350\n- text: Oohh on and on and on and on and (word) whatever (shaka-zulu)\n  start_ms: 166350\n  end_ms: 170860\n- text: I said, (played out) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n  start_ms: 170860\n  end_ms: 174060\n- text: I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n  start_ms: 174060\n  end_ms: 176650\n- text: She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n  start_ms: 176650\n  end_ms: 178860\n- text: I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n  start_ms: 178860\n  end_ms: 181320\n- text: Seriously, go ask my mother\n  start_ms: 181320\n  end_ms: 183390\n- text: And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my lover\n  start_ms: 183390\n  end_ms: 190430\n- text: Pow\n  start_ms: 190430\n  end_ms: 202850\n- text: Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  start_ms: 202850\n  end_ms: 205640\n- text: The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  start_ms: 205640\n  end_ms: 209480\n- text: He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  start_ms: 209480\n  end_ms: 212530\n- text: With the hardcore battle beatery\n  start_ms: 212530\n  end_ms: 215520\n- text: Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n  start_ms: 215520\n  end_ms: 218440\n- text: That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n  start_ms: 218440\n  end_ms: 221100\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 221100\nplain: |-\n  To all the stupid people and the rest\n  You are about to witness something you've never witnessed before this\n  But ladies and gentlemen Kenny Muhammad and his lucky two members of Little Jimmy\n  In the place to be we're gonna show you how to do it for the year 2005\n\n  Kicking it, and are you sick all the mothers like in their world\n  Because we need to continue to rock stop his modem cold to minimize the scene\n  Cutting out all the lyrical coherence because we know how to up-upload it\n  This is a Paul mix man we all wish underworld set this no good moment\n  And ya'll know us that's when we run into something like this\n\n  La-di-da-di da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  We are just just some men up on the mic\n  When-when we grab the pitch, yo we grab that shit tight\n  Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n\n  'Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n  That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  So listen close to what we say\n  Because (What) this type of shit happens every day (What)\n  This type of shit happens every day (What)\n  This type of shit happens every day\n\n  I woke up around two in the mornin'\n  Did a lot of coke, strechin', yawnin'\n  Went into the bathroom to wash up\n  Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  Five minutes it lasted. The mirror said\n\n  You are you conceited bastard!\n  Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n  And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n  Change my clothes, spark my hair\n  I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n\n  And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n  The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n  Fresh dressed like a million dolla's\n  I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla'\n  Stepped out the crib, stopped short\n  Ahhh, naww shit, God damn\n  Shit I forgot my fucking cango\n\n  Dammy-dilly-dally, me run into an alley\n  Got me busted into me old girl Shaniqua from the valley, (uhh-huhh)\n  God damn bitch played hard to get\n  So I said, what's up girl, you look like shit\n  Don't cry, dry your eye\n  Sally tells her momma, you all better hide tonight\n  Because her mom stepped up from behind\n\n  Hit her in the face, stabbed her in the eye\n  Punched her in the belly, stepped on her feet\n  Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n  Oohhhh botch was strong, momma's gone\n  Something seemed wrong, now what is going on\n  I tried to bust it up, I said, stop it, leave her\n  She said, if I can't have you, she can't either!\n\n  She grabbed me hard, grabbed my cock\n  I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n  Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n  She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy and said\n  Why don't you give me some play\n  Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n\n  I wet my pants whenever you say\n  Ohh bitches love me cause they know that I can (beat box)\n  Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n  Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n  I love your faggy ways, I guess that's why you're always getting laid\n  Oohh on and on and on and on and (word) whatever (shaka-zulu)\n\n  I said, (played out) I'm gonna give her a kiss\n  I said, you can't have me, I'm too young for you miss\n  She said, no you are not, then she starts crying\n  I said, I'm 18 and she says stop lying\n  Seriously, go ask my mother\n  And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my lover\n  Pow\n\n  Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  With the hardcore battle beatery\n  Beatbox criminal, crackin' his haggery\n  That's a little something special for your Mindless CD\n"},{"id":22885578,"name":"La-Di-Da-Di","trackName":"La-Di-Da-Di","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence, Jimmy Urine, The Human Orchestra & M.C. Lucinda","albumName":"You'll Rebel to Anything","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"To all the stupid people in the house\nYou are about to witness something you have never witnessed before\nYou see, you're pretty much forgetting well\nAlminen is like a different ways a little\nFancy nautical place to be\nWe're gonna show you how we do it for the year 2005\nKickin' it my speed\n‘Cause I got a funny feeling\nYou are all sick of all these members\nBiting their rhymes because\nWe need backstabbers\nWhen it comes to me and my associate\nKenny Omonitarysuckinaras\nWe know how you fuckers wanna be\nWe're crossed\nEr'ew ni the P-P-Paul mix\nEr'ew eht gib bmob\nI hsiw I wenk erom naht I\nDluoc reve hsiw ot wonk\nDna ot wohs uoy emos realc lous\nLa-di-da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\nWe always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\nWe are just just some men up on the mic\nWhen-when we grab the pitch\nYo, we grab that shit tight\nFuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\nJust keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\nCause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\nThat's what we create, because that be our mission\nSo listen close to what we say\nBecause (what) this type of shit it happens every day (what)\nThis type of shit it happens every day (what)\nThis type of shit it happens every day\nI woke up around two in the mornin'\nDid a lot of coke, strechin', yawnin'\nWent into the bathroom to wash up\nPut the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\nSaid, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\nThere was a rubble-rubble-dubble\nFive minutes it lasted\nThe mirror said \"You are you conceited bastard!\"\nWell that's true, that's why we never have no beef\nAnd so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\nChange my clothes, spike my hair\nI busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\nAnd for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\nThe Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\nFresh dressed like a million dollas\nI wore the high tops and pop the flat colla’\nStepped out the crib, stopped short, oh no\nAhhh, naw shit, God damn\nShit, I forgot my fucking Kangol!\nDen me dilly dally, we run into an alley\nGot me busted into me old girl, Shaniqua from the valley\nGod damn bitch played hard to get\nSo I said, \"What's up girl, you look like shit!”\nDon't cry, dry your eye\nShaniqua tells her momma, \"You all better hide tonight\"\nBecause her mom stepped up from behind\nHit her in the face, stabbed her in the eye\nPunched her in the belly, stepped on her feet\nSlammed the girl on the hard concrete\nOohhhh bitch was strong, momma's gone\nSomething seemed wrong, now what is going on\nI tried to bust it up, I said, \"Stop it, leave her\"\nShe said, \"If I can't have you, she can't either\"\nShe grabbed me hard, around my cock\nI broke out like I had the chicken pox\nMomma gave chase, she caught us quickly\nShe put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy\nAnd said \"Why don't you give me some play\nStop avoiding me like you is gay\nI wet my pants whenever you say\"\n(\"Bitches love me cause they know that I can\") rock, rock\n\"Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\nSometimes your words just hypnotize me\nI love your faggy ways\nI guess that's why you're always getting laid\"\nOohh on and on and on and on and... (word) whatever (shaka-zulu)\nI said, (played out) and then I gave her a kiss\nI said, \"You can't have me, I'm too young for you, miss\"\nShe said, \"No you are not,\" then she starts crying\nI said, \"I'm 18\" and she says \"stop lying\"\n“Serious, go ask my mother\nAnd with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my lover\"\nPow!\nOkay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\nThe Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\nHe's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\nWith the hardcore verbal beatery\nBeatbox criminal, top in his category\nHere’s a little something special for ya Mindless CD","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: La-Di-Da-Di\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence, Jimmy Urine, The Human Orchestra & M.C. Lucinda\n  album: You'll Rebel to Anything\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  To all the stupid people in the house\n  You are about to witness something you have never witnessed before\n  You see, you're pretty much forgetting well\n  Alminen is like a different ways a little\n  Fancy nautical place to be\n  We're gonna show you how we do it for the year 2005\n  Kickin' it my speed\n  ‘Cause I got a funny feeling\n  You are all sick of all these members\n  Biting their rhymes because\n  We need backstabbers\n  When it comes to me and my associate\n  Kenny Omonitarysuckinaras\n  We know how you fuckers wanna be\n  We're crossed\n  Er'ew ni the P-P-Paul mix\n  Er'ew eht gib bmob\n  I hsiw I wenk erom naht I\n  Dluoc reve hsiw ot wonk\n  Dna ot wohs uoy emos realc lous\n  La-di-da-di-da-di we likes to party-party\n  We always causing trouble-trouble bothering everybody\n  We are just just some men up on the mic\n  When-when we grab the pitch\n  Yo, we grab that shit tight\n  Fuck all-a-y'all who's going to Hell\n  Just keep on smiling and enjoy yourself\n  Cause it's cool when you cause a cozy-conditionin'\n  That's what we create, because that be our mission\n  So listen close to what we say\n  Because (what) this type of shit it happens every day (what)\n  This type of shit it happens every day (what)\n  This type of shit it happens every day\n  I woke up around two in the mornin'\n  Did a lot of coke, strechin', yawnin'\n  Went into the bathroom to wash up\n  Put the soap on my face and my hand on my crotch\n  Said, mirra-mirra on-on the wall, who be that top-choice of-of them all?\n  There was a rubble-rubble-dubble\n  Five minutes it lasted\n  The mirror said \"You are you conceited bastard!\"\n  Well that's true, that's why we never have no beef\n  And so I washed off the soap and brushed the gold teeth\n  Change my clothes, spike my hair\n  I busted out the brand new Gucci underwear\n  And for all the little girls that I might take home, we have\n  The Johnson's baby powder and the Polo cologne\n  Fresh dressed like a million dollas\n  I wore the high tops and pop the flat colla’\n  Stepped out the crib, stopped short, oh no\n  Ahhh, naw shit, God damn\n  Shit, I forgot my fucking Kangol!\n  Den me dilly dally, we run into an alley\n  Got me busted into me old girl, Shaniqua from the valley\n  God damn bitch played hard to get\n  So I said, \"What's up girl, you look like shit!”\n  Don't cry, dry your eye\n  Shaniqua tells her momma, \"You all better hide tonight\"\n  Because her mom stepped up from behind\n  Hit her in the face, stabbed her in the eye\n  Punched her in the belly, stepped on her feet\n  Slammed the girl on the hard concrete\n  Oohhhh bitch was strong, momma's gone\n  Something seemed wrong, now what is going on\n  I tried to bust it up, I said, \"Stop it, leave her\"\n  She said, \"If I can't have you, she can't either\"\n  She grabbed me hard, around my cock\n  I broke out like I had the chicken pox\n  Momma gave chase, she caught us quickly\n  She put her fucking finger in the face of Little Jimmy\n  And said \"Why don't you give me some play\n  Stop avoiding me like you is gay\n  I wet my pants whenever you say\"\n  (\"Bitches love me cause they know that I can\") rock, rock\n  \"Jimmy, Jimmy, Jimmy, can't you see\n  Sometimes your words just hypnotize me\n  I love your faggy ways\n  I guess that's why you're always getting laid\"\n  Oohh on and on and on and on and... (word) whatever (shaka-zulu)\n  I said, (played out) and then I gave her a kiss\n  I said, \"You can't have me, I'm too young for you, miss\"\n  She said, \"No you are not,\" then she starts crying\n  I said, \"I'm 18\" and she says \"stop lying\"\n  “Serious, go ask my mother\n  And with your wrinkled pussy, you can't be my lover\"\n  Pow!\n  Okay people, we're talking about Kenny Muhammad\n  The Human Orchestra, I'm not jokin' ya know\n  He's wicked, he's livin', he's vibin'\n  With the hardcore verbal beatery\n  Beatbox criminal, top in his category\n  Here’s a little something special for ya Mindless CD\n"}]