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smart\n[01:01.32] You're so smart\n[01:03.95] You're so smart\n[01:09.72] (Explain this) Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n[01:12.72] Die, die, die!\n[01:16.17] Cum on me Ferguson, come on and ride me now\n[01:19.06] Cum on me Ferguson, well I said I got nothing\n[01:21.65] Cum on me Ferguson\n[01:23.01] Cum on me Ferguson\n[01:24.57] Cum on me Ferguson\n[01:25.73] Come on, come on, come on, ride it, ride it (pow!)\n[01:29.29] Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n[01:32.13] Die, die, die!\n[01:34.72] Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n[01:37.88] Die, die, die!\n[01:40.60] Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n[01:43.41] Die, die, die!\n[01:46.31] Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa\n[01:48.63] (Oooh)\n[01:48.66] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Clarissa\n  artist: Mindless Self Indulgence\n  album: Thank God\n  duration_ms: 114853\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Every single one of you goddamn bitches\n  start_ms: 5850\n  end_ms: 7050\n- text: 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Every little thing you do, a fucking hole\n\n  In love with a teenage bitch\n  Love with a teenage bitch\n  Love with a teenage bitch\n  Love with a teenage bitch\n\n  You're so smart\n  You're so smart\n  You're so smart\n\n  (Explain this) Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n  Die, die, die!\n\n  Cum on me Ferguson, come on and ride me now\n  Cum on me Ferguson, well I said I got nothing\n  Cum on me Ferguson\n  Cum on me Ferguson\n  Cum on me Ferguson\n  Come on, come on, come on, ride it, ride it (pow!)\n\n  Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n  Die, die, die!\n  Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n  Die, die, die!\n  Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa, Clarissa\n  Die, die, die!\n  Explain this Clarissa, Clarissa\n  (Oooh)\n"},{"id":16020204,"name":"Bring The Pain","trackName":"Bring The Pain","artistName":"Mindless Self Indulgence","albumName":"Thank God","duration":219.35225,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lemme tell you now\nI came to bring the 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Get deeper than your fists\nAnd brothers is mad pissed, accept it\nIn your cross color clothes you crossed over\nNow ya totally crossed out (and kriss-krossed)\n\nWho tha boss? Niggas get tossed to tha side\nAnd I'm the dark side of the force, of course\nIt's the Method Man from the Wu-tang clan\nI be hectic and comin' for that headpiece, protect it\nFuck it, two tears in a bucket\nNiggas want the ruckus? Yo, bust it at me son, now bust it\nStyles, I get buck-wild, Method Man on some shit\nFuckin' niggas foul, son I'm sick\n\nInsane crazy, drivin' Miss Daisy\nOut her fuckin' mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze\n\nIs it real, son? Lemme know it's real, son\nIf it's really real, son\nLemme know it's real\nLoad it up and kill one\nLoad it up and kill one\nLoad it up and kill one\nIf it's really real\n\nWhen I was a little stereo, I used to be the champion (oh, oh, oh)\nI always wondered (oh)\nWhen I would be the number one (hey, hey, hey)\nAnd now you listen to me, Darcon Darcon\nAnd-\nAnd all you niggas come and test me, test me\nI'm gonna lick out your brains\n\nBrothers wanna hang with the Meth, bring the rope\n'Cause the only way you hang is by the neck\nNigga bump off a set\nComin' through all your projects\nTake it as a threat or better yet, it is a promise\nComin' from a vet on some old Vietnam shit\nYou can bet your bottom dollar that I'm on it (yeah)\n\nAnd it'll get even worse, word to God\nIt's the Wu, comin' through takin' niggas 'fore they're\nGone, gone, gone, gone, gone, gone\nMovin' to your left\nI came to represent and carve my name within your chest\nYou can come test, realize it's no contest, son\nI'm the gun who won that old Wild West\n\nQuick on the draw with my hands on the floor\nLovin' all those goddamn monkey rhymes galore\nCheck it, 'cause I think not when it's hip-hop-like proper\nRhymes be the proof when I'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka\nNo OJ, no, no straw\n\nWhen you give it to me, yeah\nGive it to me raw, I burn\nGive it to me raw, I burn\nChest hair\nI don't need no chemical blow to pull no ho (no)\nAll I need is Chemical Bank to pay her up\n\nIs it real, son? 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Niggas get tossed to tha side\n[00:43.52] And I'm the dark side of the force, of course\n[00:46.67] It's the Method Man from the Wu-tang clan\n[00:49.71] I be hectic and comin' for that headpiece, protect it\n[00:53.15] Fuck it, two tears in a bucket\n[00:55.48] Niggas want the ruckus? Yo, bust it at me son, now bust it\n[00:59.33] Styles, I get buck-wild, Method Man on some shit\n[01:03.09] Fuckin' niggas foul, son I'm sick\n[01:06.05] Insane crazy, drivin' Miss Daisy\n[01:09.06] Out her fuckin' mind, now I got mine, I'm Swayze\n[01:13.32] Is it real, son? 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real\n[01:19.33] Load it up and kill one\n[01:21.08] Load it up and kill one\n[01:22.47] Load it up and kill one\n[01:24.04] If it's really real\n[01:26.56] When i was a little stereo i used to be the champion\n[01:33.25] I always wonder when i would be the number one - hey hey hey\n[01:39.24] And now you listen to me darcon darcon\n[01:42.20] - - - - - - - - - -\n[01:45.16] And all you niggaz come and test me test me\n[01:48.21] I'm gonna lick out your brains\n[01:51.47] Brothers wanna hang with the meth bring the rope\n[01:54.33] Cuz the only way you hang is by the neck\n[01:56.48] Nigga pump off a set comin' through all your projects\n[01:59.91] Take it as a threat or better yet it is a promise\n[02:02.84] Comin' like a vet on some old vietnam shit\n[02:06.62] You can bet your bottom dollar that i'm on it yeah\n[02:09.11] And it'll get even worse word to god it's the wu\n[02:12.97] Comin' through takin' niggaz 'fore they're\n[02:14.67] Gone gone gone gone gone gone\n[02:17.46] Movin' to your left\n[02:20.12] I came to represent and carve my name within your chest\n[02:23.48] You can come test realize it's no contest son\n[02:26.82] I'm the gun who won that old wild west\n[02:29.59] Quick on the draw with my hands on the floor\n[02:32.83] Lovin' all those goddamn monkey rhymes galore\n[02:36.02] Check it cuz i think not when it's hip hop slung propa\n[02:39.97] Rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka\n[02:43.09] No OJ no no straw\n[02:45.80] When you give it to me - yeah - give it to me raw i burn\n[02:53.91] Give it to me raw i burn\n[03:00.22] Chest hair\n[03:02.02] I don't need no chemical blow to pull no ho - no\n[03:04.80] All i need is chemical bank to pay her up\n[03:07.79] Is it real son lemme know it's real son if its really real son\n[03:12.16] Lemme know it's\n[03:12.96] 1 2 3 4\n[03:14.44] Kill one - fuck it up and kill one\n[03:16.71] Fuck it up and kill one\n[03:18.37] Let me know it's real\n[03:19.98] ","lyricsfile":"version: 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ya totally crossed out... and kriss kross\n  Who da boss niggaz get tossed to da side\n  And i'm the dark side of the force of course\n  It's the method man from the wu-tang clan\n  I be hectic and comin' for that headpiece protect it\n  Fuck it two tears in a bucket\n  Niggaz want the ruckas? so bust it at me son now bust it\n  Stylez i get buckwild method man on some shit\n  Fuck'n niggaz foul son i'm sick\n  Insane crazy drivin' miss daisy\n  How the fuck am i? now i got mine i'm swayze\n  Is it real son lemme know it's real son if its\n  Really real son lemme know it's real\n  Load it up and kill one\n  Load it up and kill one\n  Load it up and kill one\n  If it's really real\n  When i was a little stereo i used to be the champion\n  I always wonder when i would be the number one - hey hey hey\n  And now you listen to me darcon darcon\n  - - - - - - - - - -\n  And all you niggaz come and test me test me\n  I'm gonna lick out your brains\n  Brothers wanna hang with the meth bring the rope\n  Cuz the only way you hang is by the neck\n  Nigga pump off a set comin' through all your projects\n  Take it as a threat or better yet it is a promise\n  Comin' like a vet on some old vietnam shit\n  You can bet your bottom dollar that i'm on it yeah\n  And it'll get even worse word to god it's the wu\n  Comin' through takin' niggaz 'fore they're\n  Gone gone gone gone gone gone\n  Movin' to your left\n  I came to represent and carve my name within your chest\n  You can come test realize it's no contest son\n  I'm the gun who won that old wild west\n  Quick on the draw with my hands on the floor\n  Lovin' all those goddamn monkey rhymes galore\n  Check it cuz i think not when it's hip hop slung propa\n  Rhymes be the proof when i'm drinkin' ninety proof vodka\n  No OJ no no straw\n  When you give it to me - yeah - give it to me raw i burn\n  Give it to me raw i burn\n  Chest hair\n  I don't need no chemical blow to pull no ho - no\n  All i need is chemical bank to pay her up\n  Is it real son lemme know it's real son if its really real son\n  Lemme know it's\n  1 2 3 4\n  Kill one - fuck it up and kill one\n  Fuck it up and kill one\n  Let me know it's real\n"}]