[{"id":23435841,"name":"Too Much Pride","trackName":"Too Much Pride","artistName":"Mozzy","albumName":"Occupational Hazard","duration":204.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nAlways been a nigga in your corner rootin'\nValuable to the circle 'cause he\nDo more than shootin'\nSometimes I get distractеd and\nIgnore the music\nTell my brothеr it's bulletproof\nBitch it's more than music\nGang member, still the same nigga\nWin or lose I never change nigga\nI'ma hang with ya\nSame jersey in this game with ya\nDrive the lane with ya incase you pass it off\nCan't name a time that you needed me and I\nThrowing shots at the enemies\nTryna tag them all\nFeel like it didn't count at all\nThought we got a bull, he wasn't that at all\nSmoke bitch, I won't pass it off\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nI know you heard that we made it\nBut I'm still thuggin' though\nHuggin, chiefin' exotic while it burn slow\nI had to cut some niggas off\nCause they was turning cold\nI lost but I know he felt the burn though\nThumbing through paper\nI'ma make it while the world closed\nPosted in vacants\nWe still trappin' when it's foreclosed\nI'm stackin' up for that, push the button\nThe door close a couple real niggas left\nYou know I'm one of those\nOff the hip, lettin' it drip\nWilling to die behind my gy\nJust to let you know\nHe crossed the code and broke my heart\nI had to let him go\nSuicide up by my side, I'm forever\nI rep the nigga\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nI've been to hell and back, no one can me\nTell 'em it ain' nothing stoppin' 'em\nCome and get me\nThrowin' bullets get yo' ass intercepted\nYou coming with me get the drop\nI'm at your spot playin' butcher like I was\nDepending on the ticket\nNo telling what you receivin'\nHomie, I don't do the forgiving\nI'm getting even take it up with God and\nYour spirit might get relievin'\nThough for now I gotta spin\n'til no that you breathin'\nMy niggas only, no crashin', no registration\nDependin' on how I'm feelin'\nYour niggas won't be escaping\nEverything I say mandatory, evacuation\nMy niggas pulling up all black, segregation\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Too Much Pride\n  artist: Mozzy\n  album: Occupational Hazard\n  duration_ms: 204000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  Always been a nigga in your corner rootin'\n  Valuable to the circle 'cause he\n  Do more than shootin'\n  Sometimes I get distractеd and\n  Ignore the music\n  Tell my brothеr it's bulletproof\n  Bitch it's more than music\n  Gang member, still the same nigga\n  Win or lose I never change nigga\n  I'ma hang with ya\n  Same jersey in this game with ya\n  Drive the lane with ya incase you pass it off\n  Can't name a time that you needed me and I\n  Throwing shots at the enemies\n  Tryna tag them all\n  Feel like it didn't count at all\n  Thought we got a bull, he wasn't that at all\n  Smoke bitch, I won't pass it off\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  I know you heard that we made it\n  But I'm still thuggin' though\n  Huggin, chiefin' exotic while it burn slow\n  I had to cut some niggas off\n  Cause they was turning cold\n  I lost but I know he felt the burn though\n  Thumbing through paper\n  I'ma make it while the world closed\n  Posted in vacants\n  We still trappin' when it's foreclosed\n  I'm stackin' up for that, push the button\n  The door close a couple real niggas left\n  You know I'm one of those\n  Off the hip, lettin' it drip\n  Willing to die behind my gy\n  Just to let you know\n  He crossed the code and broke my heart\n  I had to let him go\n  Suicide up by my side, I'm forever\n  I rep the nigga\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  I've been to hell and back, no one can me\n  Tell 'em it ain' nothing stoppin' 'em\n  Come and get me\n  Throwin' bullets get yo' ass intercepted\n  You coming with me get the drop\n  I'm at your spot playin' butcher like I was\n  Depending on the ticket\n  No telling what you receivin'\n  Homie, I don't do the forgiving\n  I'm getting even take it up with God and\n  Your spirit might get relievin'\n  Though for now I gotta spin\n  'til no that you breathin'\n  My niggas only, no crashin', no registration\n  Dependin' on how I'm feelin'\n  Your niggas won't be escaping\n  Everything I say mandatory, evacuation\n  My niggas pulling up all black, segregation\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n"},{"id":29245666,"name":"Too Much Pride","trackName":"Too Much Pride","artistName":"Mozzy","albumName":"Occupational Hazard","duration":200.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nAlways been a nigga in your corner rootin'\nValuable to the circle 'cause he\nDo more than shootin'\nSometimes I get distractеd and\nIgnore the music\nTell my brothеr it's bulletproof\nBitch it's more than music\nGang member, still the same nigga\nWin or lose I never change nigga\nI'ma hang with ya\nSame jersey in this game with ya\nDrive the lane with ya incase you pass it off\nCan't name a time that you needed me and I\nThrowing shots at the enemies\nTryna tag them all\nFeel like it didn't count at all\nThought we got a bull, he wasn't that at all\nSmoke bitch, I won't pass it off\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nI know you heard that we made it\nBut I'm still thuggin' though\nHuggin, chiefin' exotic while it burn slow\nI had to cut some niggas off\nCause they was turning cold\nI lost but I know he felt the burn though\nThumbing through paper\nI'ma make it while the world closed\nPosted in vacants\nWe still trappin' when it's foreclosed\nI'm stackin' up for that, push the button\nThe door close a couple real niggas left\nYou know I'm one of those\nOff the hip, lettin' it drip\nWilling to die behind my gy\nJust to let you know\nHe crossed the code and broke my heart\nI had to let him go\nSuicide up by my side, I'm forever\nI rep the nigga\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke\nI've been to hell and back, no one can me\nTell 'em it ain' nothing stoppin' 'em\nCome and get me\nThrowin' bullets get yo' ass intercepted\nYou coming with me get the drop\nI'm at your spot playin' butcher like I was\nDepending on the ticket\nNo telling what you receivin'\nHomie, I don't do the forgiving\nI'm getting even take it up with God and\nYour spirit might get relievin'\nThough for now I gotta spin\n'til no that you breathin'\nMy niggas only, no crashin', no registration\nDependin' on how I'm feelin'\nYour niggas won't be escaping\nEverything I say mandatory, evacuation\nMy niggas pulling up all black, segregation\nIt's too much pride to shed a tear\nI let the song do all the crying for me\nAnd I can never turn my back on the\nPeople do all the sliding for me\nGang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\nCrash dummies be irrelevant when\nWe be nailin' shit\nI been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\nFuck your deepest condolences\nAll we want is smoke","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Too Much Pride\n  artist: Mozzy\n  album: Occupational Hazard\n  duration_ms: 200000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  Always been a nigga in your corner rootin'\n  Valuable to the circle 'cause he\n  Do more than shootin'\n  Sometimes I get distractеd and\n  Ignore the music\n  Tell my brothеr it's bulletproof\n  Bitch it's more than music\n  Gang member, still the same nigga\n  Win or lose I never change nigga\n  I'ma hang with ya\n  Same jersey in this game with ya\n  Drive the lane with ya incase you pass it off\n  Can't name a time that you needed me and I\n  Throwing shots at the enemies\n  Tryna tag them all\n  Feel like it didn't count at all\n  Thought we got a bull, he wasn't that at all\n  Smoke bitch, I won't pass it off\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  I know you heard that we made it\n  But I'm still thuggin' though\n  Huggin, chiefin' exotic while it burn slow\n  I had to cut some niggas off\n  Cause they was turning cold\n  I lost but I know he felt the burn though\n  Thumbing through paper\n  I'ma make it while the world closed\n  Posted in vacants\n  We still trappin' when it's foreclosed\n  I'm stackin' up for that, push the button\n  The door close a couple real niggas left\n  You know I'm one of those\n  Off the hip, lettin' it drip\n  Willing to die behind my gy\n  Just to let you know\n  He crossed the code and broke my heart\n  I had to let him go\n  Suicide up by my side, I'm forever\n  I rep the nigga\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n  I've been to hell and back, no one can me\n  Tell 'em it ain' nothing stoppin' 'em\n  Come and get me\n  Throwin' bullets get yo' ass intercepted\n  You coming with me get the drop\n  I'm at your spot playin' butcher like I was\n  Depending on the ticket\n  No telling what you receivin'\n  Homie, I don't do the forgiving\n  I'm getting even take it up with God and\n  Your spirit might get relievin'\n  Though for now I gotta spin\n  'til no that you breathin'\n  My niggas only, no crashin', no registration\n  Dependin' on how I'm feelin'\n  Your niggas won't be escaping\n  Everything I say mandatory, evacuation\n  My niggas pulling up all black, segregation\n  It's too much pride to shed a tear\n  I let the song do all the crying for me\n  And I can never turn my back on the\n  People do all the sliding for me\n  Gang ties, off the waistline, hella quick\n  Crash dummies be irrelevant when\n  We be nailin' shit\n  I been on hella skit's, and I got more to go\n  Fuck your deepest condolences\n  All we want is smoke\n"}]