[{"id":11523381,"name":"Approach To Danger (Edited)","trackName":"Approach To Danger (Edited)","artistName":"N.W.A","albumName":"The Best Of N.W.A: The Strength Of Street Knowledge (Edited)","duration":165.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"What you want is an unexpected approach,\nthat may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\nuntil you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n\nApproach to danger, don't move;\nit's hard to predict what will happen next.\n(Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\nyou could've prevented a tragedy.\n\nYou can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\na self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\nThis is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\nthe prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\nI took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\nthey're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\nOne vision was of life, the other was death,\nThen I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\nSo you burn in my pit that I call hell,\nwhere you got send because your shit don't sell.\nMy twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\nof the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\nI started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\ndo 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\nAnd my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\nbut fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n\nIf you can be seen, you can be hit.\nIf you can be hit, you can be killed.\n(He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n\nFatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\noutrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n\nMurder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\na dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\nWith everybody thinking of death I kept working,\nto be one of the last niggaz left.\nSo many people looking for hope, they're broke,\nwithout checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\nA heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\nso figuring to see the D-E-A-D\nbodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\nso it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\nbut they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\nand starts killing motherfkers,\njust in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\nwhen I approach to danger\n\nApproach the motherfking danger,\nCome back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n\nFinal approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\nanother dead body and you wanna keep running.\nBut even the rain turns black,\nall you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\nNo prison, nobody makes bail,\neverybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\nThink about death, taking your last breath,\nheart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\nFor so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\neven though they wanna make a crime.\nYo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\nbecause it will release the fking police.\nFk 'em, I approach to danger,\ncause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\nSo you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\ncause in the long run... (we'll all die)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.31] What you want is an unexpected approach,\n[00:05.86] that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n[00:11.13] until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n[00:15.88] Approach to danger, don't move;\n[00:19.55] it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n[00:21.75] (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n[00:24.12] you could've prevented a tragedy.\n[00:25.73] You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n[00:28.35] a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n[00:30.98] This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n[00:33.13] the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n[00:35.77] I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n[00:38.14] they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n[00:40.77] One vision was of life, the other was death,\n[00:43.16] Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n[00:45.52] So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n[00:47.91] where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n[00:50.32] My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n[00:52.95] of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n[00:56.15] I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n[00:58.59] do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n[01:01.19] And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n[01:03.64] but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n[01:05.97] If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n[01:08.83] If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n[01:11.25] (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n[01:13.06] Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n[01:16.03] outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n[01:18.67] Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n[01:21.58] a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n[01:24.21] With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n[01:27.15] to be one of the last niggaz left.\n[01:28.96] So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n[01:31.07] without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n[01:33.75] A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n[01:36.95] so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n[01:39.04] bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n[01:41.65] so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n[01:45.44] but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n[01:48.87] and starts killing motherfkers,\n[01:50.24] just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n[01:53.38] when I approach to danger\n[01:57.06] Approach the motherfking danger,\n[01:59.43] Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n[02:03.72] Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n[02:07.39] another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n[02:10.31] But even the rain turns black,\n[02:12.15] all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n[02:14.31] No prison, nobody makes bail,\n[02:17.24] everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n[02:19.63] Think about death, taking your last breath,\n[02:21.95] heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n[02:25.42] For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n[02:28.04] even though they wanna make a crime.\n[02:29.94] Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n[02:32.02] because it will release the fking police.\n[02:34.95] Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n[02:36.73] cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n[02:39.40] So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n[02:42.63] cause in the long run... (we'll all die)\n[02:43.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Approach To Danger (Edited)\n  artist: N.W.A\n  album: 'The Best Of N.W.A: The Strength Of Street Knowledge (Edited)'\n  duration_ms: 165000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: What you want is an unexpected approach,\n  start_ms: 1310\n  end_ms: 5860\n- text: that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n  start_ms: 5860\n  end_ms: 11130\n- text: until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n  start_ms: 11130\n  end_ms: 15880\n- text: Approach to danger, don't move;\n  start_ms: 15880\n  end_ms: 19550\n- text: it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n  start_ms: 19550\n  end_ms: 21750\n- text: (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n  start_ms: 21750\n  end_ms: 24120\n- text: you could've prevented a tragedy.\n  start_ms: 24120\n  end_ms: 25730\n- text: You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n  start_ms: 25730\n  end_ms: 28350\n- text: a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n  start_ms: 28350\n  end_ms: 30980\n- text: This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n  start_ms: 30980\n  end_ms: 33130\n- text: the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n  start_ms: 33130\n  end_ms: 35770\n- text: I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n  start_ms: 35770\n  end_ms: 38140\n- text: they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n  start_ms: 38140\n  end_ms: 40770\n- text: One vision was of life, the other was death,\n  start_ms: 40770\n  end_ms: 43160\n- text: Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n  start_ms: 43160\n  end_ms: 45520\n- text: So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n  start_ms: 45520\n  end_ms: 47910\n- text: where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n  start_ms: 47910\n  end_ms: 50320\n- text: My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n  start_ms: 50320\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 56150\n- text: I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n  start_ms: 56150\n  end_ms: 58590\n- text: do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n  start_ms: 58590\n  end_ms: 61190\n- text: And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n  start_ms: 61190\n  end_ms: 63640\n- text: but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n  start_ms: 63640\n  end_ms: 65970\n- text: If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n  start_ms: 65970\n  end_ms: 68830\n- text: If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n  start_ms: 68830\n  end_ms: 71250\n- text: (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n  start_ms: 71250\n  end_ms: 73060\n- text: Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n  start_ms: 73060\n  end_ms: 76030\n- text: outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n  start_ms: 76030\n  end_ms: 78670\n- text: Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n  start_ms: 78670\n  end_ms: 81580\n- text: a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n  start_ms: 81580\n  end_ms: 84210\n- text: With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n  start_ms: 84210\n  end_ms: 87150\n- text: to be one of the last niggaz left.\n  start_ms: 87150\n  end_ms: 88960\n- text: So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n  start_ms: 88960\n  end_ms: 91070\n- text: without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n  start_ms: 91070\n  end_ms: 93750\n- text: A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n  start_ms: 93750\n  end_ms: 96950\n- text: so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n  start_ms: 96950\n  end_ms: 99040\n- text: bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n  start_ms: 99040\n  end_ms: 101650\n- text: so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n  start_ms: 101650\n  end_ms: 105440\n- text: but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n  start_ms: 105440\n  end_ms: 108870\n- text: and starts killing motherfkers,\n  start_ms: 108870\n  end_ms: 110240\n- text: just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n  start_ms: 110240\n  end_ms: 113380\n- text: when I approach to danger\n  start_ms: 113380\n  end_ms: 117060\n- text: Approach the motherfking danger,\n  start_ms: 117060\n  end_ms: 119430\n- text: Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n  start_ms: 119430\n  end_ms: 123720\n- text: Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n  start_ms: 123720\n  end_ms: 127390\n- text: another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n  start_ms: 127390\n  end_ms: 130310\n- text: But even the rain turns black,\n  start_ms: 130310\n  end_ms: 132150\n- text: all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n  start_ms: 132150\n  end_ms: 134310\n- text: No prison, nobody makes bail,\n  start_ms: 134310\n  end_ms: 137240\n- text: everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n  start_ms: 137240\n  end_ms: 139630\n- text: Think about death, taking your last breath,\n  start_ms: 139630\n  end_ms: 141950\n- text: heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n  start_ms: 141950\n  end_ms: 145420\n- text: For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n  start_ms: 145420\n  end_ms: 148040\n- text: even though they wanna make a crime.\n  start_ms: 148040\n  end_ms: 149940\n- text: Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n  start_ms: 149940\n  end_ms: 152020\n- text: because it will release the fking police.\n  start_ms: 152020\n  end_ms: 154950\n- text: Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n  start_ms: 154950\n  end_ms: 156730\n- text: cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n  start_ms: 156730\n  end_ms: 159400\n- text: So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n  start_ms: 159400\n  end_ms: 162630\n- text: cause in the long run... (we'll all die)\n  start_ms: 162630\n  end_ms: 163700\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 163700\nplain: |-\n  What you want is an unexpected approach,\n  that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n  until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n\n  Approach to danger, don't move;\n  it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n  (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n  you could've prevented a tragedy.\n\n  You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n  a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n  This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n  the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n  I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n  they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n  One vision was of life, the other was death,\n  Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n  So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n  where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n  My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n  of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n  I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n  do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n  And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n  but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n\n  If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n  If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n  (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n\n  Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n  outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n\n  Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n  a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n  With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n  to be one of the last niggaz left.\n  So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n  without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n  A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n  so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n  bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n  so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n  but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n  and starts killing motherfkers,\n  just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n  when I approach to danger\n\n  Approach the motherfking danger,\n  Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n\n  Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n  another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n  But even the rain turns black,\n  all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n  No prison, nobody makes bail,\n  everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n  Think about death, taking your last breath,\n  heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n  For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n  even though they wanna make a crime.\n  Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n  because it will release the fking police.\n  Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n  cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n  So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n  cause in the long run... 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Shoot him!)\n\nFatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\noutrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n\nMurder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\na dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\nWith everybody thinking of death I kept working,\nto be one of the last niggaz left.\nSo many people looking for hope, they're broke,\nwithout checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\nA heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\nso figuring to see the D-E-A-D\nbodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\nso it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\nbut they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\nand starts killing motherfkers,\njust in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\nwhen I approach to danger\n\nApproach the motherfking danger,\nCome back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n\nFinal approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\nanother dead body and you wanna keep running.\nBut even the rain turns black,\nall you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\nNo prison, nobody makes bail,\neverybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\nThink about death, taking your last breath,\nheart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\nFor so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\neven though they wanna make a crime.\nYo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\nbecause it will release the fking police.\nFk 'em, I approach to danger,\ncause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\nSo you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\ncause in the long run... (we'll all die)","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.31] What you want is an unexpected approach,\n[00:05.86] that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n[00:11.13] until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n[00:15.88] Approach to danger, don't move;\n[00:19.55] it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n[00:21.75] (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n[00:24.12] you could've prevented a tragedy.\n[00:25.73] You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n[00:28.35] a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n[00:30.98] This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n[00:33.13] the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n[00:35.77] I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n[00:38.14] they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n[00:40.77] One vision was of life, the other was death,\n[00:43.16] Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n[00:45.52] So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n[00:47.91] where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n[00:50.32] My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n[00:52.95] of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n[00:56.15] I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n[00:58.59] do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n[01:01.19] And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n[01:03.64] but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n[01:05.97] If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n[01:08.83] If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n[01:11.25] (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n[01:13.06] Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n[01:16.03] outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n[01:18.67] Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n[01:21.58] a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n[01:24.21] With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n[01:27.15] to be one of the last niggaz left.\n[01:28.96] So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n[01:31.07] without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n[01:33.75] A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n[01:36.95] so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n[01:39.04] bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n[01:41.65] so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n[01:45.44] but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n[01:48.87] and starts killing motherfkers,\n[01:50.24] just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n[01:53.38] when I approach to danger\n[01:57.06] Approach the motherfking danger,\n[01:59.43] Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n[02:03.72] Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n[02:07.39] another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n[02:10.31] But even the rain turns black,\n[02:12.15] all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n[02:14.31] No prison, nobody makes bail,\n[02:17.24] everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n[02:19.63] Think about death, taking your last breath,\n[02:21.95] heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n[02:25.42] For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n[02:28.04] even though they wanna make a crime.\n[02:29.94] Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n[02:32.02] because it will release the fking police.\n[02:34.95] Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n[02:36.73] cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n[02:39.40] So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n[02:42.63] cause in the long run... (we'll all die)\n[02:43.70] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Approach To Danger (Edited)\n  artist: N.W.a\n  album: 'The Best Of N.W.A: The Strength Of Street Knowledge'\n  duration_ms: 165168\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: What you want is an unexpected approach,\n  start_ms: 1310\n  end_ms: 5860\n- text: that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n  start_ms: 5860\n  end_ms: 11130\n- text: until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n  start_ms: 11130\n  end_ms: 15880\n- text: Approach to danger, don't move;\n  start_ms: 15880\n  end_ms: 19550\n- text: it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n  start_ms: 19550\n  end_ms: 21750\n- text: (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n  start_ms: 21750\n  end_ms: 24120\n- text: you could've prevented a tragedy.\n  start_ms: 24120\n  end_ms: 25730\n- text: You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n  start_ms: 25730\n  end_ms: 28350\n- text: a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n  start_ms: 28350\n  end_ms: 30980\n- text: This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n  start_ms: 30980\n  end_ms: 33130\n- text: the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n  start_ms: 33130\n  end_ms: 35770\n- text: I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n  start_ms: 35770\n  end_ms: 38140\n- text: they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n  start_ms: 38140\n  end_ms: 40770\n- text: One vision was of life, the other was death,\n  start_ms: 40770\n  end_ms: 43160\n- text: Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n  start_ms: 43160\n  end_ms: 45520\n- text: So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n  start_ms: 45520\n  end_ms: 47910\n- text: where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n  start_ms: 47910\n  end_ms: 50320\n- text: My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n  start_ms: 50320\n  end_ms: 52950\n- text: of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n  start_ms: 52950\n  end_ms: 56150\n- text: I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n  start_ms: 56150\n  end_ms: 58590\n- text: do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n  start_ms: 58590\n  end_ms: 61190\n- text: And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n  start_ms: 61190\n  end_ms: 63640\n- text: but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n  start_ms: 63640\n  end_ms: 65970\n- text: If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n  start_ms: 65970\n  end_ms: 68830\n- text: If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n  start_ms: 68830\n  end_ms: 71250\n- text: (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n  start_ms: 71250\n  end_ms: 73060\n- text: Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n  start_ms: 73060\n  end_ms: 76030\n- text: outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n  start_ms: 76030\n  end_ms: 78670\n- text: Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n  start_ms: 78670\n  end_ms: 81580\n- text: a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n  start_ms: 81580\n  end_ms: 84210\n- text: With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n  start_ms: 84210\n  end_ms: 87150\n- text: to be one of the last niggaz left.\n  start_ms: 87150\n  end_ms: 88960\n- text: So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n  start_ms: 88960\n  end_ms: 91070\n- text: without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n  start_ms: 91070\n  end_ms: 93750\n- text: A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n  start_ms: 93750\n  end_ms: 96950\n- text: so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n  start_ms: 96950\n  end_ms: 99040\n- text: bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n  start_ms: 99040\n  end_ms: 101650\n- text: so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n  start_ms: 101650\n  end_ms: 105440\n- text: but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n  start_ms: 105440\n  end_ms: 108870\n- text: and starts killing motherfkers,\n  start_ms: 108870\n  end_ms: 110240\n- text: just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n  start_ms: 110240\n  end_ms: 113380\n- text: when I approach to danger\n  start_ms: 113380\n  end_ms: 117060\n- text: Approach the motherfking danger,\n  start_ms: 117060\n  end_ms: 119430\n- text: Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n  start_ms: 119430\n  end_ms: 123720\n- text: Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n  start_ms: 123720\n  end_ms: 127390\n- text: another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n  start_ms: 127390\n  end_ms: 130310\n- text: But even the rain turns black,\n  start_ms: 130310\n  end_ms: 132150\n- text: all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n  start_ms: 132150\n  end_ms: 134310\n- text: No prison, nobody makes bail,\n  start_ms: 134310\n  end_ms: 137240\n- text: everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n  start_ms: 137240\n  end_ms: 139630\n- text: Think about death, taking your last breath,\n  start_ms: 139630\n  end_ms: 141950\n- text: heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n  start_ms: 141950\n  end_ms: 145420\n- text: For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n  start_ms: 145420\n  end_ms: 148040\n- text: even though they wanna make a crime.\n  start_ms: 148040\n  end_ms: 149940\n- text: Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n  start_ms: 149940\n  end_ms: 152020\n- text: because it will release the fking police.\n  start_ms: 152020\n  end_ms: 154950\n- text: Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n  start_ms: 154950\n  end_ms: 156730\n- text: cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n  start_ms: 156730\n  end_ms: 159400\n- text: So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n  start_ms: 159400\n  end_ms: 162630\n- text: cause in the long run... (we'll all die)\n  start_ms: 162630\n  end_ms: 163700\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 163700\nplain: |-\n  What you want is an unexpected approach,\n  that may delay a suspects awareness of your presence,\n  until you have a chance to assist the situation you are confronted.\n\n  Approach to danger, don't move;\n  it's hard to predict what will happen next.\n  (Oh shit, he has a gun!) drop the gun\n  you could've prevented a tragedy.\n\n  You can approach, but the danger-light is blinking,\n  a self-desctruct button is activated when I'm thinking.\n  This is a tribulation, the weakened judge,\n  the prophecy was fulfilled cause I never budge.\n  I took up the tools, crucifixion was the extreme,\n  they're seeing doubles of me, but it wasn't a dream.\n  One vision was of life, the other was death,\n  Then I didn't give a fk if death took your last breath.\n  So you burn in my pit that I call hell,\n  where you got send because your shit don't sell.\n  My twenty-twenty was blurry from the smoke,\n  of the niggaz that I burned and tormented but I didn't choke.\n  I started doing 'em, I kept on doing 'em,\n  do 'em for shoot 'em up till that nigga Ren was booing 'em.\n  And my presence to the suckers was of a stranger,\n  but fk it, they can approach to the danger.\n\n  If you can be seen, you can be hit.\n  If you can be hit, you can be killed.\n  (He's on the line! Shoot him!)\n\n  Fatal approach to danger, just to remain a strangeler,\n  outrun, the shot of a gun with a ganger.\n\n  Murder in the first degree, but it's worse to be,\n  a dead motherfker or a nigga in custody.\n  With everybody thinking of death I kept working,\n  to be one of the last niggaz left.\n  So many people looking for hope, they're broke,\n  without checking the fingerprints on the motherfkers' throat.\n  A heart of steal can reveil the real nigga in me,\n  so figuring to see the D-E-A-D\n  bodies like a nigga's straight walking in a cemetary,\n  so it's very necesarry to carry ammunition for niggaz wishing,\n  but they better take caution, before Dre goes off,\n  and starts killing motherfkers,\n  just in order to change the anger for the real nigga,\n  when I approach to danger\n\n  Approach the motherfking danger,\n  Come back to hell and send me some time... (this is it y'all)\n\n  Final approach to danger, death, destruction around every corner,\n  another dead body and you wanna keep running.\n  But even the rain turns black,\n  all you can do is stay alert to try to say out of the search-light.\n  No prison, nobody makes bail,\n  everybody gotta go but see, it ain't no jail.\n  Think about death, taking your last breath,\n  heart beating like a motherfker like there ain't no time left.\n  For so many ways to stay up, I gotta get mine,\n  even though they wanna make a crime.\n  Yo, I'm being real, a better or latter in the beginning,\n  because it will release the fking police.\n  Fk 'em, I approach to danger,\n  cause I don't give a fk if somebody gotta get fked up.\n  So you might as well kiss your ass goodbye,\n  cause in the long run... (we'll all die)\n"}]