[{"id":39367095,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas & Damian Marley","albumName":"Nas & Damian Marley - Distant Relatives","duration":353.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power, the other one lacks it\nGuns are power, controlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\n\nWho are the masters? They are the gangsters\nThey are the bankers, the ones who tax us\nThe masses, they are us\nThe sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\nI go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\nLet a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\nThe masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\nThe masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\nThe masters are the aristocratic\nThe masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\nHey, I say, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThis lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\nMislead, the media misleads\nScares you to the point where you miss sleep\nWith that said\n\nThis lead with this Ruger and that shooter\nSub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\nOur future is\n\nMislead, three strikes\nThere's no school when a teacher strikes\nThis economy, this monopoly\nGet no job, just own your property\n\nNow it's back to what comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, desperation\nBut I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\nMake some bwoy know mi nah smile\n'Cause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket, man a run scheme\nMan a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\nCan't trust a she nor we nor\nEye in a contact lens\nMan a run from police and a rundown wealth\nAnd dollars and nah make sense\n\nSo, rise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred, don't know what you heard\nGet referred by the wrong reference\n\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members and all of your limbs\nBody bust inna 'nuff segments\n\nWell, man a run drugs, man a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down and a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\n\nNutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool that was used to enslave man\nAnd make manservant\n\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\n\nA distant army, a distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\n\nThis spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis spear, eh\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\nThis spear\nLike Burning spear and such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nThey can't ignore me, no","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: Nas & Damian Marley\n  album: Nas & Damian Marley - Distant Relatives\n  duration_ms: 353000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Lord, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power, the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power, controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n\n  Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n  They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n  The masses, they are us\n  The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\n  I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\n  Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\n  The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\n  The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\n  The masters are the aristocratic\n  The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\n  Hey, I say, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  Get referred by the wrong reference\n\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members and all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna 'nuff segments\n\n  Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool that was used to enslave man\n  And make manservant\n\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n\n  A distant army, a distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This spear, eh\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\n  This spear\n  Like Burning spear and such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  They can't ignore me, no\n"},{"id":14721426,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas And Damian Marley","albumName":"Nas And Damian Marley [distant Relatives]","duration":353.136,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power, the other one lacks it\nGuns are power, controlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\n\nWho are the masters? They are the gangsters\nThey are the bankers, the ones who tax us\nThe masses, they are us\nThe sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\nI go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\nLet a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\nThe masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\nThe masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\nThe masters are the aristocratic\nThe masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\nHey, I say, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThis lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\nMislead, the media misleads\nScares you to the point where you miss sleep\nWith that said\n\nThis lead with this Ruger and that shooter\nSub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\nOur future is\n\nMislead, three strikes\nThere's no school when a teacher strikes\nThis economy, this monopoly\nGet no job, just own your property\n\nNow it's back to what comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, desperation\nBut I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\nMake some bwoy know mi nah smile\n'Cause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket, man a run scheme\nMan a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\nCan't trust a she nor we nor\nEye in a contact lens\nMan a run from police and a rundown wealth\nAnd dollars and nah make sense\n\nSo, rise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred, don't know what you heard\nGet referred by the wrong reference\n\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members and all of your limbs\nBody bust inna 'nuff segments\n\nWell, man a run drugs, man a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down and a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\n\nNutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool that was used to enslave man\nAnd make manservant\n\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\n\nA distant army, a distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\n\nThis spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis spear, eh\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\nThis spear\nLike Burning spear and such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nThey can't ignore me, no","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: Nas And Damian Marley\n  album: Nas And Damian Marley [distant Relatives]\n  duration_ms: 353136\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Lord, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power, the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power, controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n\n  Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n  They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n  The masses, they are us\n  The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\n  I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\n  Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\n  The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\n  The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\n  The masters are the aristocratic\n  The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\n  Hey, I say, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  Get referred by the wrong reference\n\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members and all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna 'nuff segments\n\n  Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool that was used to enslave man\n  And make manservant\n\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n\n  A distant army, a distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This spear, eh\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\n  This spear\n  Like Burning spear and such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  They can't ignore me, no\n"},{"id":9770655,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas And Damian Marley","albumName":"Nas.And.Damian.Marley-Distant.Relatives-Deluxe.Edition-2010-[NoFS]","duration":353.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power, the other one lacks it\nGuns are power, controlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\n\nWho are the masters? They are the gangsters\nThey are the bankers, the ones who tax us\nThe masses, they are us\nThe sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\nI go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\nLet a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\nThe masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\nThe masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\nThe masters are the aristocratic\nThe masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\nHey, I say, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThis lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\nMislead, the media misleads\nScares you to the point where you miss sleep\nWith that said\n\nThis lead with this Ruger and that shooter\nSub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\nOur future is\n\nMislead, three strikes\nThere's no school when a teacher strikes\nThis economy, this monopoly\nGet no job, just own your property\n\nNow it's back to what comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, desperation\nBut I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\nMake some bwoy know mi nah smile\n'Cause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket, man a run scheme\nMan a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\nCan't trust a she nor we nor\nEye in a contact lens\nMan a run from police and a rundown wealth\nAnd dollars and nah make sense\n\nSo, rise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred, don't know what you heard\nGet referred by the wrong reference\n\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members and all of your limbs\nBody bust inna 'nuff segments\n\nWell, man a run drugs, man a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down and a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\n\nNutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool that was used to enslave man\nAnd make manservant\n\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\n\nA distant army, a distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\n\nThis spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis spear, eh\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\nThis spear\nLike Burning spear and such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nThey can't ignore me, no","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.71] Ay-nam-may o\n[00:09.66] Nam-may o\n[00:12.66] Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o (uh)\n[00:16.86] Nam-may o\n[00:19.91] Ay-nam-may o\n[00:24.07] Nam-may o\n[00:26.92] Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o\n[00:30.69] Lord!\n[00:32.43] This spear (huh!)\n[00:35.22] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n[00:37.87] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[00:39.79] Dispear, eh\n[00:42.60] Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n[00:46.71] This spear, hey\n[00:49.62] Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n[00:51.82] Yo, Man a Masai Warrior\n[00:53.90] This spear, eh\n[00:56.89] Fear and desperation no, depression can't tarry ya\n[01:01.06] This spear\n[01:02.56] Like Burning Spear, and such and such before me\n[01:05.74] Who all fought for the cause, and\n[01:08.21] Dispear, eh\n[01:11.77] Huh, enforcing all the laws, and\n[01:14.71] The master of the masses\n[01:16.02] One has power, the other one lacks it\n[01:17.94] Guns are power controlled by assets\n[01:19.84] Owned by financial forecasters\n[01:21.91] Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n[01:23.75] They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n[01:25.98] The masses, they are us\n[01:27.33] The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n[01:29.86] I go off like a Shite bomb\n[01:31.35] And all y'all see I'm on my\n[01:32.89] War paint on my face, shit\n[01:34.22] My .9, mm, on my waist, shit\n[01:35.86] I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit\n[01:37.67] Let a few go, then I get low blazing haze again\n[01:40.15] The masters, the wall street war chiefs\n[01:42.66] The elitists groups\n[01:43.80] The masses, they pray to Jesus\n[01:45.57] Saying, \"He will see us through\"\n[01:46.93] The masters are the aristocratic\n[01:48.70] The masses ask if the Most High is on His way here\n[01:51.37] I'm trying to stay clear\n[01:52.55] My mind is my modern day spear\n[01:56.42] Hey, I say, \"This spear,\" huh!\n[02:01.10] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n[02:03.85] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[02:05.51] Dispear, eh\n[02:08.57] Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n[02:12.81] This spear, hey\n[02:14.97] Through the hands of time and cruel men\n[02:17.08] It has slew more than a billion\n[02:20.09] Dispear, eh\n[02:22.78] It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n[02:26.40] This lead into Swiss cheese\n[02:28.03] When the fifth squeeze mislead\n[02:29.51] The media Misleads\n[02:30.61] Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n[02:32.68] With that said\n[02:33.60] This lead with this ruger and that shooter\n[02:36.25] Sub-machine gun ratta tat through you\n[02:38.16] Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n[02:40.05] Our future is misled, three strikes\n[02:42.45] There's no school when a teacher strikes\n[02:44.38] This economy, this monopoly\n[02:46.12] Get no job, just own your property\n[02:47.92] Now it's back to what comes natural\n[02:49.73] Must survive any how you have to\n[02:51.58] Dispear, desperation\n[02:53.23] But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n[02:55.30] (Hol' on, hol' on)\n[02:56.22] (Warning us, not smiling, will you? Shh...)\n[03:02.23] Mek some bwoy know seh mi nah smile\n[03:03.88] Cah this spear nah beg friends\n[03:05.97] Man a run rocket, man a run scheme\n[03:07.25] Man a run race, man a run down Benz\n[03:09.49] Can't trust she na, he-na, we nah\n[03:11.23] Eye inna contact lense\n[03:12.87] Man a run from police, and a run down wealth\n[03:14.66] And dollars and nah mek sense\n[03:16.15] So, rise up to my defense\n[03:18.33] Hollow pointed is my preference\n[03:20.15] Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n[03:21.74] Get referred by the wrong reference\n[03:23.60] When this spear start dispense\n[03:25.36] It a fly and a tear through fence\n[03:27.17] Dismember your members, and all of your limbs\n[03:28.91] Body bust inna nuff segments\n[03:30.58] Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n[03:32.35] Man all a run out a time and ends\n[03:34.31] Man a run up and down, and a run fi dem life\n[03:36.03] And a run down this month rent\n[03:37.81] Nutin' nah gwan a yard, and food deh a road\n[03:39.77] Den man haffi go touch pavement\n[03:41.59] Dispear was a tool, that was used to enslave man\n[03:43.59] And mek man servant\n[03:45.19] Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\n[03:48.72] Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\n[03:52.13] A distant army, a distant relative controlling the circumference\n[03:55.98] And any man move with no permission\n[03:57.65] They're feeling the circumstance of\n[04:00.24] This spear, hey\n[04:02.90] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a-, eh\n[04:05.59] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[04:07.42] Dispear, eh!\n[04:10.38] Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n[04:14.55] This spear, hey\n[04:16.62] Inner city, youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n[04:21.81] This spear, eh!\n[04:24.52] And anytime dem clap it up the whole city level\n[04:28.99] This spear\n[04:30.27] Like Burning Spear, and such and such before I\n[04:33.55] Who all fought for the cause, and\n[04:36.14] This spear, eh!\n[04:39.81] They can't ignore me, no!\n[04:45.49] \n[05:29.25] What do you think of Africa?\n[05:31.80] Africa! 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Africa!\n  start_ms: 331800\n  end_ms: 334680\n- text: Ha-ha-ha, Africa\n  start_ms: 334680\n  end_ms: 338160\n- text: Just, just the mention of it\n  start_ms: 338160\n  end_ms: 339780\n- text: Just the mention of it, man\n  start_ms: 339780\n  end_ms: 342140\n- text: It's like you call mi name, man\n  start_ms: 342140\n  end_ms: 346180\n- text: Well, you know Africa is motherland\n  start_ms: 346180\n  end_ms: 348320\n- text: And, and Africa is where we rightfully belong\n  start_ms: 348320\n  end_ms: 351250\n- text: And that's where I want to be\n  start_ms: 351250\n  end_ms: 353160\nplain: |-\n  Lord, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power, the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power, controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n\n  Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n  They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n  The masses, they are us\n  The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\n  I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\n  Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\n  The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\n  The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\n  The masters are the aristocratic\n  The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\n  Hey, I say, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my 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eh\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This spear, eh\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\n  This spear\n  Like Burning spear and such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  They can't ignore me, no\n"},{"id":2497967,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Distant Relatives","duration":353.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord!\nThis Spear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\nMan a Masai Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear\nLike BURNING SPEAR\nAND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\nWho all fought for the cause and\nThis Spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\nThe Master of the Masses\nOne has power\nThe other one lacks it\nGuns are power\nControlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\nWho are the Masters?\nThey are the Gangsters\nThey are the bankers\nThe ones who tax us\nThe Masses\nThey are us\nThe sheep, the people\nDivided in classes\nI go off like a Shite bomb\nAnd All ya'll see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit\nMy nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem\nShoot up your place shit\nLet a few go\nThen I get low\nBlazing Haze again\nThe Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\nThe Elitists Groups\nThe Masses\nThey pray to Jesus\nSaying he will see us through\nThe Masters are the aristocratic\nThe Masses\nAsk if the Most High\nIs On his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear\nMy mind is my modern day Spear\nHey\nI say...\nThis Spear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nThrough the hands of time and cruel men\nIt has slew more than a billion\nDespair, eh\nIt keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\nThis lead into Swiss cheese\nWhen the 5th squeeze\nMislead\nThe media Misleads\nScares you to the point\nWhere you miss sleep\nWith that said\nThis lead with this Ruger\nAnd that shooter\nSub-machine gun\nRatta tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points\nWill do ya something bad\nOur future\nIs Mislead\nThree strikes\nThere's no school\nWhen a teacher strikes\nThis economy\nThis monopoly\nGet no job\nJust own your property\nNow it's back to\nWhat comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, Desperation\nBut I have no fear\nWhen I hold This Spear\nMek some bwoy know mi nah smile\nCause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket\nMan a run scheme\nMan a run race\nMan a run down Benz\nCan't trust a she nor we nor eye\nInna contact lense\nMan a run from police\nAnd a run down wealth\nAnd dollars and nah mek sense\nSo,\nRise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred\nDon't know what you heard\nGet referred\nBy the wrong reference\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members\nAnd all of your limbs\nBody bust inna nuff segments\nWell,\nMan a run drugs\nMan a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down\nAnd a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\nNutin' nah gwan a yard\nAnd food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool\nThat was used to enslave man\nAnd mek manservant\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\nA distant army\nA distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\nThis Spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh!\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis Spear, eh!\nAnd anytime them clap it up the 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master of the masses\n[01:16.02] One has power, the other one lacks it\n[01:17.94] Guns are power controlled by assets\n[01:19.84] Owned by financial forecasters\n[01:21.91] Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n[01:23.75] They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n[01:25.98] The masses, they are us\n[01:27.33] The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n[01:29.86] I go off like a Shite bomb\n[01:31.35] And all y'all see I'm on my\n[01:32.89] War paint on my face, shit\n[01:34.22] My .9, mm, on my waist, shit\n[01:35.86] I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit\n[01:37.67] Let a few go, then I get low blazing haze again\n[01:40.15] The masters, the wall street war chiefs\n[01:42.66] The elitists groups\n[01:43.80] The masses, they pray to Jesus\n[01:45.57] Saying, \"He will see us through\"\n[01:46.93] The masters are the aristocratic\n[01:48.70] The masses ask if the Most High is on His way here\n[01:51.37] I'm trying to stay clear\n[01:52.55] My mind is my modern day spear\n[01:56.42] Hey, I say, \"This spear,\" huh!\n[02:01.10] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n[02:03.85] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[02:05.51] Dispear, eh\n[02:08.57] Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n[02:12.81] This spear, hey\n[02:14.97] Through the hands of time and cruel men\n[02:17.08] It has slew more than a billion\n[02:20.09] Dispear, eh\n[02:22.78] It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n[02:26.40] This lead into Swiss cheese\n[02:28.03] When the fifth squeeze mislead\n[02:29.51] The media Misleads\n[02:30.61] Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n[02:32.68] With that said\n[02:33.60] This lead with this ruger and that shooter\n[02:36.25] Sub-machine gun ratta tat through you\n[02:38.16] Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n[02:40.05] Our future is misled, three strikes\n[02:42.45] There's no school when a teacher strikes\n[02:44.38] This economy, this monopoly\n[02:46.12] Get no job, just own your property\n[02:47.92] Now it's back to what comes natural\n[02:49.73] Must survive any how you have to\n[02:51.58] Dispear, desperation\n[02:53.23] But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n[02:55.30] (Hol' on, hol' on)\n[02:56.22] (Warning us, not smiling, will you? 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Africa!\n[05:34.68] Ha-ha-ha, Africa\n[05:38.16] Just, just the mention of it\n[05:39.78] Just the mention of it, man\n[05:42.14] It's like you call mi name, man\n[05:46.18] Well, you know Africa is motherland\n[05:48.32] And, and Africa is where we rightfully belong\n[05:51.25] And that's where I want to be\n[05:53.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: Nas\n  album: Distant Relatives\n  duration_ms: 353000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay-nam-may o\n  start_ms: 5710\n  end_ms: 9660\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 9660\n  end_ms: 12660\n- text: Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o (uh)\n  start_ms: 12660\n  end_ms: 16860\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 16860\n  end_ms: 19910\n- text: Ay-nam-may o\n  start_ms: 19910\n  end_ms: 24070\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 24070\n  end_ms: 26920\n- text: Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o\n  start_ms: 26920\n  end_ms: 30690\n- text: Lord!\n  start_ms: 30690\n  end_ms: 32430\n- text: This spear (huh!)\n  start_ms: 32430\n  end_ms: 35220\n- text: Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  start_ms: 35220\n  end_ms: 37870\n- text: Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  start_ms: 37870\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Dispear, eh\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42600\n- text: Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 42600\n  end_ms: 46710\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 46710\n  end_ms: 49620\n- text: Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  start_ms: 49620\n  end_ms: 51820\n- text: Yo, Man a Masai Warrior\n  start_ms: 51820\n  end_ms: 53900\n- text: This spear, eh\n  start_ms: 53900\n  end_ms: 56890\n- text: Fear and desperation no, depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 56890\n  end_ms: 61060\n- text: This spear\n  start_ms: 61060\n  end_ms: 62560\n- text: Like Burning Spear, and such and such before me\n  start_ms: 62560\n  end_ms: 65740\n- text: Who all fought for the cause, and\n  start_ms: 65740\n  end_ms: 68210\n- text: Dispear, eh\n  start_ms: 68210\n  end_ms: 71770\n- text: Huh, enforcing all the laws, and\n  start_ms: 71770\n  end_ms: 74710\n- text: The master of the masses\n  start_ms: 74710\n  end_ms: 76020\n- text: One has power, the other one lacks it\n  start_ms: 76020\n  end_ms: 77940\n- text: Guns are power controlled by assets\n  start_ms: 77940\n  end_ms: 79840\n- text: Owned by financial forecasters\n  start_ms: 79840\n  end_ms: 81910\n- text: Who are the masters? 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Shh...)\n  start_ms: 176220\n  end_ms: 182230\n- text: Mek some bwoy know seh mi nah smile\n  start_ms: 182230\n  end_ms: 183880\n- text: Cah this spear nah beg friends\n  start_ms: 183880\n  end_ms: 185970\n- text: Man a run rocket, man a run scheme\n  start_ms: 185970\n  end_ms: 187250\n- text: Man a run race, man a run down Benz\n  start_ms: 187250\n  end_ms: 189490\n- text: Can't trust she na, he-na, we nah\n  start_ms: 189490\n  end_ms: 191230\n- text: Eye inna contact lense\n  start_ms: 191230\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: Man a run from police, and a run down wealth\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194660\n- text: And dollars and nah mek sense\n  start_ms: 194660\n  end_ms: 196150\n- text: So, rise up to my defense\n  start_ms: 196150\n  end_ms: 198330\n- text: Hollow pointed is my preference\n  start_ms: 198330\n  end_ms: 200150\n- text: Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  start_ms: 200150\n  end_ms: 201740\n- text: Get referred by the wrong reference\n  start_ms: 201740\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: When this spear start dispense\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 205360\n- text: It a fly and a tear through fence\n  start_ms: 205360\n  end_ms: 207170\n- text: Dismember your members, and all of your limbs\n  start_ms: 207170\n  end_ms: 208910\n- text: Body bust inna nuff segments\n  start_ms: 208910\n  end_ms: 210580\n- text: Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  start_ms: 210580\n  end_ms: 212350\n- text: Man all a run out a time and ends\n  start_ms: 212350\n  end_ms: 214310\n- text: Man a run up and down, and a run fi dem life\n  start_ms: 214310\n  end_ms: 216030\n- text: And a run down this month rent\n  start_ms: 216030\n  end_ms: 217810\n- text: Nutin' nah gwan a yard, and food deh a road\n  start_ms: 217810\n  end_ms: 219770\n- text: Den man haffi go touch pavement\n  start_ms: 219770\n  end_ms: 221590\n- text: Dispear was a tool, that was used to enslave man\n  start_ms: 221590\n  end_ms: 223590\n- text: And mek man servant\n  start_ms: 223590\n  end_ms: 225190\n- text: Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\n  start_ms: 225190\n  end_ms: 228720\n- text: Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\n  start_ms: 228720\n  end_ms: 232130\n- text: A distant army, a distant relative controlling the circumference\n  start_ms: 232130\n  end_ms: 235980\n- text: And any man move with no permission\n  start_ms: 235980\n  end_ms: 237650\n- text: They're feeling the circumstance of\n  start_ms: 237650\n  end_ms: 240240\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 240240\n  end_ms: 242900\n- text: Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a-, eh\n  start_ms: 242900\n  end_ms: 245590\n- text: Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  start_ms: 245590\n  end_ms: 247420\n- text: Dispear, eh!\n  start_ms: 247420\n  end_ms: 250380\n- text: Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 250380\n  end_ms: 254550\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 254550\n  end_ms: 256620\n- text: Inner city, youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  start_ms: 256620\n  end_ms: 261810\n- text: This spear, eh!\n  start_ms: 261810\n  end_ms: 264520\n- text: And anytime dem clap it up the whole city level\n  start_ms: 264520\n  end_ms: 268990\n- text: This spear\n  start_ms: 268990\n  end_ms: 270270\n- text: Like Burning Spear, and such and such before I\n  start_ms: 270270\n  end_ms: 273550\n- text: Who all fought for the cause, and\n  start_ms: 273550\n  end_ms: 276140\n- text: This spear, eh!\n  start_ms: 276140\n  end_ms: 279810\n- text: They can't ignore me, no!\n  start_ms: 279810\n  end_ms: 285490\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 285490\n  end_ms: 329250\n- text: What do you think of Africa?\n  start_ms: 329250\n  end_ms: 331800\n- text: Africa! Africa!\n  start_ms: 331800\n  end_ms: 334680\n- text: Ha-ha-ha, Africa\n  start_ms: 334680\n  end_ms: 338160\n- text: Just, just the mention of it\n  start_ms: 338160\n  end_ms: 339780\n- text: Just the mention of it, man\n  start_ms: 339780\n  end_ms: 342140\n- text: It's like you call mi name, man\n  start_ms: 342140\n  end_ms: 346180\n- text: Well, you know Africa is motherland\n  start_ms: 346180\n  end_ms: 348320\n- text: And, and Africa is where we rightfully belong\n  start_ms: 348320\n  end_ms: 351250\n- text: And that's where I want to be\n  start_ms: 351250\n  end_ms: 353160\nplain: |-\n  Lord!\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\n  Man a Masai Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear\n  Like BURNING SPEAR\n  AND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n  The Master of the Masses\n  One has power\n  The other one lacks it\n  Guns are power\n  Controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n  Who are the Masters?\n  They are the Gangsters\n  They are the bankers\n  The ones who tax us\n  The Masses\n  They are us\n  The sheep, the people\n  Divided in classes\n  I go off like a Shite bomb\n  And All ya'll see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit\n  My nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem\n  Shoot up your place shit\n  Let a few go\n  Then I get low\n  Blazing Haze again\n  The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\n  The Elitists Groups\n  The Masses\n  They pray to Jesus\n  Saying he will see us through\n  The Masters are the aristocratic\n  The Masses\n  Ask if the Most High\n  Is On his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear\n  My mind is my modern day Spear\n  Hey\n  I say...\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n  This lead into Swiss cheese\n  When the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead\n  The media Misleads\n  Scares you to the point\n  Where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n  This lead with this Ruger\n  And that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun\n  Ratta tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points\n  Will do ya something bad\n  Our future\n  Is Mislead\n  Three strikes\n  There's no school\n  When a teacher strikes\n  This economy\n  This monopoly\n  Get no job\n  Just own your property\n  Now it's back to\n  What comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, Desperation\n  But I have no fear\n  When I hold This Spear\n  Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket\n  Man a run scheme\n  Man a run race\n  Man a run down Benz\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor eye\n  Inna contact lense\n  Man a run from police\n  And a run down wealth\n  And dollars and nah mek sense\n  So,\n  Rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred\n  Don't know what you heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well,\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the 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eye\nInna contact lense\nMan a run from police\nAnd a run down wealth\nAnd dollars and nah mek sense\nSo,\nRise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred\nDon't know what you heard\nGet referred\nBy the wrong reference\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members\nAnd all of your limbs\nBody bust inna nuff segments\nWell,\nMan a run drugs\nMan a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down\nAnd a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\nNutin' nah gwan a yard\nAnd food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool\nThat was used to enslave man\nAnd mek manservant\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\nA distant army\nA distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\nThis Spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh!\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis Spear, eh!\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\nThis Spear\nLike Burning Spear\nAnd such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and\nThis Spear, eh!\nThey can't ignore me\nNo!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: Nas\n  album: Distant Relatives (Japan Edt., Bonus Track Vers.)\n  duration_ms: 353000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Lord!\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\n  Man a Masai Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear\n  Like BURNING SPEAR\n  AND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\n  Who all 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Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n  This lead into Swiss cheese\n  When the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead\n  The media Misleads\n  Scares you to the point\n  Where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n  This lead with this Ruger\n  And that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun\n  Ratta tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points\n  Will do ya something bad\n  Our future\n  Is Mislead\n  Three strikes\n  There's no school\n  When a teacher strikes\n  This economy\n  This monopoly\n  Get no job\n  Just own your property\n  Now it's back to\n  What comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, Desperation\n  But I have no fear\n  When I hold This Spear\n  Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket\n  Man a run scheme\n  Man a run race\n  Man a run down Benz\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor eye\n  Inna contact lense\n  Man a run from police\n  And a run down wealth\n  And dollars and nah mek sense\n  So,\n  Rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred\n  Don't know what you heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well,\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n  This Spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This Spear, eh!\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n  This Spear\n  Like Burning Spear\n  And such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, eh!\n  They can't ignore me\n  No!\n"},{"id":38424610,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"Distant Relatives (Bonus Track Version)","duration":353.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord!\nThis Spear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\nMan a Masai Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear\nLike BURNING SPEAR\nAND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\nWho all fought for the cause and\nThis Spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\nThe Master of the Masses\nOne has power\nThe other one lacks it\nGuns are power\nControlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\nWho are the Masters?\nThey are the Gangsters\nThey are the bankers\nThe ones who tax us\nThe Masses\nThey are us\nThe sheep, the people\nDivided in classes\nI go off like a Shite bomb\nAnd All ya'll see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit\nMy nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem\nShoot up your place shit\nLet a few go\nThen I get low\nBlazing Haze again\nThe Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\nThe Elitists Groups\nThe Masses\nThey pray to Jesus\nSaying he will see us through\nThe Masters are the aristocratic\nThe Masses\nAsk if the Most High\nIs On his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear\nMy mind is my modern day Spear\nHey\nI say...\nThis Spear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nThrough the hands of time and cruel men\nIt has slew more than a billion\nDespair, eh\nIt keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\nThis lead into Swiss cheese\nWhen the 5th squeeze\nMislead\nThe media Misleads\nScares you to the point\nWhere you miss sleep\nWith that said\nThis lead with this Ruger\nAnd that shooter\nSub-machine gun\nRatta tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points\nWill do ya something bad\nOur future\nIs Mislead\nThree strikes\nThere's no school\nWhen a teacher strikes\nThis economy\nThis monopoly\nGet no job\nJust own your property\nNow it's back to\nWhat comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, Desperation\nBut I have no fear\nWhen I hold This Spear\nMek some bwoy know mi nah smile\nCause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket\nMan a run scheme\nMan a run race\nMan a run down Benz\nCan't trust a she nor we nor eye\nInna contact lense\nMan a run from police\nAnd a run down wealth\nAnd dollars and nah mek sense\nSo,\nRise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred\nDon't know what you heard\nGet referred\nBy the wrong reference\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members\nAnd all of your limbs\nBody bust inna nuff segments\nWell,\nMan a run drugs\nMan a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down\nAnd a run fi dem life\nAnd a run down this month rent\nNutin' nah gwan a yard\nAnd food deh a road\nThen man hafi go touch pavement\nDespair was a tool\nThat was used to enslave man\nAnd mek manservant\nEscape from Despair and Desperation\nBecomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\nWith spiritual detergent\nA distant army\nA distant relative\nControlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission\nThey're feeling the circumstance of\nThis Spear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior\nDespair, eh!\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\nThis Spear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\nThis Spear, eh!\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\nThis Spear\nLike Burning Spear\nAnd such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and\nThis Spear, eh!\nThey can't ignore me\nNo!","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: Nas\n  album: Distant Relatives (Bonus Track Version)\n  duration_ms: 353080\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Lord!\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\n  Man a Masai Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear\n  Like BURNING SPEAR\n  AND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n  The Master of the Masses\n  One has power\n  The other one lacks it\n  Guns are power\n  Controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n  Who are the Masters?\n  They are the Gangsters\n  They are the bankers\n  The ones who tax us\n  The Masses\n  They are us\n  The sheep, the people\n  Divided in classes\n  I go off like a Shite bomb\n  And All ya'll see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit\n  My nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem\n  Shoot up your place shit\n  Let a few go\n  Then I get low\n  Blazing Haze again\n  The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\n  The Elitists Groups\n  The Masses\n  They pray to Jesus\n  Saying he will see us through\n  The Masters are the aristocratic\n  The Masses\n  Ask if the Most High\n  Is On his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear\n  My mind is my modern day Spear\n  Hey\n  I say...\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n  This lead into Swiss cheese\n  When the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead\n  The media Misleads\n  Scares you to the point\n  Where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n  This lead with this Ruger\n  And that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun\n  Ratta tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points\n  Will do ya something bad\n  Our future\n  Is Mislead\n  Three strikes\n  There's no school\n  When a teacher strikes\n  This economy\n  This monopoly\n  Get no job\n  Just own your property\n  Now it's back to\n  What comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, Desperation\n  But I have no fear\n  When I hold This Spear\n  Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket\n  Man a run scheme\n  Man a run race\n  Man a run down Benz\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor eye\n  Inna contact lense\n  Man a run from police\n  And a run down wealth\n  And dollars and nah mek sense\n  So,\n  Rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred\n  Don't know what you heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well,\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling 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They are the gangsters\n[01:23.75] They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n[01:25.98] The masses, they are us\n[01:27.33] The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n[01:29.86] I go off like a Shite bomb\n[01:31.35] And all y'all see I'm on my\n[01:32.89] War paint on my face, shit\n[01:34.22] My .9, mm, on my waist, shit\n[01:35.86] I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit\n[01:37.67] Let a few go, then I get low blazing haze again\n[01:40.15] The masters, the wall street war chiefs\n[01:42.66] The elitists groups\n[01:43.80] The masses, they pray to Jesus\n[01:45.57] Saying, \"He will see us through\"\n[01:46.93] The masters are the aristocratic\n[01:48.70] The masses ask if the Most High is on His way here\n[01:51.37] I'm trying to stay clear\n[01:52.55] My mind is my modern day spear\n[01:56.42] Hey, I say, \"This spear,\" huh!\n[02:01.10] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n[02:03.85] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[02:05.51] Dispear, eh\n[02:08.57] Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n[02:12.81] This spear, hey\n[02:14.97] Through the hands of time and cruel men\n[02:17.08] It has slew more than a billion\n[02:20.09] Dispear, eh\n[02:22.78] It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n[02:26.40] This lead into Swiss cheese\n[02:28.03] When the fifth squeeze mislead\n[02:29.51] The media Misleads\n[02:30.61] Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n[02:32.68] With that said\n[02:33.60] This lead with this ruger and that shooter\n[02:36.25] Sub-machine gun ratta tat through you\n[02:38.16] Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n[02:40.05] Our future is misled, three strikes\n[02:42.45] There's no school when a teacher strikes\n[02:44.38] This economy, this monopoly\n[02:46.12] Get no job, just own your property\n[02:47.92] Now it's back to what comes natural\n[02:49.73] Must survive any how you have to\n[02:51.58] Dispear, desperation\n[02:53.23] But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n[02:55.30] (Hol' on, hol' on)\n[02:56.22] (Warning us, not smiling, will you? 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Africa!\n[05:34.68] Ha-ha-ha, Africa\n[05:38.16] Just, just the mention of it\n[05:39.78] Just the mention of it, man\n[05:42.14] It's like you call mi name, man\n[05:46.18] Well, you know Africa is motherland\n[05:48.32] And, and Africa is where we rightfully belong\n[05:51.25] And that's where I want to be\n[05:53.16] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Dispear\n  artist: NAS & Damian Marley\n  album: Distant Relatives\n  duration_ms: 353000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Ay-nam-may o\n  start_ms: 5710\n  end_ms: 9660\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 9660\n  end_ms: 12660\n- text: Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o (uh)\n  start_ms: 12660\n  end_ms: 16860\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 16860\n  end_ms: 19910\n- text: Ay-nam-may o\n  start_ms: 19910\n  end_ms: 24070\n- text: Nam-may o\n  start_ms: 24070\n  end_ms: 26920\n- text: Ay-nam-may, ay-ay-ay-ay-ay o\n  start_ms: 26920\n  end_ms: 30690\n- text: Lord!\n  start_ms: 30690\n  end_ms: 32430\n- text: This spear (huh!)\n  start_ms: 32430\n  end_ms: 35220\n- text: Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  start_ms: 35220\n  end_ms: 37870\n- text: Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  start_ms: 37870\n  end_ms: 39790\n- text: Dispear, eh\n  start_ms: 39790\n  end_ms: 42600\n- text: Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 42600\n  end_ms: 46710\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 46710\n  end_ms: 49620\n- text: Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  start_ms: 49620\n  end_ms: 51820\n- text: Yo, Man a Masai Warrior\n  start_ms: 51820\n  end_ms: 53900\n- text: This spear, eh\n  start_ms: 53900\n  end_ms: 56890\n- text: Fear and desperation no, depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 56890\n  end_ms: 61060\n- text: This spear\n  start_ms: 61060\n  end_ms: 62560\n- text: Like Burning Spear, and such and such before me\n  start_ms: 62560\n  end_ms: 65740\n- text: Who all fought for the cause, and\n  start_ms: 65740\n  end_ms: 68210\n- text: Dispear, eh\n  start_ms: 68210\n  end_ms: 71770\n- text: Huh, enforcing all the laws, and\n  start_ms: 71770\n  end_ms: 74710\n- text: The master of the masses\n  start_ms: 74710\n  end_ms: 76020\n- text: One has power, the other one lacks it\n  start_ms: 76020\n  end_ms: 77940\n- text: Guns are power controlled by assets\n  start_ms: 77940\n  end_ms: 79840\n- text: Owned by financial forecasters\n  start_ms: 79840\n  end_ms: 81910\n- text: Who are the masters? 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Shh...)\n  start_ms: 176220\n  end_ms: 182230\n- text: Mek some bwoy know seh mi nah smile\n  start_ms: 182230\n  end_ms: 183880\n- text: Cah this spear nah beg friends\n  start_ms: 183880\n  end_ms: 185970\n- text: Man a run rocket, man a run scheme\n  start_ms: 185970\n  end_ms: 187250\n- text: Man a run race, man a run down Benz\n  start_ms: 187250\n  end_ms: 189490\n- text: Can't trust she na, he-na, we nah\n  start_ms: 189490\n  end_ms: 191230\n- text: Eye inna contact lense\n  start_ms: 191230\n  end_ms: 192870\n- text: Man a run from police, and a run down wealth\n  start_ms: 192870\n  end_ms: 194660\n- text: And dollars and nah mek sense\n  start_ms: 194660\n  end_ms: 196150\n- text: So, rise up to my defense\n  start_ms: 196150\n  end_ms: 198330\n- text: Hollow pointed is my preference\n  start_ms: 198330\n  end_ms: 200150\n- text: Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  start_ms: 200150\n  end_ms: 201740\n- text: Get referred by the wrong reference\n  start_ms: 201740\n  end_ms: 203600\n- text: When this spear start dispense\n  start_ms: 203600\n  end_ms: 205360\n- text: It a fly and a tear through fence\n  start_ms: 205360\n  end_ms: 207170\n- text: Dismember your members, and all of your limbs\n  start_ms: 207170\n  end_ms: 208910\n- text: Body bust inna nuff segments\n  start_ms: 208910\n  end_ms: 210580\n- text: Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  start_ms: 210580\n  end_ms: 212350\n- text: Man all a run out a time and ends\n  start_ms: 212350\n  end_ms: 214310\n- text: Man a run up and down, and a run fi dem life\n  start_ms: 214310\n  end_ms: 216030\n- text: And a run down this month rent\n  start_ms: 216030\n  end_ms: 217810\n- text: Nutin' nah gwan a yard, and food deh a road\n  start_ms: 217810\n  end_ms: 219770\n- text: Den man haffi go touch pavement\n  start_ms: 219770\n  end_ms: 221590\n- text: Dispear was a tool, that was used to enslave man\n  start_ms: 221590\n  end_ms: 223590\n- text: And mek man servant\n  start_ms: 223590\n  end_ms: 225190\n- text: Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\n  start_ms: 225190\n  end_ms: 228720\n- text: Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\n  start_ms: 228720\n  end_ms: 232130\n- text: A distant army, a distant relative controlling the circumference\n  start_ms: 232130\n  end_ms: 235980\n- text: And any man move with no permission\n  start_ms: 235980\n  end_ms: 237650\n- text: They're feeling the circumstance of\n  start_ms: 237650\n  end_ms: 240240\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 240240\n  end_ms: 242900\n- text: Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a-, eh\n  start_ms: 242900\n  end_ms: 245590\n- text: Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  start_ms: 245590\n  end_ms: 247420\n- text: Dispear, eh!\n  start_ms: 247420\n  end_ms: 250380\n- text: Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  start_ms: 250380\n  end_ms: 254550\n- text: This spear, hey\n  start_ms: 254550\n  end_ms: 256620\n- text: Inner city, youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  start_ms: 256620\n  end_ms: 261810\n- text: This spear, eh!\n  start_ms: 261810\n  end_ms: 264520\n- text: And anytime dem clap it up the whole city level\n  start_ms: 264520\n  end_ms: 268990\n- text: This spear\n  start_ms: 268990\n  end_ms: 270270\n- text: Like Burning Spear, and such and such before I\n  start_ms: 270270\n  end_ms: 273550\n- text: Who all fought for the cause, and\n  start_ms: 273550\n  end_ms: 276140\n- text: This spear, eh!\n  start_ms: 276140\n  end_ms: 279810\n- text: They can't ignore me, no!\n  start_ms: 279810\n  end_ms: 285490\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 285490\n  end_ms: 329250\n- text: What do you think of Africa?\n  start_ms: 329250\n  end_ms: 331800\n- text: Africa! Africa!\n  start_ms: 331800\n  end_ms: 334680\n- text: Ha-ha-ha, Africa\n  start_ms: 334680\n  end_ms: 338160\n- text: Just, just the mention of it\n  start_ms: 338160\n  end_ms: 339780\n- text: Just the mention of it, man\n  start_ms: 339780\n  end_ms: 342140\n- text: It's like you call mi name, man\n  start_ms: 342140\n  end_ms: 346180\n- text: Well, you know Africa is motherland\n  start_ms: 346180\n  end_ms: 348320\n- text: And, and Africa is where we rightfully belong\n  start_ms: 348320\n  end_ms: 351250\n- text: And that's where I want to be\n  start_ms: 351250\n  end_ms: 353160\nplain: |-\n  Lord, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power, the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power, controlled by assets\n  Owned by financial forecasters\n\n  Who are the masters? They are the gangsters\n  They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n  The masses, they are us\n  The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\n  I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\n  Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\n  The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\n  The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\n  The masters are the aristocratic\n  The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\n  Hey, I say, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  Get referred by the wrong reference\n\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members and all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna 'nuff segments\n\n  Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool that was used to enslave man\n  And make manservant\n\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n\n  A distant army, a distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This spear, eh\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\n  This spear\n  Like Burning spear and such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  They can't ignore me, no\n"},{"id":18388818,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas\u0000Damian Marley","albumName":"Distant Relatives","duration":353.123265,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power, the other one lacks it\nGuns are power, controlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\n\nWho are the masters? 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They are the gangsters\n[01:23.75] They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n[01:25.98] The masses, they are us\n[01:27.33] The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n[01:29.86] I go off like a Shite bomb\n[01:31.35] And all y'all see I'm on my\n[01:32.89] War paint on my face, shit\n[01:34.22] My .9, mm, on my waist, shit\n[01:35.86] I'm a problem, shoot up your place shit\n[01:37.67] Let a few go, then I get low blazing haze again\n[01:40.15] The masters, the wall street war chiefs\n[01:42.66] The elitists groups\n[01:43.80] The masses, they pray to Jesus\n[01:45.57] Saying, \"He will see us through\"\n[01:46.93] The masters are the aristocratic\n[01:48.70] The masses ask if the Most High is on His way here\n[01:51.37] I'm trying to stay clear\n[01:52.55] My mind is my modern day spear\n[01:56.42] Hey, I say, \"This spear,\" huh!\n[02:01.10] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n[02:03.85] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[02:05.51] Dispear, eh\n[02:08.57] Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n[02:12.81] This spear, hey\n[02:14.97] Through the hands of time and cruel men\n[02:17.08] It has slew more than a billion\n[02:20.09] Dispear, eh\n[02:22.78] It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n[02:26.40] This lead into Swiss cheese\n[02:28.03] When the fifth squeeze mislead\n[02:29.51] The media Misleads\n[02:30.61] Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n[02:32.68] With that said\n[02:33.60] This lead with this ruger and that shooter\n[02:36.25] Sub-machine gun ratta tat through you\n[02:38.16] Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n[02:40.05] Our future is misled, three strikes\n[02:42.45] There's no school when a teacher strikes\n[02:44.38] This economy, this monopoly\n[02:46.12] Get no job, just own your property\n[02:47.92] Now it's back to what comes natural\n[02:49.73] Must survive any how you have to\n[02:51.58] Dispear, desperation\n[02:53.23] But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n[02:55.30] (Hol' on, hol' on)\n[02:56.22] (Warning us, not smiling, will you? Shh...)\n[03:02.23] Mek some bwoy know seh mi nah smile\n[03:03.88] Cah this spear nah beg friends\n[03:05.97] Man a run rocket, man a run scheme\n[03:07.25] Man a run race, man a run down Benz\n[03:09.49] Can't trust she na, he-na, we nah\n[03:11.23] Eye inna contact lense\n[03:12.87] Man a run from police, and a run down wealth\n[03:14.66] And dollars and nah mek sense\n[03:16.15] So, rise up to my defense\n[03:18.33] Hollow pointed is my preference\n[03:20.15] Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n[03:21.74] Get referred by the wrong reference\n[03:23.60] When this spear start dispense\n[03:25.36] It a fly and a tear through fence\n[03:27.17] Dismember your members, and all of your limbs\n[03:28.91] Body bust inna nuff segments\n[03:30.58] Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n[03:32.35] Man all a run out a time and ends\n[03:34.31] Man a run up and down, and a run fi dem life\n[03:36.03] And a run down this month rent\n[03:37.81] Nutin' nah gwan a yard, and food deh a road\n[03:39.77] Den man haffi go touch pavement\n[03:41.59] Dispear was a tool, that was used to enslave man\n[03:43.59] And mek man servant\n[03:45.19] Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\n[03:48.72] Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\n[03:52.13] A distant army, a distant relative controlling the circumference\n[03:55.98] And any man move with no permission\n[03:57.65] They're feeling the circumstance of\n[04:00.24] This spear, hey\n[04:02.90] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a-, eh\n[04:05.59] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[04:07.42] Dispear, eh!\n[04:10.38] Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n[04:14.55] This spear, hey\n[04:16.62] Inner city, youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n[04:21.81] This spear, eh!\n[04:24.52] And anytime dem clap it up the whole city level\n[04:28.99] This spear\n[04:30.27] Like Burning Spear, and such and such before I\n[04:33.55] Who all fought for the cause, and\n[04:36.14] This spear, eh!\n[04:39.81] They can't ignore me, no!\n[04:45.49] \n[05:29.25] What do you think of Africa?\n[05:31.80] Africa! 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They are the gangsters\n  They are the bankers, the ones who tax us\n  The masses, they are us\n  The sheep, the people, divided in classes\n\n  I go off like a Shite bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit, my nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem, shoot up your place, shit\n  Let a few go then I get low, blazing Haze again\n\n  The masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs, the elitists groups\n  The masses, they pray to Jesus, saying he will see us through\n  The masters are the aristocratic\n  The masses ask if the Most High is on his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day Spear\n\n  Hey, I say, this spear, huh\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\n  Man a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear\n  Like burning spear and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred, don't know what you heard\n  Get referred by the wrong reference\n\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members and all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna 'nuff segments\n\n  Well, man a run drugs, man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool that was used to enslave man\n  And make manservant\n\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n\n  A distant army, a distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n\n  This spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This spear, eh\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n\n  This spear\n  Like Burning spear and such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  They can't ignore me, no\n"},{"id":25429212,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas & Damian Marley","albumName":"Distant Relatives","duration":329.849333,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord, this spear, huh\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\nMan a Mau Mau Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek\nMan a Masai Warrior, despair, eh\nFear and desperation, no depression can't tarry ya\n\nThis spear\nLike burning spear and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws\n\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power, the other one lacks it\nGuns are power, controlled by assets\nOwned by financial forecasters\n\nWho are the masters? 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161120\n- text: Is Mislead\n  start_ms: 161120\n  end_ms: 161840\n- text: Three strikes\n  start_ms: 161840\n  end_ms: 162690\n- text: There's no school\n  start_ms: 162690\n  end_ms: 163550\n- text: When a teacher strikes\n  start_ms: 163550\n  end_ms: 164330\n- text: This economy\n  start_ms: 164330\n  end_ms: 165430\n- text: This monopoly\n  start_ms: 165430\n  end_ms: 166180\n- text: Get no job\n  start_ms: 166180\n  end_ms: 166950\n- text: Just own your property\n  start_ms: 166950\n  end_ms: 167950\n- text: Now it's back to\n  start_ms: 167950\n  end_ms: 168770\n- text: What comes natural\n  start_ms: 168770\n  end_ms: 169720\n- text: Must survive any how you have to\n  start_ms: 169720\n  end_ms: 171810\n- text: Despair, Desperation\n  start_ms: 171810\n  end_ms: 173710\n- text: But I have no fear\n  start_ms: 173710\n  end_ms: 174240\n- text: When I hold This Spear\n  start_ms: 174240\n  end_ms: 182260\n- text: Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  start_ms: 182260\n  end_ms: 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216730\n  end_ms: 218490\n- text: Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  start_ms: 218490\n  end_ms: 219750\n- text: And food deh a road\n  start_ms: 219750\n  end_ms: 220560\n- text: Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  start_ms: 220560\n  end_ms: 221810\n- text: Despair was a tool\n  start_ms: 221810\n  end_ms: 222780\n- text: That was used to enslave man\n  start_ms: 222780\n  end_ms: 223670\n- text: And mek manservant\n  start_ms: 223670\n  end_ms: 225290\n- text: Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  start_ms: 225290\n  end_ms: 227410\n- text: Becomes more urgent\n  start_ms: 227410\n  end_ms: 228900\n- text: Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  start_ms: 228900\n  end_ms: 230920\n- text: With spiritual detergent\n  start_ms: 230920\n  end_ms: 232590\n- text: A distant army\n  start_ms: 232590\n  end_ms: 233460\n- text: A distant relative\n  start_ms: 233460\n  end_ms: 234420\n- text: Controlling the circumference\n  start_ms: 234420\n  end_ms: 236030\n- text: And any man move with 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are the bankers\n  The ones who tax us\n  The Masses\n  They are us\n  The sheep, the people\n  Divided in classes\n  I go off like a Shite bomb\n  And All ya'll see I'm on my\n  War paint on my face, shit\n  My nine mm on my waist, shit\n  I'm a problem\n  Shoot up your place shit\n  Let a few go\n  Then I get low\n  Blazing Haze again\n\n  The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\n  The Elitists Groups\n  The Masses\n  They pray to Jesus\n  Saying he will see us through\n  The Masters are the aristocratic\n  The Masses\n  Ask if the Most High\n  Is On his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear\n  My mind is my modern day Spear\n  Hey\n  I say\n\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n\n  This lead into Swiss 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know what you heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n\n  This Spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  This 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before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and this spear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws\n\n  This lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead, the media misleads\n  Scares you to the point where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n\n  This lead with this Ruger and that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun ratta-tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad\n  Our future is\n\n  Mislead, three strikes\n  There's no school when a teacher strikes\n  This economy, this monopoly\n  Get no job, just own your property\n\n  Now it's back to what comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, desperation\n  But I have no fear when I hold this spear\n\n  Make some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  'Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket, man a run scheme\n  Man a run race, man a rundown Benz\n\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor\n  Eye in a contact lens\n  Man a run from police and a rundown wealth\n  And dollars and nah make sense\n\n  So, rise up to my 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billion\nDespair, eh\nIt keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\nThis lead into Swiss cheese\nWhen the 5th squeeze\nMislead\nThe media Misleads\nScares you to the point\nWhere you miss sleep\nWith that said\nThis lead with this Ruger\nAnd that shooter\nSub-machine gun\nRatta tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points\nWill do ya something bad\nOur future\nIs Mislead\nThree strikes\nThere's no school\nWhen a teacher strikes\nThis economy\nThis monopoly\nGet no job\nJust own your property\nNow it's back to\nWhat comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDespair, Desperation\nBut I have no fear\nWhen I hold This Spear\nMek some bwoy know mi nah smile\nCause this spear nah beg friends\nMan a run racket\nMan a run scheme\nMan a run race\nMan a run down Benz\nCan't trust a she nor we nor eye\nInna contact lense\nMan a run from police\nAnd a run down wealth\nAnd dollars and nah mek sense\nSo,\nRise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been 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AK-47\nThis Spear, eh!\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level\nThis Spear\nLike Burning Spear\nAnd such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and\nThis Spear, eh!\nThey can't ignore me\nNo!","syncedLyrics":"[00:30.94] Lord!\n[00:31.78] This Spear, huh!\n[00:34.35] Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi\n[00:37.63] Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n[00:39.83] Despair, eh\n[00:41.88] Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n[00:46.25] This Spear, hey\n[00:48.65] Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek,\n[00:51.77] Man a Masai Warrior\n[00:53.72] Despair, eh\n[00:56.01] Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n[01:00.11] This Spear\n[01:02.44] Like BURNING SPEAR\n[01:03.56] AND SUCH AND SUCH BEFORE ME\n[01:04.93] Who all fought for the cause and\n[01:07.42] This Spear, eh\n[01:11.13] Enforcing all the laws\n[01:14.52] The Master of the Masses\n[01:15.77] One has power\n[01:16.83] The other one lacks it\n[01:18.03] Guns are power\n[01:18.73] Controlled by assets\n[01:19.88] 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heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well,\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n  This Spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This Spear, eh!\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n  This Spear\n  Like Burning Spear\n  And such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, eh!\n  They can't ignore me\n  No!\n"},{"id":2497968,"name":"Dispear","trackName":"Dispear","artistName":"Nas & Damian \"Jr. Gong\" Marley","albumName":"Distant Relatives","duration":353.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Lord! Dispear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, man a Masai Warrior, dispear, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, this spear\nLike burning spirits and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws and\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power the other one lacks it\nGuns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters\nWho are the masters? They are the gangsters, they are the bankers\nThe ones who tax us, the masses, they are us\nThe sheep, the people, divided in classes\nI go off like a shia bomb and all y'all see I'm on my\nWar paint on my face, shit\nMy nine mm on my waist, shit\nI'm a problem, shoot up your place shit\nLet a few go, then I get low blazing Haze again\nThe masters, the wall street war chiefs\nThe elitists groups, the masses\nThey pray to Jesus saying he will see us through\nThe masters are the aristocratic\nThe masses ask if the most high is on his way here\nI'm trying to stay clear, my mind is my modern day spear\nHey I say, dispear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\nThrough the hands of time and cruel men it has slew more than a billion, dispear, eh\nIt keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\nThis lead into Swiss cheese when the 5th squeeze\nMislead the media misleads\nScares you to the point where you miss sleep\nWith that said this lead with this Ruger and that shooter\nSub-machine gun ratta tat through you\nCopper tops, hollow points will do ya something bad our future\nIs Mislead three strikes\nThere's no school when a teacher strikes\nThis economy, this monopoly get no job just own your property\nNow it's back to what comes natural\nMust survive any how you have to\nDispear, desperation but I have no fear when I hold this spear\nMek some bwoy know mi nah smile 'cause this spear nah mek friends\nMan a run racket man a run scheme man a run race man a run down Benz\nCan't trust a she nor we nor eye inna contact lens\nMan a run from police and a run down wealth and dollars and nah mek sense\nSo, rise up to my defense\nHollow pointed is my preference\nShould have been deterred don't know what you heard\nGet referred by the wrong reference\nWhen this spear start dispense\nIt a fly and a tear through fence\nDismember your members and all of your limbs body bust inna nuff segments\nWell, man a run drugs man a run risk\nMan all a run out a time and ends\nMan a run up and down and a run fi dem life and a run down this month rent\nNothin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road then man hafi go touch pavement\nDispear was a tool that was used to enslave man and mek manservant\nEscape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\nMankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\nA distant army a distant relative controlling the circumference\nAnd any man move with no permission they're feeling the circumstance of\nDispear, hey\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh!\nFear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\nInner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47, dispear, eh!\nAnd anytime them clap it up the whole city level , dispear\nLike burning spear and such and such before I\nWho all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh!\nThey can't ignore me, no!","syncedLyrics":"[00:07.13] Lord! 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Dispear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, man a Masai Warrior, dispear, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, this spear\n  Like burning spirits and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws and\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters\n  Who are the masters? 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Dispear, huh!\nShaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\nAyatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, man a Masai Warrior, dispear, eh\nFear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, this spear\nLike burning spirits and such and such before me\nWho all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh\nEnforcing all the laws and\nThe master of the masses\nOne has power the other one lacks it\nGuns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters\nWho are the masters? 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Dispear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Nyabinghi man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\n  Ayatollah, Idi Amin, Mennelek, man a Masai Warrior, dispear, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya, this spear\n  Like burning spirits and such and such before me\n  Who all fought for the cause and, dispear, eh\n  Enforcing all the laws and\n  The master of the masses\n  One has power the other one lacks it\n  Guns are power controlled by assets owned by financial forecasters\n  Who are the masters? 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a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members and all of your limbs body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well, man a run drugs man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down and a run fi dem life and a run down this month rent\n  Nothin' nah gwan a yard and food deh a road then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Dispear was a tool that was used to enslave man and mek manservant\n  Escape from despair and desperation becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul with spiritual detergent\n  A distant army a distant relative controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission they're feeling the circumstance of\n  Dispear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh man a Mau Mau Warrior, dispear, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya, dispear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47, dispear, eh!\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level , dispear\n  Like burning spear and such 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problem\n  Shoot up your place shit\n  Let a few go\n  Then I get low\n  Blazing Haze again\n  The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\n  The Elitists Groups\n  The Masses\n  They pray to Jesus\n  Saying he will see us through\n  The Masters are the aristocratic\n  The Masses\n  Ask if the Most High\n  Is On his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear\n  My mind is my modern day Spear\n  Hey\n  I say...\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n  This lead into Swiss cheese\n  When the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead\n  The media Misleads\n  Scares you to the point\n  Where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n  This lead with this Ruger\n  And that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun\n  Ratta tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow 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run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n  This Spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This Spear, eh!\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n  This Spear\n  Like Burning Spear\n  And such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, 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problem\n  Shoot up your place shit\n  Let a few go\n  Then I get low\n  Blazing Haze again\n  The Masters, The Wall Street War Chiefs\n  The Elitists Groups\n  The Masses\n  They pray to Jesus\n  Saying he will see us through\n  The Masters are the aristocratic\n  The Masses\n  Ask if the Most High\n  Is On his way here\n  I'm trying to stay clear\n  My mind is my modern day Spear\n  Hey\n  I say...\n  This Spear, huh!\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a Gideon\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh\n  Fear and desperation no depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Through the hands of time and cruel men\n  It has slew more than a billion\n  Despair, eh\n  It keep on suppressing the humble man's opinion\n  This lead into Swiss cheese\n  When the 5th squeeze\n  Mislead\n  The media Misleads\n  Scares you to the point\n  Where you miss sleep\n  With that said\n  This lead with this Ruger\n  And that shooter\n  Sub-machine gun\n  Ratta tat through you\n  Copper tops, hollow points\n  Will do ya something bad\n  Our future\n  Is Mislead\n  Three strikes\n  There's no school\n  When a teacher strikes\n  This economy\n  This monopoly\n  Get no job\n  Just own your property\n  Now it's back to\n  What comes natural\n  Must survive any how you have to\n  Despair, Desperation\n  But I have no fear\n  When I hold This Spear\n  Mek some bwoy know mi nah smile\n  Cause this spear nah beg friends\n  Man a run racket\n  Man a run scheme\n  Man a run race\n  Man a run down Benz\n  Can't trust a she nor we nor eye\n  Inna contact lense\n  Man a run from police\n  And a run down wealth\n  And dollars and nah mek sense\n  So,\n  Rise up to my defense\n  Hollow pointed is my preference\n  Should have been deterred\n  Don't know what you heard\n  Get referred\n  By the wrong reference\n  When this spear start dispense\n  It a fly and a tear through fence\n  Dismember your members\n  And all of your limbs\n  Body bust inna nuff segments\n  Well,\n  Man a run drugs\n  Man a run risk\n  Man all a run out a time and ends\n  Man a run up and down\n  And a run fi dem life\n  And a run down this month rent\n  Nutin' nah gwan a yard\n  And food deh a road\n  Then man hafi go touch pavement\n  Despair was a tool\n  That was used to enslave man\n  And mek manservant\n  Escape from Despair and Desperation\n  Becomes more urgent\n  Mankind needs to cleanse and wash out dem soul\n  With spiritual detergent\n  A distant army\n  A distant relative\n  Controlling the circumference\n  And any man move with no permission\n  They're feeling the circumstance of\n  This Spear, hey\n  Shaka Zulu, Bobo Shanti, Man a, eh\n  Man a Mau Mau Warrior\n  Despair, eh!\n  Fear of your recession and depression can't tarry ya\n  This Spear, hey\n  Inner city youth dem rise it up disguised as AK-47\n  This Spear, eh!\n  And anytime them clap it up the whole city level\n  This Spear\n  Like Burning Spear\n  And such and such before I\n  Who all fought for the cause and\n  This Spear, eh!\n  They can't ignore me\n  No!\n"}]