[{"id":9851642,"name":"Warrior Song","trackName":"Warrior Song","artistName":"Nas","albumName":"The Essential Nas","duration":282.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Uh, If I can teach somethin' so dear\nAnd hope somebody learn somethin' from it\nAnd give it back\n\nThey can't break me or shake me, they too fake to come kill me\nThink they faith this was Satan, they mistake me I'm filthy\nRich off the ghetto madness, so now they wanna dare me\nIt's gonna be a murder confront me, the burners are empty\nMiddle Passage I made it, I'm from the land of David\nThe Nazarene of Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\nThat bunch of backward gangsters, that sign of Alpha Davis\nSnitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\n\nHopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\nI was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\nKind o' waitin' is scary, all my years have prepared me\nWhat I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\nRight through a man's soul straight through his eyes\nStraight through his heart, I'm still alive how did I make it this far?\n\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\nEvery single night I pray\nAnd Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\nI guess it's just a warrior's way\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on\nTo the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\nLike King Nasir fightin' the British regime\nI can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world\nEarlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\nYour mother's the closest thing to God that you ever have kid\nI'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral?\nWanna pick her up out of it, this can't be real\nTellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but I can't keep still\nI can't go on, responsible for so many\n\nHer last days at the hospital\nVisits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\nWishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy?\nShe raised me in the projects alone\nHer untimely exit from her, heavenly body\nGot me ready to embody somethin' quickly\nCan't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\nSo your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\nTo the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on\nTo the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\nFight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\nWhen you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\nI think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful\nIf you was me all this pain I'm feelin' would bend and killed you\nI'm a warrior, it only made me stronger\nBut in my head it gets darker who wishin' evil on ya?\nSometimes I wish I was dead\nBut I took heed to the cause I'm a warrior, yeah\n\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' 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far?\n[01:04.63] 'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n[01:05.58] Every single night I pray\n[01:07.54] And Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\n[01:10.60] I guess it's just a warrior's way\n[01:12.22] This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n[01:23.84] Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n[02:47.18] Gonna keep marchin' on\n[02:47.55] To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n[02:48.03] Like King Nasir fightin' the British regime\n[02:48.63] I can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world\n[02:49.18] Earlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\n[02:49.65] Your mother's the closest thing to God that you ever have kid\n[02:50.15] I'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral?\n[02:50.77] Wanna pick her up out of it, this can't be real\n[02:51.22] Tellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but I can't keep still\n[02:51.91] I can't go on, responsible for so many\n[02:52.71] Her last days at the hospital\n[02:53.04] Visits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\n[02:53.46] Wishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy?\n[02:53.72] She raised me in the projects alone\n[02:54.12] Her untimely exit from her, heavenly body\n[02:54.73] Got me ready to embody somethin' quickly\n[02:55.01] Can't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\n[02:55.47] So your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\n[02:56.32] To the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n[02:56.93] This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n[02:57.43] Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n[02:57.78] Gonna keep marchin' on\n[02:58.15] To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n[02:58.79] Fight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\n[02:59.04] When you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\n[02:59.49] I think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful\n[02:59.77] If you was me all this pain I'm feelin' would bend and killed 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of Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\n  That bunch of backward gangsters, that sign of Alpha Davis\n  Snitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\n\n  Hopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\n  I was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\n  Kind o' waitin' is scary, all my years have prepared me\n  What I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\n  Right through a man's soul straight through his eyes\n  Straight through his heart, I'm still alive how did I make it this far?\n\n  'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n  Every single night I pray\n  And Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\n  I guess it's just a warrior's way\n\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\n  Like King Nasir fightin' the British regime\n  I can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world\n  Earlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\n  Your mother's the closest thing to God that you ever have kid\n  I'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral?\n  Wanna pick her up out of it, this can't be real\n  Tellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but I can't keep still\n  I can't go on, responsible for so many\n\n  Her last days at the hospital\n  Visits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\n  Wishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy?\n  She raised me in the projects alone\n  Her untimely exit from her, heavenly body\n  Got me ready to embody somethin' quickly\n  Can't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\n  So your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\n  To the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\n  Fight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\n  When you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\n  I think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful\n  If you was me all this pain I'm feelin' would bend and killed you\n  I'm a warrior, it only made me stronger\n  But in my head it gets darker who wishin' evil on ya?\n  Sometimes I wish I was dead\n  But I took heed to the cause I'm a warrior, yeah\n\n  'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n  Every single night I pray\n  And Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\n  I guess it's just a warrior's way\n\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\n  This to 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Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\nThat bunch of backward gangsters, that sign of Alpha Davis\nSnitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\n\nHopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\nI was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\nKind o' waitin' is scary, all my years have prepared me\nWhat I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\nRight through a man's soul straight through his eyes\nStraight through his heart, I'm still alive how did I make it this far?\n\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\nEvery single night I pray\nAnd Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\nI guess it's just a warrior's way\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on\nTo the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\nLike King Nasir fightin' the British regime\nI can't cope my existence is hope for younger teens who lost in their world\nEarlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\nYour mother's the closest thing to God that you ever have kid\nI'm askin', what would you do at your own mom's funeral?\nWanna pick her up out of it, this can't be real\nTellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but I can't keep still\nI can't go on, responsible for so many\n\nHer last days at the hospital\nVisits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\nWishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy?\nShe raised me in the projects alone\nHer untimely exit from her, heavenly body\nGot me ready to embody somethin' quickly\nCan't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\nSo your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\nTo the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on\nTo the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\nFight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\nWhen you 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somethin' so dear\nAnd hope somebody learn somethin' from it\nAnd give it back\n\nThey can't break me or shake me\nThey too fake to come kill me\nThink they faith this was satan\nThey mistake me I'm filthy\nRich off the ghetto madness, so now they want to dare me\nIt's gonna be a murder confront me, the burners are empty\nMiddle Passage I made it I'm from the land of David\nThe Nazarene of Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\nThat bunch of backward gangsters\nThat sign of Alpha Davis\nSnitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\nHopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\nI was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\nKind o' waitin' is scary\nAll my years have prepared me\nWhat I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\nRight through a man's soul\nStraight through his eyes,\nStraight through his heart I'm still alive how did I make it this far\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\nEvery single night I pray\nAnd Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\nI guess it's just a warrior's way\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors\nA warrior song Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nDefinition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on, to the sound of her own beatin' drum\n\nLike King Nasir fightin' the\nBritish regime I can't cope my existence is\nHope for younger teens who lost in their world\nEarlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\nYour mother's the closest thing to\nGod that you ever have kid I'm askin,\nWhat would you do at your own mom's funeral\nWant to pick her up out of it, this can't be real\nTellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but\nI can't keep still I can't go on, responsible for so many\nHer last days at the hospital\nVisits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\nWishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy\nShe raised me in the projects alone\nHer untimely exit from her, heavenly body\nGot me ready to embody somethin' quickly\nCan't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\nSo your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\nTo the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors\nA warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n(Uh, warriors)\nGonna keep marchin' on, to the sound of her own beatin' drum\n\nFight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\nWhen you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\nI think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful If you was me\nAll this pain I'm feelin would bend and killed you\n(I'm a Warrior)\nIt only made me stronger\nBut in my head it gets darker who wishin' evil on ya\nSometimes I wish I was dead\nBut I took heed to the cause\n(I'm a Warrior, yeah)\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\nEvery single night I pray\nAnd Lord I'm on this battleground,\nLost just waitin' to be found I guess it's just a warrior's way\n\nTo my warriors\nTo all these, baby Krucial\nKeys! Braveheart y'all\nThis to all my warriors, who breathe with the heart of a lion\nTo everybody that lost their mother, their father\nRest in peace moms!\nMy mother's last words:\nNever give up\nA true warrior, who raised me in the hood, in a war\nLove ya girl, why'kno keep marchin'\nYea yea yea, you never give up\nTo all my warriors, haha\nBraveheart, Braveheart\nDefinition of a warrior","syncedLyrics":"[00:14.72]Uh, If I can teach somethin' so dear\n[00:19.83]And hope somebody learn somethin' from it\n[00:22.29]And give it back\n[00:23.87]They can't break me or shake me\n[00:24.95]They too fake to come kill me\n[00:26.06]Think they faith this was satan\n[00:27.36]They mistake me I'm filthy\n[00:28.75]Rich off the ghetto madness, so now they want to dare me\n[00:31.61]It's gonna be a murder confront me, the burners are empty\n[00:34.66]Middle Passage I made it I'm from the land of David\n[00:37.32]The Nazarene of Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\n[00:40.08]That bunch of backward gangsters\n[00:41.63]That sign of Alpha Davis\n[00:43.08]Snitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\n[00:45.72]Hopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\n[00:48.44]I was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\n[00:51.02]Kind o' waitin' is scary\n[00:52.91]All my years have prepared me\n[00:54.27]What I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\n[00:55.87]Right through a man's soul\n[00:58.56]Straight through his eyes,\n[01:00.42]Straight through his heart I'm still alive how did I make it this far\n[01:02.88]'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n[01:05.42]Every single night I pray\n[01:07.10]And Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\n[01:11.13]I guess it's just a warrior's way\n[01:12.72]This is the song, for my warriors\n[01:19.27]A warrior song Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n[01:30.30]Definition of a warrior\n[01:31.60]Gonna keep marchin' on, to the sound of her own beatin' drum\n[01:36.21]Like King Nasir fightin' the\n[01:37.82]British regime I can't cope my existence is\n[01:39.63]Hope for younger teens who lost in their world\n[01:41.51]Earlier this year I buried my queen in a gold casket\n[01:44.60]Your mother's the closest thing to\n[01:46.46]God that you ever have kid I'm askin,\n[01:48.27]What would you do at your own mom's funeral\n[01:50.44]Want to pick her up out of it, this can't be real\n[01:53.21]Tellin' my daughter grandma's gone, but\n[01:55.37]I can't keep still I can't go on, responsible for so many\n[01:58.91]Her last days at the hospital\n[02:00.53]Visits from family I'm tryin' not to bust shots at niggas\n[02:03.44]Wishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy\n[02:07.35]She raised me in the projects alone\n[02:08.91]Her untimely exit from her, heavenly body\n[02:11.36]Got me ready to embody somethin' quickly\n[02:13.59]Can't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\n[02:16.14]So your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\n[02:18.66]To the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n[02:21.45]This is the song, for my warriors\n[02:26.90]A warrior song\n[02:30.02]Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n[02:35.17](Uh, warriors)\n[02:39.17]Gonna keep marchin' on, to the sound of her own beatin' drum\n[02:44.26]Fight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\n[02:47.46]When you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\n[02:50.11]I think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful If you was me\n[02:54.18]All this pain I'm feelin would bend and killed you\n[02:56.04](I'm a Warrior)\n[02:57.91]It only made me stronger\n[02:58.97]But in my head it gets darker who wishin' evil on ya\n[03:01.66]Sometimes I wish I was dead\n[03:03.03]But I took heed to the cause\n[03:04.60](I'm a Warrior, yeah)\n[03:07.35]'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n[03:09.82]Every single night I pray\n[03:12.68]And Lord I'm on this battleground,\n[03:14.21]Lost just waitin' to be found I guess it's just a warrior's way\n[03:17.96]To my warriors\n[03:49.29]To all these, baby Krucial\n[03:50.90]Keys! 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Braveheart y'all\n  This to all my warriors, who breathe with the heart of a lion\n  To everybody that lost their mother, their father\n  Rest in peace moms!\n  My mother's last words:\n  Never give up\n  A true warrior, who raised me in the hood, in a war\n  Love ya girl, why'kno keep marchin'\n  Yea yea yea, you never give up\n  To all my warriors, haha\n  Braveheart, Braveheart\n  Definition of a warrior\n"},{"id":30302791,"name":"Warrior Song (feat. Alicia Keys)","trackName":"Warrior Song (feat. 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But I took heed to the cause I'm a warrior, yeah\n\n  'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\n  Every single night I pray\n  And Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\n  I guess it's just a warrior's way\n\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n  This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n  Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n  Gonna keep marchin' on\n  To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\n  This to all my warriors, who breathe with the heart of a lion\n  To everybody that lost their mother, their father, rest in peace moms!\n  My mother's last words, \"Never give up\"\n  A true warrior, who raised me in the hood, in a war\n  Love ya girl, y'kno keep marchin'\n  Yea yea yea, you never give up\n  To all my warriors, haha\n  Braveheart, braveheart, definition of a 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from the land of David\nThe Nazarene of Bethlehem they had me wrapped in blankets\nThat bunch of backward gangsters, that sign of Alpha Davis\nSnitches with smile-like faces got you blowin' trial I hear this\n\nHopin' my child can see through this tryna be a good daddy\nI was there when she was born and she'll be there when I'm buried\nKind o' waitin' is scary, all my years have prepared me\nWhat I fear is my temper, I subject to the center\nRight through a man's soul straight through his eyes\nStraight through his heart, I'm still alive how did I make it this far?\n\n'Cause I been high I been low, searchin' for a way to go\nEvery single night I pray\nAnd Lord I'm on this battleground, lost just waitin' to be found\nI guess it's just a warrior's way\n\nThis is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\nBravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\nGonna keep marchin' on\nTo the sound of our own beatin' drum\n\nLike King Nasir fightin' the British regime\nI can't cope my existence 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to bust shots at niggas\n[02:53.46] Wishin' death on other nigga's mothers ain't right but why mommy?\n[02:53.72] She raised me in the projects alone\n[02:54.12] Her untimely exit from her, heavenly body\n[02:54.73] Got me ready to embody somethin' quickly\n[02:55.01] Can't be happy, fuck a party she can't party with me\n[02:55.47] So your apologies are burnin' ya own souls\n[02:56.32] To the kids with no parents at home, grab a whole\n[02:56.93] This is the song, for my warriors, a warrior song\n[02:57.43] Bravehearted and strong, definition of a warrior\n[02:57.78] Gonna keep marchin' on\n[02:58.15] To the sound of our own beatin' drum\n[02:58.79] Fight 'til the fight is over, for my peoples I die see\n[02:59.04] When you thought they were soldiers they turned out to be nobodies\n[02:59.49] I think they out to get me, helpless was livin' sinful\n[02:59.77] If you was me all this pain I'm feelin' would bend and killed you\n[03:00.08] I'm a warrior, it only made me stronger\n[03:00.48] 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