[{"id":5529644,"name":"Daddy Was a Street Corner","trackName":"Daddy Was a Street Corner","artistName":"Naughty By Nature","albumName":"19 Naughty III","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"As far as days, it's a sunny one\nHear the money comes\nIf it's a fiend I've never seen\nThen they're bound to catch a funny one\nHear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\nSince I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\nI know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\nBut I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\nI run the streets like feet on the concrete\nWe roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\nYou would think that's the only thing to stop me\nBut this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\nThis is what niggas in the hood see\nThe way the bad and good be\nBad is getting paid so bad they would be\nUh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\nFour crooked cops just walked away\nSo there's been rioting all day\nThe only thing that made my day a little better\nI saw red and blue uniting forever\nCrips and bloods fighting together\nBack on the block it's the same damn strip\nThe same damn clip, the same damn shit!\nYou really can't expect a lot\nWhen the kid's juvenile and stay locked\nAnd his pops is the block!\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nMy daddy was a street corner, a goner\nBefore I popped out my momma and saw him\nHe was long gone for the border\nSo I grew up doing more dirt than dust\nHitting skirts, get in scuffs\nJust to knuckle motherfuckers up\nFuck around on a bad day\nAnd he'll watch out to make these street niggas\nStart coming through the alleyway\nAnd when we come, we come correct and it's done\nIt ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\nThis nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\nWho couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\nAnd everything'll be alright\nI guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\nIt's my honey's night, get my money right\nOr your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\nWho's to blame when you're slain for a name\nOr a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nSome kids come home to cartoons on cable\nTo new clothes with labels\nI came home to corners, did homework when able\nI clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\nRe-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\nI'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\nWhen it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\nSave and protect, get a safe and a tec\nDon't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\nAnd if cops ever come to weld me down\nAll I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\nMy town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\nDidn't have a place to play\nSo like most kids, us niggas went astray\nA daddy, never got to meet mine\nSo on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\nDrop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\nAny time of day, if you'd ask me\nHave to tell you poppa was the block\nMoney's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\nBreaking dawn on the lawns\nWatch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\nEvery job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\nPeace to the block, my pops\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"","syncedLyrics":"[01:12.60] As far as days, it's a sunny one\n[01:14.36] Hear the money comes\n[01:15.29] If it's a fiend I've never seen\n[01:16.69] Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n[01:18.35] Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n[01:20.95] Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n[01:23.25] I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n[01:26.05] But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n[01:28.34] I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n[01:30.78] We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n[01:33.34] You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n[01:35.11] But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n[01:38.17] This is what niggas in the hood see\n[01:39.83] The way the bad and good be\n[01:41.23] Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n[01:43.25] Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n[01:45.36] Four crooked cops just walked away\n[01:46.47] So there's been rioting all day\n[01:48.29] The only thing that made my day a little better\n[01:50.28] I saw red and blue uniting forever\n[01:52.02] Crips and bloods fighting together\n[01:52.92] Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n[01:55.28] The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n[01:58.19] You really can't expect a lot\n[01:59.61] When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n[02:01.31] And his pops is the block!\n[02:02.86] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:04.33] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:05.67] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:07.43] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:09.36] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:11.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:11.99] My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n[02:14.07] Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n[02:16.06] He was long gone for the border\n[02:18.08] So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n[02:20.16] Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n[02:21.22] Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n[02:22.92] Fuck around on a bad day\n[02:24.86] And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n[02:26.35] Start coming through the alleyway\n[02:28.09] And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n[02:30.16] It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n[02:33.09] This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n[02:35.12] Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n[02:37.89] And everything'll be alright\n[02:39.24] I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n[02:42.78] It's my honey's night, get my money right\n[02:44.55] Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n[02:47.74] Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n[02:49.87] Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n[02:52.58] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:53.86] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:56.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:57.77] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:58.65] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[03:00.87] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:01.53] Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n[03:03.89] To new clothes with labels\n[03:04.94] I came home to corners, did homework when able\n[03:07.55] I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n[03:09.94] Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n[03:12.39] I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n[03:15.13] When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n[03:17.43] Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n[03:19.55] Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n[03:22.21] And if cops ever come to weld me down\n[03:24.48] All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n[03:26.77] My town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\n[03:29.43] Didn't have a place to play\n[03:30.53] So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n[03:32.62] A daddy, never got to meet mine\n[03:34.41] So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n[03:37.40] Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n[03:39.31] Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n[03:40.83] Have to tell you poppa was the block\n[03:42.37] Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n[03:44.66] Breaking dawn on the lawns\n[03:45.82] Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n[03:47.52] Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n[03:50.58] Peace to the block, my pops\n[03:52.39] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[03:55.60] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:57.44] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[04:00.47] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[04:01.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daddy Was a Street Corner\n  artist: Naughty By Nature\n  album: 19 Naughty III\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: As far as days, it's a sunny one\n  start_ms: 72600\n  end_ms: 74360\n- text: Hear the money comes\n  start_ms: 74360\n  end_ms: 75290\n- text: If it's a fiend I've never seen\n  start_ms: 75290\n  end_ms: 76690\n- text: Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n  start_ms: 76690\n  end_ms: 78350\n- text: Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n  start_ms: 78350\n  end_ms: 80950\n- text: Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n  start_ms: 80950\n  end_ms: 83250\n- text: I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n  start_ms: 83250\n  end_ms: 86050\n- text: But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n  start_ms: 86050\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 90780\n- text: We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n  start_ms: 90780\n  end_ms: 93340\n- text: You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n  start_ms: 93340\n  end_ms: 95110\n- text: But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n  start_ms: 95110\n  end_ms: 98170\n- text: This is what niggas in the hood see\n  start_ms: 98170\n  end_ms: 99830\n- text: The way the bad and good be\n  start_ms: 99830\n  end_ms: 101230\n- text: Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n  start_ms: 101230\n  end_ms: 103250\n- text: Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n  start_ms: 103250\n  end_ms: 105360\n- text: Four crooked cops just walked away\n  start_ms: 105360\n  end_ms: 106470\n- text: So there's been rioting all day\n  start_ms: 106470\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: The only thing that made my day a little better\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 110280\n- text: I saw red and blue uniting forever\n  start_ms: 110280\n  end_ms: 112020\n- text: Crips and bloods fighting together\n  start_ms: 112020\n  end_ms: 112920\n- text: Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n  start_ms: 112920\n  end_ms: 115280\n- text: The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n  start_ms: 115280\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: You really can't expect a lot\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 119610\n- text: When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n  start_ms: 119610\n  end_ms: 121310\n- text: And his pops is the block!\n  start_ms: 121310\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: '\"Niggas in the hood ain''t changed\"'\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124330\n- text: Aww shit! 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Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  Aww shit! Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n  Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n  He was long gone for the border\n  So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n  Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n  Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n  Fuck around on a bad day\n  And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n  Start coming through the alleyway\n  And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n  It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n  This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n  Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n  And everything'll be alright\n  I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n  It's my honey's night, get my money right\n  Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n  Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n  Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  Aww shit! Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  Aww shit! Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n  To new clothes with labels\n  I came home to corners, did homework when able\n  I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n  Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n  I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n  When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n  Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n  Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n  And if cops ever come to weld me down\n  All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n  My town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\n  Didn't have a place to play\n  So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n  A daddy, never got to meet mine\n  So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n  Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n  Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n  Have to tell you poppa was the block\n  Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n  Breaking dawn on the lawns\n  Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n  Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n  Peace to the block, my pops\n\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n"},{"id":13249376,"name":"Daddy Was a Street Corner (remastered)","trackName":"Daddy Was a Street Corner (remastered)","artistName":"Naughty by Nature","albumName":"19 Naughty III","duration":262.706667,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"As far as days, it's a sunny one\nHear the money comes\nIf it's a fiend I've never seen\nThen they're bound to catch a funny one\nHear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\nSince I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\nI know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\nBut I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n\nI run the streets like feet on the concrete\nWe roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\nYou would think that's the only thing to stop me\nBut this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\nThis is what niggas in the hood see\nThe way the bad and good be\nBad is getting paid so bad they would be\nUh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\nFour crooked cops just walked away\n\nSo there's been rioting all day\nThe only thing that made my day a little better\nI saw red and blue uniting forever\nCrips and bloods fighting together\nBack on the block it's the same damn strip\nThe same damn clip, the same damn shit!\nYou really can't expect a lot\nWhen the kid's juvenile and stay locked\nAnd his pops is the block!\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nMy daddy was a street corner, a goner\nBefore I popped out my momma and saw him\nHe was long gone for the border\nSo I grew up doing more dirt than dust\nHitting skirts, get in scuffs\nJust to knuckle motherfuckers up\nFuck around on a bad day\nAnd he'll watch out to make these street niggas\nStart coming through the alleyway\n\nAnd when we come, we come correct and it's done\nIt ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\nThis nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\nWho couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\nAnd everything'll be alright\nI guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\nIt's my honey's night, get my money right\nOr your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\nWho's to blame when you're slain for a name\nOr a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nSome kids come home to cartoons on cable\nTo new clothes with labels\nI came home to corners, did homework when able\nI clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\nRe-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\nI'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\nWhen it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\nSave and protect, get a safe and a tec\nDon't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n\nAnd if cops ever come to weld me down\nAll I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\nMy town didn't have a rec., yup, I was a little wreck\nDidn't have a place to play\nSo like most kids, us niggas went astray\nA daddy, never got to meet mine\nSo on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n\nDrop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\nAny time of day, if you'd ask me\nHave to tell you poppa was the block\nMoney's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\nBreaking dawn on the lawns\nWatch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\nEvery job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\nPeace to the block, my pops\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"","syncedLyrics":"[01:12.57] As far as days, it's a sunny one\n[01:14.29] Hear the money comes\n[01:15.03] If it's a fiend I've never seen\n[01:16.33] Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n[01:18.29] Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n[01:20.67] Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n[01:23.03] I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n[01:25.58] But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n[01:28.13] I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n[01:30.57] We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n[01:32.80] You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n[01:35.17] But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n[01:37.84] This is what niggas in the hood see\n[01:39.56] The way the bad and good be\n[01:40.77] Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n[01:42.92] Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n[01:45.09] Four crooked cops just walked away\n[01:46.23] So there's been rioting all day\n[01:47.83] The only thing that made my day a little better\n[01:49.77] I saw red and blue uniting forever\n[01:51.62] Crips and bloods fighting together\n[01:52.83] Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n[01:54.95] The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n[01:57.64] You really can't expect a lot\n[01:59.20] When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n[02:01.19] And his pops is the block!\n[02:02.59] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n[02:05.86] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:07.56] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n[02:10.74] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:11.75] My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n[02:13.64] Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n[02:15.53] He was long gone for the border\n[02:17.48] So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n[02:19.68] Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n[02:20.80] Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n[02:22.75] Fuck around on a bad day\n[02:24.50] And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n[02:25.77] Start coming through the alleyway\n[02:27.37] And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n[02:29.87] It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n[02:32.57] This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n[02:34.73] Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n[02:37.50] And everything'll be alright\n[02:39.03] I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n[02:42.41] It's my honey's night, get my money right\n[02:44.03] Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n[02:47.44] Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n[02:49.45] Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n[02:52.04] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n[02:55.32] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:57.06] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n[03:00.38] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:00.96] Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n[03:03.30] To new clothes with labels\n[03:04.58] I came home to corners, did homework when able\n[03:06.96] I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n[03:09.48] Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n[03:11.95] I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n[03:14.32] When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n[03:16.82] Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n[03:19.19] Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n[03:21.68] And if cops ever come to weld me down\n[03:23.75] All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n[03:26.27] My town didn't have a rec., yup, I was a little wreck\n[03:28.76] Didn't have a place to play\n[03:30.05] So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n[03:31.80] A daddy, never got to meet mine\n[03:33.66] So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n[03:36.72] Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n[03:38.67] Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n[03:40.03] Have to tell you poppa was the block\n[03:41.78] Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n[03:43.91] Breaking dawn on the lawns\n[03:45.15] Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n[03:46.92] Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n[03:50.01] Peace to the block, my pops\n[03:51.67] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[03:54.97] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:56.66] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[03:59.81] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[04:01.57] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daddy Was a Street Corner (remastered)\n  artist: Naughty by Nature\n  album: 19 Naughty III\n  duration_ms: 262707\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: As far as days, it's a sunny one\n  start_ms: 72570\n  end_ms: 74290\n- text: Hear the money comes\n  start_ms: 74290\n  end_ms: 75030\n- text: If it's a fiend I've never seen\n  start_ms: 75030\n  end_ms: 76330\n- text: Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n  start_ms: 76330\n  end_ms: 78290\n- text: Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n  start_ms: 78290\n  end_ms: 80670\n- text: Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n  start_ms: 80670\n  end_ms: 83030\n- text: I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n  start_ms: 83030\n  end_ms: 85580\n- text: But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n  start_ms: 85580\n  end_ms: 88130\n- text: I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n  start_ms: 88130\n  end_ms: 90570\n- text: We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n  start_ms: 90570\n  end_ms: 92800\n- text: You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n  start_ms: 92800\n  end_ms: 95170\n- text: But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n  start_ms: 95170\n  end_ms: 97840\n- text: This is what niggas in the hood see\n  start_ms: 97840\n  end_ms: 99560\n- text: The way the bad and good be\n  start_ms: 99560\n  end_ms: 100770\n- text: Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n  start_ms: 100770\n  end_ms: 102920\n- text: Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n  start_ms: 102920\n  end_ms: 105090\n- text: Four crooked cops just walked away\n  start_ms: 105090\n  end_ms: 106230\n- text: So there's been rioting all day\n  start_ms: 106230\n  end_ms: 107830\n- text: The only thing that made my day a little better\n  start_ms: 107830\n  end_ms: 109770\n- text: I saw red and blue uniting forever\n  start_ms: 109770\n  end_ms: 111620\n- text: Crips and bloods fighting together\n  start_ms: 111620\n  end_ms: 112830\n- text: Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n  start_ms: 112830\n  end_ms: 114950\n- text: The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n  start_ms: 114950\n  end_ms: 117640\n- text: You really can't expect a lot\n  start_ms: 117640\n  end_ms: 119200\n- text: When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n  start_ms: 119200\n  end_ms: 121190\n- text: And his pops is the block!\n  start_ms: 121190\n  end_ms: 122590\n- text: '\"Niggas in the hood ain''t changed\" (Aww shit! 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Goddamn!)\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n  Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n  He was long gone for the border\n  So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n  Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n  Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n  Fuck around on a bad day\n  And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n  Start coming through the alleyway\n\n  And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n  It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n  This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n  Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n  And everything'll be alright\n  I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n  It's my honey's night, get my money right\n  Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n  Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n  Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\" (Aww shit! Goddamn!)\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n  To new clothes with labels\n  I came home to corners, did homework when able\n  I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n  Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n  I'm wit it! 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Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nMy daddy was a street corner, a goner\nBefore I popped out my momma and saw him\nHe was long gone for the border\nSo I grew up doing more dirt than dust\nHitting skirts, get in scuffs\nJust to knuckle motherfuckers up\nFuck around on a bad day\nAnd he'll watch out to make these street niggas\nStart coming through the alleyway\nAnd when we come, we come correct and it's done\nIt ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\nThis nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\nWho couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\nAnd everything'll be alright\nI guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\nIt's my honey's night, get my money right\nOr your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\nWho's to blame when you're slain for a name\nOr a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nSome kids come home to cartoons on cable\nTo new clothes with labels\nI came home to corners, did homework when able\nI clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\nRe-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\nI'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\nWhen it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\nSave and protect, get a safe and a tec\nDon't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\nAnd if cops ever come to weld me down\nAll I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\nMy town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\nDidn't have a place to play\nSo like most kids, us niggas went astray\nA daddy, never got to meet mine\nSo on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\nDrop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\nAny time of day, if you'd ask me\nHave to tell you poppa was the block\nMoney's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\nBreaking dawn on the lawns\nWatch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\nEvery job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\nPeace to the block, my pops\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"","syncedLyrics":"[01:12.60] As far as days, it's a sunny one\n[01:14.36] Hear the money comes\n[01:15.29] If it's a fiend I've never seen\n[01:16.69] Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n[01:18.35] Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n[01:20.95] Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n[01:23.25] I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n[01:26.05] But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n[01:28.34] I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n[01:30.78] We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n[01:33.34] You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n[01:35.11] But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n[01:38.17] This is what niggas in the hood see\n[01:39.83] The way the bad and good be\n[01:41.23] Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n[01:43.25] Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n[01:45.36] Four crooked cops just walked away\n[01:46.47] So there's been rioting all day\n[01:48.29] The only thing that made my day a little better\n[01:50.28] I saw red and blue uniting forever\n[01:52.02] Crips and bloods fighting together\n[01:52.92] Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n[01:55.28] The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n[01:58.19] You really can't expect a lot\n[01:59.61] When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n[02:01.31] And his pops is the block!\n[02:02.86] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:04.33] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:05.67] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:07.43] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:09.36] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:11.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:11.99] My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n[02:14.07] Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n[02:16.06] He was long gone for the border\n[02:18.08] So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n[02:20.16] Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n[02:21.22] Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n[02:22.92] Fuck around on a bad day\n[02:24.86] And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n[02:26.35] Start coming through the alleyway\n[02:28.09] And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n[02:30.16] It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n[02:33.09] This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n[02:35.12] Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n[02:37.89] And everything'll be alright\n[02:39.24] I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n[02:42.78] It's my honey's night, get my money right\n[02:44.55] Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n[02:47.74] Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n[02:49.87] Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n[02:52.58] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:53.86] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:56.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:57.77] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:58.65] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[03:00.87] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:01.53] Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n[03:03.89] To new clothes with labels\n[03:04.94] I came home to corners, did homework when able\n[03:07.55] I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n[03:09.94] Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n[03:12.39] I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n[03:15.13] When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n[03:17.43] Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n[03:19.55] Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n[03:22.21] And if cops ever come to weld me down\n[03:24.48] All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n[03:26.77] My town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\n[03:29.43] Didn't have a place to play\n[03:30.53] So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n[03:32.62] A daddy, never got to meet mine\n[03:34.41] So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n[03:37.40] Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n[03:39.31] Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n[03:40.83] Have to tell you poppa was the block\n[03:42.37] Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n[03:44.66] Breaking dawn on the lawns\n[03:45.82] Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n[03:47.52] Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n[03:50.58] Peace to the block, my pops\n[03:52.39] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[03:55.60] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:57.44] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[04:00.47] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[04:01.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daddy Was A Street Corner\n  artist: Naughty By Nature\n  album: 19NaughtyIII\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: As far as days, it's a sunny one\n  start_ms: 72600\n  end_ms: 74360\n- text: Hear the money comes\n  start_ms: 74360\n  end_ms: 75290\n- text: If it's a fiend I've never seen\n  start_ms: 75290\n  end_ms: 76690\n- text: Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n  start_ms: 76690\n  end_ms: 78350\n- text: Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n  start_ms: 78350\n  end_ms: 80950\n- text: Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n  start_ms: 80950\n  end_ms: 83250\n- text: I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n  start_ms: 83250\n  end_ms: 86050\n- text: But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n  start_ms: 86050\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 90780\n- text: We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n  start_ms: 90780\n  end_ms: 93340\n- text: You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n  start_ms: 93340\n  end_ms: 95110\n- text: But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n  start_ms: 95110\n  end_ms: 98170\n- text: This is what niggas in the hood see\n  start_ms: 98170\n  end_ms: 99830\n- text: The way the bad and good be\n  start_ms: 99830\n  end_ms: 101230\n- text: Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n  start_ms: 101230\n  end_ms: 103250\n- text: Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n  start_ms: 103250\n  end_ms: 105360\n- text: Four crooked cops just walked away\n  start_ms: 105360\n  end_ms: 106470\n- text: So there's been rioting all day\n  start_ms: 106470\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: The only thing that made my day a little better\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 110280\n- text: I saw red and blue uniting forever\n  start_ms: 110280\n  end_ms: 112020\n- text: Crips and bloods fighting together\n  start_ms: 112020\n  end_ms: 112920\n- text: Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n  start_ms: 112920\n  end_ms: 115280\n- text: The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n  start_ms: 115280\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: You really can't expect a lot\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 119610\n- text: When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n  start_ms: 119610\n  end_ms: 121310\n- text: And his pops is the block!\n  start_ms: 121310\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: '\"Niggas in the hood ain''t changed\"'\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124330\n- text: Aww shit! 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Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  Aww shit! Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n  Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n  He was long gone for the border\n  So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n  Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n  Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n  Fuck around on a bad day\n  And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n  Start coming through the alleyway\n  And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n  It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n  This nigga's scared! 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Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nMy daddy was a street corner, a goner\nBefore I popped out my momma and saw him\nHe was long gone for the border\nSo I grew up doing more dirt than dust\nHitting skirts, get in scuffs\nJust to knuckle motherfuckers up\nFuck around on a bad day\nAnd he'll watch out to make these street niggas\nStart coming through the alleyway\nAnd when we come, we come correct and it's done\nIt ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\nThis nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\nWho couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\nAnd everything'll be alright\nI guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\nIt's my honey's night, get my money right\nOr your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\nWho's to blame when you're slain for a name\nOr a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\nAww shit! Goddamn!\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\nSome kids come home to cartoons on cable\nTo new clothes with labels\nI came home to corners, did homework when able\nI clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\nRe-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\nI'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\nWhen it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\nSave and protect, get a safe and a tec\nDon't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\nAnd if cops ever come to weld me down\nAll I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\nMy town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\nDidn't have a place to play\nSo like most kids, us niggas went astray\nA daddy, never got to meet mine\nSo on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\nDrop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\nAny time of day, if you'd ask me\nHave to tell you poppa was the block\nMoney's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\nBreaking dawn on the lawns\nWatch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\nEvery job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\nPeace to the block, my pops\n\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n\"Only the streets tell stories\"","syncedLyrics":"[01:12.60] As far as days, it's a sunny one\n[01:14.36] Hear the money comes\n[01:15.29] If it's a fiend I've never seen\n[01:16.69] Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n[01:18.35] Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n[01:20.95] Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n[01:23.25] I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n[01:26.05] But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n[01:28.34] I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n[01:30.78] We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n[01:33.34] You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n[01:35.11] But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n[01:38.17] This is what niggas in the hood see\n[01:39.83] The way the bad and good be\n[01:41.23] Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n[01:43.25] Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n[01:45.36] Four crooked cops just walked away\n[01:46.47] So there's been rioting all day\n[01:48.29] The only thing that made my day a little better\n[01:50.28] I saw red and blue uniting forever\n[01:52.02] Crips and bloods fighting together\n[01:52.92] Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n[01:55.28] The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n[01:58.19] You really can't expect a lot\n[01:59.61] When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n[02:01.31] And his pops is the block!\n[02:02.86] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:04.33] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:05.67] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:07.43] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:09.36] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:11.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:11.99] My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n[02:14.07] Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n[02:16.06] He was long gone for the border\n[02:18.08] So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n[02:20.16] Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n[02:21.22] Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n[02:22.92] Fuck around on a bad day\n[02:24.86] And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n[02:26.35] Start coming through the alleyway\n[02:28.09] And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n[02:30.16] It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n[02:33.09] This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n[02:35.12] Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n[02:37.89] And everything'll be alright\n[02:39.24] I guess unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n[02:42.78] It's my honey's night, get my money right\n[02:44.55] Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n[02:47.74] Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n[02:49.87] Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n[02:52.58] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:53.86] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[02:56.06] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[02:57.77] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[02:58.65] Aww shit! Goddamn!\n[03:00.87] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:01.53] Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n[03:03.89] To new clothes with labels\n[03:04.94] I came home to corners, did homework when able\n[03:07.55] I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n[03:09.94] Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n[03:12.39] I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n[03:15.13] When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n[03:17.43] Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n[03:19.55] Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n[03:22.21] And if cops ever come to weld me down\n[03:24.48] All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n[03:26.77] My town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\n[03:29.43] Didn't have a place to play\n[03:30.53] So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n[03:32.62] A daddy, never got to meet mine\n[03:34.41] So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n[03:37.40] Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n[03:39.31] Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n[03:40.83] Have to tell you poppa was the block\n[03:42.37] Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n[03:44.66] Breaking dawn on the lawns\n[03:45.82] Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n[03:47.52] Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n[03:50.58] Peace to the block, my pops\n[03:52.39] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[03:55.60] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[03:57.44] \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n[04:00.47] \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n[04:01.96] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daddy Was a Street Corner\n  artist: Naughty by Nature\n  album: 19NaughtyIII (30th Anniversary)\n  duration_ms: 262707\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: As far as days, it's a sunny one\n  start_ms: 72600\n  end_ms: 74360\n- text: Hear the money comes\n  start_ms: 74360\n  end_ms: 75290\n- text: If it's a fiend I've never seen\n  start_ms: 75290\n  end_ms: 76690\n- text: Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n  start_ms: 76690\n  end_ms: 78350\n- text: Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n  start_ms: 78350\n  end_ms: 80950\n- text: Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n  start_ms: 80950\n  end_ms: 83250\n- text: I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n  start_ms: 83250\n  end_ms: 86050\n- text: But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n  start_ms: 86050\n  end_ms: 88340\n- text: I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n  start_ms: 88340\n  end_ms: 90780\n- text: We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n  start_ms: 90780\n  end_ms: 93340\n- text: You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n  start_ms: 93340\n  end_ms: 95110\n- text: But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n  start_ms: 95110\n  end_ms: 98170\n- text: This is what niggas in the hood see\n  start_ms: 98170\n  end_ms: 99830\n- text: The way the bad and good be\n  start_ms: 99830\n  end_ms: 101230\n- text: Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n  start_ms: 101230\n  end_ms: 103250\n- text: Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n  start_ms: 103250\n  end_ms: 105360\n- text: Four crooked cops just walked away\n  start_ms: 105360\n  end_ms: 106470\n- text: So there's been rioting all day\n  start_ms: 106470\n  end_ms: 108290\n- text: The only thing that made my day a little better\n  start_ms: 108290\n  end_ms: 110280\n- text: I saw red and blue uniting forever\n  start_ms: 110280\n  end_ms: 112020\n- text: Crips and bloods fighting together\n  start_ms: 112020\n  end_ms: 112920\n- text: Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n  start_ms: 112920\n  end_ms: 115280\n- text: The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n  start_ms: 115280\n  end_ms: 118190\n- text: You really can't expect a lot\n  start_ms: 118190\n  end_ms: 119610\n- text: When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n  start_ms: 119610\n  end_ms: 121310\n- text: And his pops is the block!\n  start_ms: 121310\n  end_ms: 122860\n- text: '\"Niggas in the hood ain''t changed\"'\n  start_ms: 122860\n  end_ms: 124330\n- text: Aww shit! 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Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  Aww shit! Goddamn!\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n\n  My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n  Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n  He was long gone for the border\n  So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n  Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n  Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n  Fuck around on a bad day\n  And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n  Start coming through the alleyway\n  And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n  It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n  This nigga's scared! 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Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n  When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n  Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n  Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n  And if cops ever come to weld me down\n  All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n  My town didn't have a rec, yup, I was a little wreck\n  Didn't have a place to play\n  So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n  A daddy, never got to meet mine\n  So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n  Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n  Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n  Have to tell you poppa was the block\n  Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n  Breaking dawn on the lawns\n  Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n  Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n  Peace to the block, my pops\n\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n  \"Niggas in the hood ain't changed\"\n  \"Only the streets tell stories\"\n"},{"id":15223837,"name":"Daddy Was a Street Corner - Remastered","trackName":"Daddy Was a Street Corner - Remastered","artistName":"Naughty By Nature","albumName":"19NaughtyIII (30th Anniversary)","duration":263.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"As far as days, it's a sunny one\nHear the money comes\nIf it's a fiend I've never seen\nThen they're bound to catch a funny one\nHear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\nSince I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\nI know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\nBut I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\nI run the streets like feet on the concrete\nWe roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\nYou would think that's the only thing to stop me\nBut this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\nThis is what niggas in the hood see\nThe way the bad and good be\nBad is getting paid so bad they would be\nUh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\nFour crooked cops just walked away\nSo there's been rioting all day\nThe only thing that made my day a little better\nI saw red and blue uniting forever\nCrips and bloods fighting together\nBack on the block it's the same damn strip\nThe same damn clip, the same damn shit!\nYou really can't expect a lot\nWhen the kid's juvenile and stay locked\nAnd his pops is the block!\n\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\nOnly the streets tell stories\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\nOnly the streets tell stories\n\nMy daddy was a street corner, a goner\nBefore I popped out my momma and saw him\nHe was long gone for the border\nSo I grew up doing more dirt than dust\nHitting skirts, get in scuffs\nJust to knuckle motherfuckers up\nFuck around on a bad day\nAnd he'll watch out to make these street niggas\nStart coming through the alleyway\nAnd when we come, we come correct and it's done\nIt ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\nThis nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\nWho couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\nAnd everything'll be alright\nI guess, unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\nIt's my honey's night, get my money right\nOr your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\nWho's to blame when you're slain for a name\nOr a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\nOnly the streets tell stories\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\nOnly the streets tell stories\n\nSome kids come home to cartoons on cable\nTo new clothes with labels\nI came home to corners, did homework when able\nI clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\nRe-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\nI'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\nWhen it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\nSave and protect, get a safe and a tec\nDon't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\nAnd if cops ever come to weld me down\nAll I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\nMy town didn't have a rec., yup, I was a little wreck\nDidn't have a place to play\nSo like most kids, us niggas went astray\nA daddy, never got to meet mine\nSo on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\nDrop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\nAny time of day, if you'd ask me\nHave to tell you poppa was the block\nMoney's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\nBreaking dawn on the lawns\nWatch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\nEvery job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\nPeace to the block, my pops\n\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed\nOnly the streets tell stories\nNiggas in the hood ain't changed\nOnly the streets tell stories","syncedLyrics":"[01:12.54] As far as days, it's a sunny one\n[01:14.20] Hear the money comes\n[01:15.11] If it's a fiend I've never seen\n[01:16.40] Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n[01:18.32] Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n[01:20.93] Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n[01:23.20] I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n[01:25.83] But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n[01:28.26] I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n[01:30.70] We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n[01:33.23] You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n[01:35.12] But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n[01:38.05] This is what niggas in the hood see\n[01:39.72] The way the bad and good be\n[01:41.07] Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n[01:43.11] Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n[01:45.30] Four crooked cops just walked away\n[01:46.66] So there's been rioting all day\n[01:47.99] The only thing that made my day a little better\n[01:50.20] I saw red and blue uniting forever\n[01:51.66] Crips and bloods fighting together\n[01:53.04] Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n[01:55.34] The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n[01:58.05] You really can't expect a lot\n[01:59.45] When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n[02:01.39] And his pops is the block!\n[02:02.95] Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n[02:06.02] Only the streets tell stories\n[02:07.87] Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n[02:11.23] Only the streets tell stories\n[02:12.03] My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n[02:14.04] Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n[02:15.97] He was long gone for the border\n[02:17.88] So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n[02:19.99] Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n[02:21.19] Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n[02:23.02] Fuck around on a bad day\n[02:24.72] And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n[02:26.29] Start coming through the alleyway\n[02:27.98] And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n[02:30.11] It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n[02:32.80] This nigga's scared! Nigga, stop, he's a rookie cop\n[02:35.06] Who couldn't bust a glass rock, fool, switch your stash spot\n[02:37.94] And everything'll be alright\n[02:39.37] I guess, unless I park and start Platoon in the projects\n[02:42.62] It's my honey's night, get my money right\n[02:44.36] Or your funny face will be beating up my fist, fuck a funny fight\n[02:47.95] Who's to blame when you're slain for a name\n[02:49.88] Or a spot and go home to see pops is the fucking block?\n[02:52.68] Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n[02:55.87] Only the streets tell stories\n[02:57.58] Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n[03:00.87] Only the streets tell stories\n[03:01.42] Some kids come home to cartoons on cable\n[03:03.51] To new clothes with labels\n[03:04.85] I came home to corners, did homework when able\n[03:07.35] I clocked it, re-rocked it, dipped it then flipped it\n[03:09.88] Re-upped it then cut it, held and hold it, then sold it\n[03:12.35] I'm wit it! Didn't hit the house til I was finished\n[03:14.99] When it comes to dough niggas are in it to spend it\n[03:17.43] Save and protect, get a safe and a tec\n[03:19.59] Don't be brave, get a vest, it might save you your chest\n[03:22.14] And if cops ever come to weld me down\n[03:24.38] All I say is: \"Feet, don't fail me now!\"\n[03:26.66] My town didn't have a rec., yup, I was a little wreck\n[03:29.23] Didn't have a place to play\n[03:30.37] So like most kids, us niggas went astray\n[03:32.47] A daddy, never got to meet mine\n[03:34.26] So on Father's Day I take a rag and I shine up the street sign\n[03:37.36] Drop me on the spot, spot me when I stop\n[03:39.16] Any time of day, if you'd ask me\n[03:40.96] Have to tell you poppa was the block\n[03:42.37] Money's coming rolling hard, clocking, rolling hard\n[03:44.53] Breaking dawn on the lawns\n[03:45.80] Watch, I'm flowing through the stolen car\n[03:47.64] Every job I get dropped, hope I hit the lotto so I can stop\n[03:50.66] Peace to the block, my pops\n[03:52.34] Niggas in the hood ain't changed\n[03:55.59] Only the streets tell stories\n[03:57.34] Niggas in the hood ain't changed\n[04:00.43] Only the streets tell stories\n[04:02.25] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Daddy Was a Street Corner - Remastered\n  artist: Naughty By Nature\n  album: 19NaughtyIII (30th Anniversary)\n  duration_ms: 263000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: As far as days, it's a sunny one\n  start_ms: 72540\n  end_ms: 74200\n- text: Hear the money comes\n  start_ms: 74200\n  end_ms: 75110\n- text: If it's a fiend I've never seen\n  start_ms: 75110\n  end_ms: 76400\n- text: Then they're bound to catch a funny one\n  start_ms: 76400\n  end_ms: 78320\n- text: Hear the kitty come-come wanting me to run-run\n  start_ms: 78320\n  end_ms: 80930\n- text: Since I think he 5-0 I sold him a dum-dum\n  start_ms: 80930\n  end_ms: 83200\n- text: I know one day somehow I gotta stop at some point\n  start_ms: 83200\n  end_ms: 85830\n- text: But I'd rather clock ya, rob ya ass at gunpoint\n  start_ms: 85830\n  end_ms: 88260\n- text: I run the streets like feet on the concrete\n  start_ms: 88260\n  end_ms: 90700\n- text: We roll deep, so don't sleep on my peeps!\n  start_ms: 90700\n  end_ms: 93230\n- text: You would think that's the only thing to stop me\n  start_ms: 93230\n  end_ms: 95120\n- text: But this Glock is crazy cocky plus I'm dead already probably\n  start_ms: 95120\n  end_ms: 98050\n- text: This is what niggas in the hood see\n  start_ms: 98050\n  end_ms: 99720\n- text: The way the bad and good be\n  start_ms: 99720\n  end_ms: 101070\n- text: Bad is getting paid so bad they would be\n  start_ms: 101070\n  end_ms: 103110\n- text: Uh-oh, uh-oh, here comes the news flash from LA\n  start_ms: 103110\n  end_ms: 105300\n- text: Four crooked cops just walked away\n  start_ms: 105300\n  end_ms: 106660\n- text: So there's been rioting all day\n  start_ms: 106660\n  end_ms: 107990\n- text: The only thing that made my day a little better\n  start_ms: 107990\n  end_ms: 110200\n- text: I saw red and blue uniting forever\n  start_ms: 110200\n  end_ms: 111660\n- text: Crips and bloods fighting together\n  start_ms: 111660\n  end_ms: 113040\n- text: Back on the block it's the same damn strip\n  start_ms: 113040\n  end_ms: 115340\n- text: The same damn clip, the same damn shit!\n  start_ms: 115340\n  end_ms: 118050\n- text: You really can't expect a lot\n  start_ms: 118050\n  end_ms: 119450\n- text: When the kid's juvenile and stay locked\n  start_ms: 119450\n  end_ms: 121390\n- text: And his pops is the block!\n  start_ms: 121390\n  end_ms: 122950\n- text: Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n  start_ms: 122950\n  end_ms: 126020\n- text: Only the streets tell stories\n  start_ms: 126020\n  end_ms: 127870\n- text: Niggas in the hood ain't changed (Aww shit, goddamn!)\n  start_ms: 127870\n  end_ms: 131230\n- text: Only the streets tell stories\n  start_ms: 131230\n  end_ms: 132030\n- text: My daddy was a street corner, a goner\n  start_ms: 132030\n  end_ms: 134040\n- text: Before I popped out my momma and saw him\n  start_ms: 134040\n  end_ms: 135970\n- text: He was long gone for the border\n  start_ms: 135970\n  end_ms: 137880\n- text: So I grew up doing more dirt than dust\n  start_ms: 137880\n  end_ms: 139990\n- text: Hitting skirts, get in scuffs\n  start_ms: 139990\n  end_ms: 141190\n- text: Just to knuckle motherfuckers up\n  start_ms: 141190\n  end_ms: 143020\n- text: Fuck around on a bad day\n  start_ms: 143020\n  end_ms: 144720\n- text: And he'll watch out to make these street niggas\n  start_ms: 144720\n  end_ms: 146290\n- text: Start coming through the alleyway\n  start_ms: 146290\n  end_ms: 147980\n- text: And when we come, we come correct and it's done\n  start_ms: 147980\n  end_ms: 150110\n- text: It ain't where you from, it's how hard your squad come\n  start_ms: 150110\n  end_ms: 152800\n- text: This nigga's scared! 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