[{"id":15005563,"name":"Nationowl (Album Version)","trackName":"Nationowl (Album Version)","artistName":"Nowl","albumName":"Dr. Dre Presents... The Aftermath (Album Version)","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"All right, is everybody ready? Yeah\nAlright now, here we go\n\nNationowl divides this bomb to blow\nAdios serials worldwide\nOnce inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\nTo break down the speed\n\nWhile labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\nAnd stole the ground beneath they feet\nFar from the bail, still makin' my sales\nMovin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n\nTakin' over, no doubt, like thongs\nThey ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\nAll day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n\nNationowl's defense covers my ass\nAnd team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\nOur beat's on hit, keep the peace on\nMC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nNationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\nStill fully loaded, cocked the handgun\nComposed like the phantom\nWhile the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n\nBitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\nIn thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\nAssholes around like a frisby\nAnd for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n\nHistory's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\nTryin' ya hardest to delay\nMy flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\nLyrics bone shatterin'\n\nPretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\nWhat? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\nNow, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\nI'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nIn the last days, which side will you be on?\nNationowl's on the side that I beat on\nI demand put me on\nFrom the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n\nMy shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\nFor twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\nNigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\nPro actors, game of life with no practice\n\nControllin' craps like I had a remote\nIt's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\nNo joke, much over I scold\nIt's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n\nBest believe that these are our last years\nPrepare or get done from the rear\nAs we move there, where? The final frontier\nUnited we stand, divided we don't have a prayer\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nAre you wit me, East Coast?\nAre you wit me, West Coast?\nAre you wit me?\nAre you wit me?\n\nAre you wit me, West Coast?\nAre you wit me, East Coast?\nAre you wit me?\nAre you wit me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.92] All right, is everybody ready? Yeah\n[00:03.68] Alright now, here we go\n[00:04.59] Nationowl divides this bomb to blow\n[00:28.90] Adios serials worldwide\n[00:31.63] Once inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\n[00:35.26] To break down the speed\n[00:36.26] While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\n[00:39.89] And stole the ground beneath they feet\n[00:42.52] Far from the bail, still makin' my sales\n[00:45.28] Movin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n[00:47.98] Takin' over, no doubt, like thongs\n[00:50.66] They ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\n[00:53.33] All day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n[00:58.73] Nationowl's defense covers my ass\n[01:01.44] And team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\n[01:04.17] Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on\n[01:06.95] MC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n[01:09.69] Pledge allegiance to my team\n[01:12.39] Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n[01:15.03] 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n[01:16.86] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:19.50] Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n[01:22.27] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:24.98] Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n[01:27.61] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:30.37] Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\n[01:33.90] Still fully loaded, cocked the handgun\n[01:35.85] Composed like the phantom\n[01:38.54] While the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n[01:42.15] Bitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\n[01:44.87] In thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\n[01:46.67] Assholes around like a frisby\n[01:49.34] And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n[01:52.07] History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\n[01:55.67] Tryin' ya hardest to delay\n[01:57.48] My flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\n[02:01.03] Lyrics bone shatterin'\n[02:02.83] Pretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\n[02:05.68] What? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\n[02:08.36] Now, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\n[02:10.12] I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n[02:13.77] Pledge allegiance to my team\n[02:16.43] Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n[02:19.16] 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n[02:20.90] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:23.68] Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n[02:26.33] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:29.06] Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n[02:31.86] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:34.51] In the last days, which side will you be on?\n[02:38.19] Nationowl's on the side that I beat on\n[02:40.83] I demand put me on\n[02:42.62] From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n[02:46.27] My shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\n[02:48.02] For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\n[02:50.73] Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\n[02:54.34] Pro actors, game of life with no practice\n[02:57.03] Controllin' craps like I had a remote\n[02:58.89] It's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\n[03:01.69] No joke, much over I scold\n[03:04.39] It's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n[03:07.06] Best believe that these are our last years\n[03:09.76] Prepare or get done from the rear\n[03:12.43] As we move there, where? The final frontier\n[03:15.14] United we stand, divided we don't have a prayer\n[03:17.84] Pledge allegiance to my team\n[03:20.52] Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n[03:23.27] 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n[03:25.98] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[03:27.70] Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n[03:31.44] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[03:34.10] Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n[03:36.87] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[03:39.56] Are you wit me, East Coast?\n[03:41.37] Are you wit me, West Coast?\n[03:44.07] Are you wit me?\n[03:45.83] Are you wit me?\n[03:48.50] Are you wit me, West Coast?\n[03:52.13] Are you wit me, East Coast?\n[03:54.80] Are you wit me?\n[03:56.62] Are you wit me?\n[03:59.33] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Nationowl (Album Version)\n  artist: Nowl\n  album: Dr. Dre Presents... 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Yeah\n  Alright now, here we go\n\n  Nationowl divides this bomb to blow\n  Adios serials worldwide\n  Once inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\n  To break down the speed\n\n  While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\n  And stole the ground beneath they feet\n  Far from the bail, still makin' my sales\n  Movin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n\n  Takin' over, no doubt, like thongs\n  They ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\n  All day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n\n  Nationowl's defense covers my ass\n  And team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\n  Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on\n  MC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\n  Still fully loaded, cocked the handgun\n  Composed like the phantom\n  While the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n\n  Bitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\n  In thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\n  Assholes around like a frisby\n  And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n\n  History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\n  Tryin' ya hardest to delay\n  My flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\n  Lyrics bone shatterin'\n\n  Pretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\n  What? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\n  Now, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\n  I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  In the last days, which side will you be on?\n  Nationowl's on the side that I beat on\n  I demand put me on\n  From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n\n  My shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\n  For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\n  Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\n  Pro actors, game of life with no practice\n\n  Controllin' craps like I had a remote\n  It's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\n  No joke, much over I scold\n  It's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n\n  Best believe that these are our last years\n  Prepare or get done from the rear\n  As we move there, where? The final frontier\n  United we stand, divided we don't have a prayer\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Are you wit me, East Coast?\n  Are you wit me, West Coast?\n  Are you wit me?\n  Are you wit me?\n\n  Are you wit me, West Coast?\n  Are you wit me, East Coast?\n  Are you wit me?\n  Are you wit me?\n"},{"id":12447019,"name":"Nationowl (Album Version)","trackName":"Nationowl (Album Version)","artistName":"Nowl","albumName":"Dr. Dre Presents... The Aftermath","duration":246.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"All right, is everybody ready? Yeah\nAlright now, here we go\n\nNationowl divides this bomb to blow\nAdios serials worldwide\nOnce inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\nTo break down the speed\n\nWhile labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\nAnd stole the ground beneath they feet\nFar from the bail, still makin' my sales\nMovin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n\nTakin' over, no doubt, like thongs\nThey ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\nAll day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n\nNationowl's defense covers my ass\nAnd team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\nOur beat's on hit, keep the peace on\nMC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nNationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\nStill fully loaded, cocked the handgun\nComposed like the phantom\nWhile the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n\nBitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\nIn thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\nAssholes around like a frisby\nAnd for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n\nHistory's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\nTryin' ya hardest to delay\nMy flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\nLyrics bone shatterin'\n\nPretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\nWhat? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\nNow, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\nI'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nIn the last days, which side will you be on?\nNationowl's on the side that I beat on\nI demand put me on\nFrom the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n\nMy shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\nFor twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\nNigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\nPro actors, game of life with no practice\n\nControllin' craps like I had a remote\nIt's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\nNo joke, much over I scold\nIt's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n\nBest believe that these are our last years\nPrepare or get done from the rear\nAs we move there, where? The final frontier\nUnited we stand, divided we don't have a prayer\n\nPledge allegiance to my team\nLet's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nYoung and old, my niggas who's on parole\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\nBitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\nWhy you can't get down with Nationowl\n\nAre you wit me, East Coast?\nAre you wit me, West Coast?\nAre you wit me?\nAre you wit me?\n\nAre you wit me, West Coast?\nAre you wit me, East Coast?\nAre you wit me?\nAre you wit me?","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.92] All right, is everybody ready? Yeah\n[00:03.68] Alright now, here we go\n[00:04.59] Nationowl divides this bomb to blow\n[00:28.90] Adios serials worldwide\n[00:31.63] Once inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\n[00:35.26] To break down the speed\n[00:36.26] While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\n[00:39.89] And stole the ground beneath they feet\n[00:42.52] Far from the bail, still makin' my sales\n[00:45.28] Movin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n[00:47.98] Takin' over, no doubt, like thongs\n[00:50.66] They ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\n[00:53.33] All day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n[00:58.73] Nationowl's defense covers my ass\n[01:01.44] And team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\n[01:04.17] Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on\n[01:06.95] MC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n[01:09.69] Pledge allegiance to my team\n[01:12.39] Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n[01:15.03] 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n[01:16.86] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:19.50] Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n[01:22.27] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:24.98] Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n[01:27.61] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[01:30.37] Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\n[01:33.90] Still fully loaded, cocked the handgun\n[01:35.85] Composed like the phantom\n[01:38.54] While the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n[01:42.15] Bitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\n[01:44.87] In thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\n[01:46.67] Assholes around like a frisby\n[01:49.34] And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n[01:52.07] History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\n[01:55.67] Tryin' ya hardest to delay\n[01:57.48] My flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\n[02:01.03] Lyrics bone shatterin'\n[02:02.83] Pretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\n[02:05.68] What? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\n[02:08.36] Now, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\n[02:10.12] I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n[02:13.77] Pledge allegiance to my team\n[02:16.43] Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n[02:19.16] 'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n[02:20.90] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:23.68] Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n[02:26.33] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:29.06] Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n[02:31.86] Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n[02:34.51] In the last days, which side will you be on?\n[02:38.19] Nationowl's on the side that I beat on\n[02:40.83] I demand put me on\n[02:42.62] From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n[02:46.27] My shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\n[02:48.02] For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\n[02:50.73] Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\n[02:54.34] Pro actors, game of life with no practice\n[02:57.03] Controllin' craps like I had a remote\n[02:58.89] It's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\n[03:01.69] No joke, much over I scold\n[03:04.39] It's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n[03:07.06] Best believe that these are our last years\n[03:09.76] Prepare or get done from the rear\n[03:12.43] As we move there, where? 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Yeah\n  Alright now, here we go\n\n  Nationowl divides this bomb to blow\n  Adios serials worldwide\n  Once inside ya ride, usin' the mic like a screwdriver\n  To break down the speed\n\n  While labels were sound asleep, Nowl peeped and creeped\n  And stole the ground beneath they feet\n  Far from the bail, still makin' my sales\n  Movin' tapes like weight, we's hip-hop cartel\n\n  Takin' over, no doubt, like thongs\n  They ass out but win amounts with the doctor Dre\n  All day cash his checks, like play by hittin' you in the head like strays\n\n  Nationowl's defense covers my ass\n  And team o' outcast niggas who're quick to blast\n  Our beat's on hit, keep the peace on\n  MC's couldn't find my path, where you at niggas?\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Nationowl's anthem, got'cha soul on lock\n  Still fully loaded, cocked the handgun\n  Composed like the phantom\n  While the face of earth gets ugly, we ever lovely\n\n  Bitches who never duck me, Nowl loved me\n  In thinkin' I must spend dough 'til I'm dizzy\n  Assholes around like a frisby\n  And for satisfaction chew an MC like Wrigley\n\n  History's about to be made, I met'cha in a way\n  Tryin' ya hardest to delay\n  My flight batterin', keep the world ringin' like sadaran\n  Lyrics bone shatterin'\n\n  Pretenders wantin' to be Cinderella\n  What? that shoe you tryin' ta wears, not fittin'\n  Now, we're strippin' niggas like a Chippendale\n  I'm rippin' hell, burnin' the devil and inhale\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  In the last days, which side will you be on?\n  Nationowl's on the side that I beat on\n  I demand put me on\n  From the door I use MC's to wipe my feet on\n\n  My shit be bumpin' like in-grown hair\n  For twenty-six years trained in ghetto warfare\n  Nigga, I see more green than St. Patrick\n  Pro actors, game of life with no practice\n\n  Controllin' craps like I had a remote\n  It's a rule, now, go enter ya tomb\n  No joke, much over I scold\n  It's some game for all who's tryin' ta split ya coats\n\n  Best believe that these are our last years\n  Prepare or get done from the rear\n  As we move there, where? The final frontier\n  United we stand, divided we don't have a prayer\n\n  Pledge allegiance to my team\n  Let's scheme, nigga, we gots ta get cream\n  'Cause worldwide, shit's outta control\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Young and old, my niggas who's on parole\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n  Bitches who own, my niggas whose heart is cold\n  Why you can't get down with Nationowl\n\n  Are you wit me, East Coast?\n  Are you wit me, West Coast?\n  Are you wit me?\n  Are you wit me?\n\n  Are you wit me, West Coast?\n  Are you wit me, East Coast?\n  Are you wit me?\n  Are you wit me?\n"}]