[{"id":30570484,"name":"Let It Slide","trackName":"Let It Slide","artistName":"O.C.","albumName":"Word Life","duration":233.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"It's like many knuckeheads who want to do the eye to eye contact\nNot knowing o.c. is ready for combat\nI tried to ignore the son with the advacant attitude\nStick in my face for gratitude yeah\nJust the other night on the train\nMe my cousin boo was on our way up to club galaloo\nI kind of had a fight so we took our 25's and that\nWe had juice with the bouncer on the inside\nMad jamaicans faking nigga fronting knowing they're americans\nWe fronted us off from the embarrasing\nSome old poor face fellow try to star me in the eye and give a wammy\nHe almost caught a grammy\nJust when i was about to reach for my glock\nAnd saw cousin boo whispered to me yo!\n\"o o let it slide\"\nIt ain't worth smoking a minute worth of lead\nSo to break the tension i\nBroke him in the head\n\nI let it slide, i let it slip on by\nGiving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n\nNew day same shit occured in this time\nI was asked what i was looking at not knowing he was grassed\nThis spark the beef and\nI was gonna finish it off but turns out\nThis nigga was soft he got\nAfraid from the way about the stance glancing to my left and right\nPut a basket a man insight\nHe'll see the whole thing if i decide to do a buckwild move\nSo what i turn it in shall i choose, ha!\nFire my steel and take the chance\nOf being bagged and ship up north for a long long?\nI ain't for it so i flash the cloud\nHe saw the nickle plate\nAlmost having a day to die\nI wonder why\nChumps want to pick on i\nThey be like setting it off\nAnd i be letting it slide\nI don't know what they be seeing\nBut one time in a conflict\nI flip, turn into an unstable human being\n\nI let it slide, i let it slip on by\nGiving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n\nWhen i'm flowing with my girl i feel it the most\nBeef coming so close like a 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contact\n[00:44.77] Not knowing o.c. is ready for combat\n[00:47.53] I tried to ignore the son with the advacant attitude\n[00:51.14] Stick in my face for gratitude yeah\n[00:52.97] Just the other night on the train\n[00:54.75] Me my cousin boo was on our way up to club galaloo\n[00:58.34] I kind of had a fight so we took our 25's and that\n[01:01.08] We had juice with the bouncer on the inside\n[01:03.76] Mad jamaicans faking nigga fronting knowing they're americans\n[01:06.45] We fronted us off from the embarrasing\n[01:09.23] Some old poor face fellow try to star me in the eye and give a wammy\n[01:11.94] He almost caught a grammy\n[01:15.57] Just when i was about to reach for my glock\n[01:17.36] And saw cousin boo whispered to me yo!\n[01:19.18] \"o o let it slide\"\n[01:20.96] It ain't worth smoking a minute worth of lead\n[01:21.86] So to break the tension i\n[01:23.69] Broke him in the head\n[01:25.57] I let it slide, i let it slip on by\n[01:27.35] Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n[01:36.36] New day same shit occured in this time\n[01:41.76] I was asked what i was looking at not knowing he was grassed\n[01:42.72] This spark the beef and\n[01:44.54] I was gonna finish it off but turns out\n[01:45.43] This nigga was soft he got\n[01:47.23] Afraid from the way about the stance glancing to my left and right\n[01:49.92] Put a basket a man insight\n[01:51.75] He'll see the whole thing if i decide to do a buckwild move\n[01:55.33] So what i turn it in shall i choose, ha!\n[01:58.07] Fire my steel and take the chance\n[01:59.86] Of being bagged and ship up north for a long long?\n[02:02.58] I ain't for it so i flash the cloud\n[02:05.28] He saw the nickle plate\n[02:07.05] Almost having a day to die\n[02:07.95] I wonder why\n[02:09.78] Chumps want to pick on i\n[02:10.68] They be like setting it off\n[02:12.52] And i be letting it slide\n[02:14.33] I don't know what they be seeing\n[02:15.21] But one time in a conflict\n[02:17.04] I flip, turn into an unstable human being\n[02:20.18] I let it slide, i let it slip on by\n[02:28.07] Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n[02:41.64] When i'm flowing with my girl i feel it the most\n[02:44.34] Beef coming so close like a champagne toast\n[02:47.05] On the train, in the city, down the way\n[02:48.83] Down her way, i take it upon myself and say niggas is gay\n[02:51.58] What you trying to prove?\n[02:53.36] Can't move him out and with a stare\n[02:54.29] But when a brother pull a trunk and sink it ain't fair\n[02:57.02] Two wrongs don't make a right\n[02:58.84] But the philosophy of a fight, fella\n[03:00.61] Used to prolong you life, i\n[03:02.44] Rolled like it was enemy\n[03:05.14] Why would you pretend to be\n[03:06.05] Some motherfucker men is to fight to kill kenney, i\n[03:07.83] Be rappin' son's trying flamboyant and\n[03:10.54] Put on a smurf 'cause you staring is annoying and\n[03:13.24] No matter how much i try to avoid noise from feeling in with bad day\n[03:17.74] Starring in my grill again\n[03:19.55] Or try to hypnotize with the eye starring\n[03:22.24] Retinified be tearsful, to your family lives a day\n[03:25.00] No fronting because you couldn't stop my glock so\n[03:27.66] Time ran out 'cause you punch your own glock\n[03:29.52] I let it slide, i let it slip on by\n[03:38.53] Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n[03:53.88] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Let It Slide\n  artist: O.C.\n  album: Word Life\n  duration_ms: 233000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: It's like many knuckeheads who want to do the eye to eye contact\n  start_ms: 36660\n  end_ms: 44770\n- text: Not knowing o.c. is ready for combat\n  start_ms: 44770\n  end_ms: 47530\n- text: I tried to ignore the son with the advacant attitude\n  start_ms: 47530\n  end_ms: 51140\n- text: Stick in my face for gratitude yeah\n  start_ms: 51140\n  end_ms: 52970\n- text: Just the other night on the train\n  start_ms: 52970\n  end_ms: 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On the train, in the city, down the way\n  Down her way, i take it upon myself and say niggas is gay\n  What you trying to prove?\n  Can't move him out and with a stare\n  But when a brother pull a trunk and sink it ain't fair\n  Two wrongs don't make a right\n  But the philosophy of a fight, fella\n  Used to prolong you life, i\n  Rolled like it was enemy\n  Why would you pretend to be\n  Some motherfucker men is to fight to kill kenney, i\n  Be rappin' son's trying flamboyant and\n  Put on a smurf 'cause you staring is annoying and\n  No matter how much i try to avoid noise from feeling in with bad day\n  Starring in my grill again\n  Or try to hypnotize with the eye starring\n  Retinified be tearsful, to your family lives a day\n  No fronting because you couldn't stop my glock so\n  Time ran out 'cause you punch your own glock\n\n  I let it slide, i let it slip on by\n  Giving you one last try to kill it with the eye\n"},{"id":14360013,"name":"Let It Slide","trackName":"Let It 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