[{"id":5603225,"name":"Informations","trackName":"Informations","artistName":"Open Mike Eagle","albumName":"Dark Comedy","duration":225.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"I've had the same phone number for a decade\nAnd various phone models strapped next to my left leg\nMy first power-up was a flip phone\nAnd I could feel the power moving up through my hip bone\nYeah, I got a lady and I dance with her\nI'm happy to see her, but what she feels is my transmitter\nMy antenna span's killin'\nI'm all full of data like a Spiderman villain\nI'm part flesh and part energy\nThe last text I sent you was from the heart literally\nTaking flights it gets really really deep\nI put myself on airplane mode and go to sleep\nBetween my cell phone, router, computer and solar radiation\nMy body's full of information\n\nYEEEEEAH (I HAVE THE POWERRRR)\nMy body's full of information!\n\nAnd I don't need a lawyer\nEvery time I make a call I get a centimeter taller\nYeah, I'm the skies like the white guy\nMotherfuck your Spotify, my mind is an iPod\nBoth of my feets is iPads really\nAnd this hand here's an iPad Mini\nAnd this other hand is an old Wired magazine\nWhen I pass gas it sounds like a fax machine\nI be thinking of secret shit then deleting it\nMy mind's on the internet, if I speak it I'm tweeting it\nA lawsuit, some people want to start one\nBut I got super powers so I'm like no harm done\nI'm a thousand feet tall, I don't need no litigation\nMy body's full of information\n\nYEEEEEAH\nMy body's full of information!\n\nWhat's a computer, man? I don't even know what that is\nI don't even watch TV, what's Catfish?\nDon't know much about science book, never read the atlas\nMy raps run laps around tracks like Pistorius\nWonder how he finna do the new Harlem Shake at the wake\nTwo-eighths figure skate on the lake\nIf I fake I'mma jake, if I lie I'mma die\nI clean up and look fly in a tie\nIf you're lost, I'mma find you\nTime after time I am the slime, dime after dime\nJukebox money dance, dumbbob funnypants\nRun god, dunny got a gun in the underpants\nHit the red grass, do the thunder dance\nTake a peek under that, run tell shunder that\nSomebody run me down the basic premise of thundercats\nIt seems somehow relevant to the conversation\nKid's so high, he didn't know how to play the Playstation\nLive life on a day to day basis\nIt pays to stay amazingly vaporless\nGaze into the ways I stay yapered, ya bish","syncedLyrics":"[00:26.21] I've had the same phone number for a decade\n[00:28.97] And various phone models strapped next to my left leg\n[00:32.51] My first power-up was a flip phone\n[00:35.27] And I could feel the power moving up through my hip bone\n[00:38.89] Yeah, I got a lady and I dance with her\n[00:41.59] I'm happy to see her, but what she feels is my transmitter\n[00:45.27] My antenna span's killin'\n[00:47.90] I'm all full of data like a Spiderman villain\n[00:51.53] I'm part flesh and part energy\n[00:54.21] The last text I sent you was from the heart literally\n[00:57.91] Taking flights it gets really really deep\n[01:00.68] I put myself on airplane mode and go to sleep\n[01:03.30] Between my cell phone, router, computer and solar radiation\n[01:07.86] My body's full of information\n[01:10.55] YEEEEEAH (I HAVE THE POWERRRR)\n[01:15.05] My body's full of information!\n[01:17.75] And I don't need a lawyer\n[01:19.68] Every time I make a call I get a centimeter taller\n[01:23.22] Yeah, I'm the skies like the white guy\n[01:25.92] Motherfuck your Spotify, my mind is an iPod\n[01:29.53] Both of my feets is iPads really\n[01:32.38] And this hand here's an iPad Mini\n[01:35.93] And this other hand is an old Wired magazine\n[01:38.70] When I pass gas it sounds like a fax machine\n[01:42.32] I be thinking of secret shit then deleting it\n[01:45.03] My mind's on the internet, if I speak it I'm tweeting it\n[01:48.68] A lawsuit, some people want to start one\n[01:51.37] But I got super powers so I'm like no harm done\n[01:55.95] I'm a thousand feet tall, I don't need no litigation\n[01:59.59] My body's full of information\n[02:02.23] YEEEEEAH\n[02:05.87] My body's full of information!\n[02:08.56] What's a computer, man? I don't even know what that is\n[02:12.16] I don't even watch TV, what's Catfish?\n[02:13.93] Don't know much about science book, never read the atlas\n[02:18.55] My raps run laps around tracks like Pistorius\n[02:22.14] Wonder how he finna do the new Harlem Shake at the wake\n[02:26.70] Two-eighths figure skate on the lake\n[02:28.56] If I fake I'mma jake, if I lie I'mma die\n[02:31.27] I clean up and look fly in a tie\n[02:33.91] If you're lost, I'mma find you\n[02:36.68] Time after time I am the slime, dime after dime\n[02:39.75] Jukebox money dance, dumbbob funnypants\n[02:43.31] Run god, dunny got a gun in the underpants\n[02:46.03] Hit the red grass, do the thunder dance\n[02:48.81] Take a peek under that, run tell shunder that\n[02:51.57] Somebody run me down the basic premise of thundercats\n[02:55.19] It seems somehow relevant to the conversation\n[02:57.89] Kid's so high, he didn't know how to play the Playstation\n[03:01.49] Live life on a day to day basis\n[03:04.12] It pays to stay amazingly vaporless\n[03:06.83] Gaze into the ways I stay yapered, ya bish\n[03:15.08] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Informations\n  artist: Open Mike Eagle\n  album: Dark Comedy\n  duration_ms: 225000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: I've had the same phone number for a decade\n  start_ms: 26210\n  end_ms: 28970\n- text: And various phone models strapped next to my left leg\n  start_ms: 28970\n  end_ms: 32510\n- text: My first power-up was a flip phone\n  start_ms: 32510\n  end_ms: 35270\n- text: And I could feel the power moving up through my hip bone\n  start_ms: 35270\n  end_ms: 38890\n- text: Yeah, I got a lady and I dance with her\n  start_ms: 38890\n  end_ms: 41590\n- text: I'm happy to see her, but what she feels is my transmitter\n  start_ms: 41590\n  end_ms: 45270\n- text: My antenna span's killin'\n  start_ms: 45270\n  end_ms: 47900\n- text: I'm all full of data like a Spiderman villain\n  start_ms: 47900\n  end_ms: 51530\n- text: I'm part flesh and part energy\n  start_ms: 51530\n  end_ms: 54210\n- text: The last text I sent you was from the heart literally\n  start_ms: 54210\n  end_ms: 57910\n- text: Taking flights it gets really really deep\n  start_ms: 57910\n  end_ms: 60680\n- text: I put myself on airplane mode and go to sleep\n  start_ms: 60680\n  end_ms: 63300\n- text: Between my cell phone, router, computer and solar radiation\n  start_ms: 63300\n  end_ms: 67860\n- text: My body's full of information\n  start_ms: 67860\n  end_ms: 70550\n- text: YEEEEEAH (I HAVE THE POWERRRR)\n  start_ms: 70550\n  end_ms: 75050\n- text: My body's full of information!\n  start_ms: 75050\n  end_ms: 77750\n- text: And I don't need a lawyer\n  start_ms: 77750\n  end_ms: 79680\n- text: Every time I make a call I get a centimeter taller\n  start_ms: 79680\n  end_ms: 83220\n- text: Yeah, I'm the skies like the white guy\n  start_ms: 83220\n  end_ms: 85920\n- text: Motherfuck your Spotify, my mind is an iPod\n  start_ms: 85920\n  end_ms: 89530\n- text: Both of my feets is iPads really\n  start_ms: 89530\n  end_ms: 92380\n- text: And this hand here's an iPad Mini\n  start_ms: 92380\n  end_ms: 95930\n- text: And this other hand is an old Wired magazine\n  start_ms: 95930\n  end_ms: 98700\n- text: When I pass gas it sounds like a fax machine\n  start_ms: 98700\n  end_ms: 102320\n- text: I be thinking of secret shit then deleting it\n  start_ms: 102320\n  end_ms: 105030\n- text: My mind's on the internet, if I speak it I'm tweeting it\n  start_ms: 105030\n  end_ms: 108680\n- text: A lawsuit, some people want to start one\n  start_ms: 108680\n  end_ms: 111370\n- text: But I got super powers so I'm like no harm done\n  start_ms: 111370\n  end_ms: 115950\n- text: I'm a thousand feet tall, I don't need no litigation\n  start_ms: 115950\n  end_ms: 119590\n- text: My body's full of information\n  start_ms: 119590\n  end_ms: 122230\n- text: YEEEEEAH\n  start_ms: 122230\n  end_ms: 125870\n- text: My body's full of information!\n  start_ms: 125870\n  end_ms: 128560\n- text: What's a computer, man? 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