[{"id":11793858,"name":"Clap (One Day) [feat. Showtyme & DJ Boogie Blind]","trackName":"Clap (One Day) [feat. Showtyme & DJ Boogie Blind]","artistName":"Pharoahe Monch","albumName":"Clap (One Day) [feat. 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brain's a glock clip\nMy lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit\n\nSay we were gonna\nMmm, say we were gonna get it together\nYeah, yeah, yeah\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day\nI said the people gon' clap\nWatch me clap to this\n\nWe went from niggas to porch monkeys\nTo negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry\nAbolish the N-word, the plan's so corny\nWhile homeland security cams are all on me\n\nThey watch through the fiber optics, it dawned on me\nThat cops can just run in your spot quick without warning\nThey educate the masses to follow, it's so boring\nI sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring\n\nAnd they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n'Cause I lost my focus like Governor Patterson\nAnd the ghetto is impossible to escape\nAnd the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen\n\nSpear-Chucker, fuck that, I tossed javelins\nAnd $5, 000 bills in the face of James Madison\nThis is an American postmortem\nTo focus on your bogus novus ordo seclorum\nClap\n\nSay we were gonna\nMmm, say we were gonna get it together\nYeah, yeah\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day\nI said the people gon' clap\nWatch me clap to this\n\nSaid the people gon' clap\nNow everybody just, just\nCome on\n\nNo respect, no manners\nIt's mad max with multiple max, mad banana clips\nA black hammer that hits the back of a black talon\nSlew a hallow tips through the wall of your blue silence\n\nAnd selective theatrics, collective dramatics\nI'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu Jamal\nMaybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for peace\nBut you ain't got a pacifist\n\nThe Gospel, I\nSpit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\nAt any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\nBut chronical the thoughts of the people\n'Cause one day we gon' clap","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.84] You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger\n[00:06.42] \n[00:09.78] Police, eat a dick, straight up, you know why?\n[00:12.30] Clap, clap on, clap off\n[00:15.08] Clap at 'em and I do not mean applause\n[00:17.78] Rap nicer than Santa with no Claus\n[00:20.25] Trapped twice as bananas with no chorus\n[00:22.94] Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder\n[00:25.69] In the hood like catalytic converters\n[00:27.64] On the block like Lego in the streets like street light\n[00:30.71] Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like\n[00:33.89] In other words, the police\n[00:35.45] Say it, say it like Pac the police\n[00:38.02] Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground\n[00:41.32] Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown\n[00:44.04] Now who am I?\n[00:44.78] P-Monch from Do or Die\n[00:45.94] Nah, South Suicide, Queens, where I get down\n[00:49.28] I peep surveillance in the street every summer\n[00:51.64] You may not play lotto but you know these numbers\n[00:54.24] The 105th, the 103rd, my peoples in Queens doing 13\n[00:58.39] If we get the urge to get on some tall stock shit\n[01:00.99] My brain's a glock clip\n[01:02.35] My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit\n[01:04.74] Say we were gonna\n[01:08.01] Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n[01:11.53] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:13.46] One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n[01:19.45] I said the people gon' clap\n[01:21.25] Watch me clap to this\n[01:25.10] We went from niggas to porch monkeys\n[01:27.16] To negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry\n[01:31.30] Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny\n[01:33.89] While homeland security cams are all on me\n[01:36.46] They watch through the fiber optics, it dawned on me\n[01:38.78] That cops can just run in your spot quick without warning\n[01:41.67] They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring\n[01:44.42] I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring\n[01:47.42] And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n[01:49.97] 'Cause I lost my focus like Governor Patterson\n[01:52.76] And the ghetto is impossible to escape\n[01:54.74] And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen\n[01:57.86] Spear-Chucker, fuck that, I tossed javelins\n[02:00.11] And $5, 000 bills in the face of James Madison\n[02:03.46] This is an American postmortem\n[02:05.38] To focus on your bogus novus ordo seclorum\n[02:07.96] Clap\n[02:09.15] Say we were gonna\n[02:11.33] Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n[02:15.04] Yeah, yeah\n[02:18.41] One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n[02:22.78] I said the people gon' clap\n[02:24.64] Watch me clap to this\n[02:28.09] Said the people gon' clap\n[02:29.53] Now everybody just, just\n[02:35.19] Come on\n[02:55.51] No respect, no manners\n[02:58.06] It's mad max with multiple max, mad banana clips\n[03:00.75] A black hammer that hits the back of a black talon\n[03:03.36] Slew a hallow tips through the wall of your blue silence\n[03:06.02] And selective theatrics, collective dramatics\n[03:08.95] I'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu Jamal\n[03:12.53] Maybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for peace\n[03:13.82] But you ain't got a pacifist\n[03:16.64] The Gospel, I\n[03:17.40] Spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\n[03:20.80] At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\n[03:24.31] But chronical the thoughts of the people\n[03:25.92] 'Cause one day we gon' clap\n[03:27.45] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap (One Day) [feat. 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everybody just, just\n Come on\n\n No respect, no manners\n It's mad max with multiple max, mad banana clips\n A black hammer that hits the back of a black talon\n Slew a hallow tips through the wall of your blue silence\n\n And selective theatrics, collective dramatics\n I'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu Jamal\n Maybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for peace\n But you ain't got a pacifist\n\n The Gospel, I\n Spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\n At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\n But chronical the thoughts of the people\n 'Cause one day we gon' clap\n"},{"id":30269079,"name":"Clap (One Day)","trackName":"Clap (One Day)","artistName":"Pharoahe Monch","albumName":"German TOP30 BC","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\nPolice eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\nClap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\nAnd I do not mean applause.\n\nRap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\nTrapped twice as bananas with no .\nUh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\nIn the hood like catalytic converters.\n\nOn the block like Lego.\nIn the streets like street light.\nThree Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\nIn other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n\nFuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\nWhere little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\nNow who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die,\nSouth Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\nI peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\nYou may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\nThe 105th, The 103rd,\nMy peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\nget on some tall Stock shit.\nMy brains a glock clip.\n\nMy lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\n\nWe went from niggas to porch monkeys,\nto negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\nYet niggas is still hungry.\nAbolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\nWhile homeland security cams are all on me.\n\nThey watch through the fiber optics.\nIt dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\nThey educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\nI sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\nAnd they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\nAnd the ghetto is impossible to escape.\nAnd the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\nSpear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n000 bills in the face of James Madison.\nThis is an American post mortem,\nto focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\nNow everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n\nSaid the people gon' clap!\nNow everybody just\n\nNo respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\nMad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\nSlew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\nAnd selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n\nI'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\nMaybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\nThe Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\nAt the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n\nBut chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap (One Day)\n artist: Pharoahe Monch\n album: German TOP30 BC\n duration_ms: 210000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\n Police eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\n Clap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\n And I do not mean applause.\n\n Rap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\n Trapped twice as bananas with no .\n Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\n In the hood like catalytic converters.\n\n On the block like Lego.\n In the streets like street light.\n Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\n In other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n\n Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\n Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\n Now who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die,\n South Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\n I peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\n You may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\n The 105th, The 103rd,\n My peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\n get on some tall Stock shit.\n My brains a glock clip.\n\n My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n\n We went from niggas to porch monkeys,\n to negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\n Yet niggas is still hungry.\n Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\n While homeland security cams are all on me.\n\n They watch through the fiber optics.\n It dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\n They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\n I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\n And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n 'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\n And the ghetto is impossible to escape.\n And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\n Spear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n 000 bills in the face of James Madison.\n This is an American post mortem,\n to focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n Now everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n\n Said the people gon' clap!\n Now everybody just\n\n No respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\n Mad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\n Slew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\n And selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n\n I'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\n Maybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\n The Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\n At the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n\n But chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.\n"},{"id":24985064,"name":"Clap (One Day)","trackName":"Clap (One Day)","artistName":"Pharoahe Monch","albumName":"SXSW 2011 Showcasing Artists","duration":212.148775,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\nPolice eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\nClap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\nAnd I do not mean applause.\n\nRap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\nTrapped twice as bananas with no .\nUh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\nIn the hood like catalytic converters.\n\nOn the block like Lego.\nIn the streets like street light.\nThree Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\nIn other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n\nFuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\nWhere little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\nNow who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die,\nSouth Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\nI peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\nYou may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\nThe 105th, The 103rd,\nMy peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\nget on some tall Stock shit.\nMy brains a glock clip.\n\nMy lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\n\nWe went from niggas to porch monkeys,\nto negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\nYet niggas is still hungry.\nAbolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\nWhile homeland security cams are all on me.\n\nThey watch through the fiber optics.\nIt dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\nThey educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\nI sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\nAnd they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\nAnd the ghetto is impossible to escape.\nAnd the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\nSpear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n000 bills in the face of James Madison.\nThis is an American post mortem,\nto focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\nNow everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n\nSaid the people gon' clap!\nNow everybody just\n\nNo respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\nMad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\nSlew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\nAnd selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n\nI'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\nMaybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\nThe Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\nAt the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n\nBut chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap (One Day)\n artist: Pharoahe Monch\n album: SXSW 2011 Showcasing Artists\n duration_ms: 212149\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\n Police eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\n Clap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\n And I do not mean applause.\n\n Rap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\n Trapped twice as bananas with no .\n Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\n In the hood like catalytic converters.\n\n On the block like Lego.\n In the streets like street light.\n Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\n In other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n\n Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\n Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\n Now who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die,\n South Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\n I peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\n You may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\n The 105th, The 103rd,\n My peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\n get on some tall Stock shit.\n My brains a glock clip.\n\n My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n\n We went from niggas to porch monkeys,\n to negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\n Yet niggas is still hungry.\n Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\n While homeland security cams are all on me.\n\n They watch through the fiber optics.\n It dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\n They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\n I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\n And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n 'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\n And the ghetto is impossible to escape.\n And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\n Spear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n 000 bills in the face of James Madison.\n This is an American post mortem,\n to focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n Now everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n\n Said the people gon' clap!\n Now everybody just\n\n No respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\n Mad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\n Slew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\n And selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n\n I'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\n Maybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\n The Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\n At the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n\n But chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.\n"},{"id":10497807,"name":"Clap (One Day)","trackName":"Clap (One Day)","artistName":"Pharoahe Monch","albumName":"W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\nPolice eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\nClap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\nAnd I do not mean applause.\n\nRap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\nTrapped twice as bananas with no .\nUh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\nIn the hood like catalytic converters.\n\nOn the block like Lego.\nIn the streets like street light.\nThree Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\nIn other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n\nFuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\nWhere little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\nNow who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die,\nSouth Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\nI peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\nYou may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\nThe 105th, The 103rd,\nMy peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\nget on some tall Stock shit.\nMy brains a glock clip.\n\nMy lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\n\nWe went from niggas to porch monkeys,\nto negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\nYet niggas is still hungry.\nAbolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\nWhile homeland security cams are all on me.\n\nThey watch through the fiber optics.\nIt dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\nThey educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\nI sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\nAnd they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\nAnd the ghetto is impossible to escape.\nAnd the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\nSpear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n000 bills in the face of James Madison.\nThis is an American post mortem,\nto focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\nNow everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n\nSaid the people gon' clap!\nNow everybody just\n\nNo respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\nMad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\nSlew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\nAnd selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n\nI'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\nMaybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\nThe Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\nAt the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n\nBut chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap (One Day)\n artist: Pharoahe Monch\n album: W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)\n duration_ms: 209000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\n Police eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\n Clap on, clap off. 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P-Monch, from Do or Die,\n South Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\n I peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n\n You may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\n The 105th, The 103rd,\n My peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to\n get on some tall Stock shit.\n My brains a glock clip.\n\n My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n\n We went from niggas to porch monkeys,\n to negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\n Yet niggas is still hungry.\n Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\n While homeland security cams are all on me.\n\n They watch through the fiber optics.\n It dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\n They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\n I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n\n And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n 'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\n And the ghetto is impossible to escape.\n And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n\n Spear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,\n 000 bills in the face of James Madison.\n This is an American post mortem,\n to focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n Now everybody watch me clap! 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brain's a glock clip\n[01:02.34] My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit\n[01:04.78] Say we were gonna\n[01:08.04] Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n[01:11.58] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:13.44] One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n[01:19.44] I said the people gon' clap\n[01:21.29] Watch me clap to this\n[01:25.19] We went from niggas to porch monkeys\n[01:27.15] To negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry\n[01:31.34] Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny\n[01:33.81] While homeland security cams are all on me\n[01:36.43] They watch through the fiber optics, it dawned on me\n[01:38.76] That cops can just run in your spot quick without warning\n[01:41.65] They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring\n[01:44.45] I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring\n[01:47.40] And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n[01:49.96] 'Cause I lost my focus like Governor Patterson\n[01:52.70] And the ghetto is impossible to escape\n[01:54.79] And the first 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peaceful fanatics for peace\n[03:13.88] But you ain't got a pacifist\n[03:16.61] The Gospel, I\n[03:17.46] Spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\n[03:20.85] At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\n[03:24.36] But chronical the thoughts of the people\n[03:25.92] 'Cause one day we gon' clap\n[03:27.45] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap [One Day] (feat. 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why?\n[00:12.37] Clap, clap on, clap off\n[00:14.54] Clap at 'em and I do not mean applause\n[00:17.58] Rap nicer than Santa with no Claus\n[00:19.97] Trapped twice as bananas with no chorus\n[00:22.48] Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder\n[00:25.03] In the hood like catalytic converters\n[00:27.43] On the block like Lego in the streets like street light\n[00:30.38] Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like\n[00:32.86] In other words, the police\n[00:35.12] Say it, say it like Pac the police\n[00:37.78] Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground\n[00:41.12] Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown\n[00:44.06] Now who am I?\n[00:45.11] P-Monch from Do or Die\n[00:46.08] Nah, South Suicide, Queens, where I get down\n[00:48.33] I peep surveillance in the street every summer\n[00:51.46] You may not play lotto but you know these numbers\n[00:54.26] The 105th, the 103rd, my peoples in Queens doing 13\n[00:58.21] If we get the urge to get on some tall stock shit\n[01:00.79] My brain's a glock clip\n[01:02.43] My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit\n[01:04.72] Say we were gonna\n[01:07.38] Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n[01:11.02] Yeah, yeah, yeah\n[01:13.43] One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n[01:18.95] I said the people gon' clap\n[01:21.23] Watch me clap to this\n[01:24.79] We went from niggas to porch monkeys\n[01:27.09] To negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry\n[01:31.19] Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny\n[01:33.76] While homeland security cams are all on me\n[01:36.36] They watch through the fiber optics, it dawned on me\n[01:38.83] That cops can just run in your spot quick without warning\n[01:41.44] They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring\n[01:43.84] I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring\n[01:46.72] And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n[01:49.77] 'Cause I lost my focus like Governor Patterson\n[01:52.18] And the ghetto is impossible to escape\n[01:54.60] And the first 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188470\n- text: I'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu Jamal\n start_ms: 188470\n end_ms: 192050\n- text: Maybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for peace\n start_ms: 192050\n end_ms: 193880\n- text: But you ain't got a pacifist\n start_ms: 193880\n end_ms: 196540\n- text: The Gospel, I\n start_ms: 196540\n end_ms: 197520\n- text: Spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\n start_ms: 197520\n end_ms: 200220\n- text: At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\n start_ms: 200220\n end_ms: 204180\n- text: But chronical the thoughts of the people\n start_ms: 204180\n end_ms: 206170\n- text: '''Cause one day we gon'' clap'\n start_ms: 206170\n end_ms: 207940\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 207940\nplain: |-\n You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger\n Police, eat a dick, straight up, you know why?\n\n Clap, clap on, clap off\n Clap at 'em and I do not mean applause\n Rap nicer than Santa with no Claus\n Trapped twice as 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nicer than Santa with no Claus\n Trapped twice as bananas with no chorus\n\n Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder\n In the hood like catalytic converters\n On the block like Lego in the streets like street light\n Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like\n\n In other words, the police\n Say it, say it like Pac the police\n Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground\n Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown\n\n Now who am I?\n P-Monch from Do or Die\n Nah, South Suicide, Queens, where I get down\n I peep surveillance in the street every summer\n You may not play lotto but you know these numbers\n\n The 105th, the 103rd, my peoples in Queens doing 13\n If we get the urge to get on some tall stock shit\n My brain's a glock clip\n My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit\n\n Say we were gonna\n Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n Yeah, yeah, yeah\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n I said the people gon' clap\n Watch me clap to this\n\n We went from niggas to porch monkeys\n To negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again, yet niggas still hungry\n Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny\n While homeland security cams are all on me\n\n They watch through the fiber optics, it dawned on me\n That cops can just run in your spot quick without warning\n They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring\n I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring\n\n And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n 'Cause I lost my focus like Governor Patterson\n And the ghetto is impossible to escape\n And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen\n\n Spear-Chucker, fuck that, I tossed javelins\n And $5, 000 bills in the face of James Madison\n This is an American postmortem\n To focus on your bogus novus ordo seclorum\n Clap\n\n Say we were gonna\n Mmm, say we were gonna get it together\n Yeah, yeah\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day\n I said the people gon' clap\n Watch me clap to this\n\n Said the people gon' clap\n Now everybody just, just\n Come on\n\n No respect, no manners\n It's mad max with multiple max, mad banana clips\n A black hammer that hits the back of a black talon\n Slew a hallow tips through the wall of your blue silence\n\n And selective theatrics, collective dramatics\n I'm systematically pissed, clap automatics for me and Abu Jamal\n Maybe I'm just beside this, peaceful fanatics for peace\n But you ain't got a pacifist\n\n The Gospel, I\n Spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then emphatically clap\n At any obstacle, an impossible feat, the fathom is not logical\n But chronical the thoughts of the people\n 'Cause one day we gon' clap\n"},{"id":9384359,"name":"Clap [One Day] (feat. Showtyme & DJ Boogie Blind)","trackName":"Clap [One Day] (feat. Showtyme & DJ Boogie Blind)","artistName":"Pharoahe Monch featuring Showtyme and DJ Boogie Blind","albumName":"W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)","duration":209.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\nPolice eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\nClap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\nAnd I do not mean applause.\nRap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\nTrapped twice as bananas with no chorus.\nUh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\nIn the hood like catalytic converters.\nOn the block like Lego.\nIn the streets like street light.\nThree Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\nIn other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\nFuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\nWhere little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\nNow who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die, South Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\nI peep surveillance in the street every summer.\nYou may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\nThe 105th, The 103rd,\nMy peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to get on some tall Stock shit.\nMy brains a glock clip.\nMy lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\nWe went from niggas to porch monkeys, to negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\nYet niggas is still hungry.\nAbolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\nWhile homeland security cams are all on me.\nThey watch through the fiber optics.\nIt dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\nThey educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\nI sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\nAnd they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\nAnd the ghetto is impossible to escape.\nAnd the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\nSpear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,000 bills in the face of James Madison.\nThis is an American post mortem, to focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\nSay we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\nOne day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\nWatch me clap to this!\nNow everybody watch me clap! Clap!\nSaid the people gon' clap!\nNow everybody just\nNo respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\nMad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\nSlew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\nAnd selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\nI'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\nMaybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\nThe Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\nAt the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\nBut chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Clap [One Day] (feat. Showtyme & DJ Boogie Blind)\n artist: Pharoahe Monch featuring Showtyme and DJ Boogie Blind\n album: W.A.R. (We Are Renegades)\n duration_ms: 209000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n You should never in your wildest dreams shit on a nigger.\n Police eat a dick, straight up, you know why? Clap!\n Clap on, clap off. Clap at 'em,\n And I do not mean applause.\n Rap nicer than Santa with no Clause.\n Trapped twice as bananas with no chorus.\n Uh, yeah, it's suicide murder.\n In the hood like catalytic converters.\n On the block like Lego.\n In the streets like street light.\n Three Little Pigs is what I be on these beats like.\n In other words the police, say it, say it like Pac the police.\n Fuck 'em, and that's straight from the underground.\n Where little kids got it bad 'cause we brown.\n Now who am I? P-Monch, from Do or Die, South Suicide, Queens, where I get down.\n I peep surveillance in the street every summer.\n You may not play lotto, but you know these numbers;\n The 105th, The 103rd,\n My peoples in Queens doing 13 if we get the urge to get on some tall Stock shit.\n My brains a glock clip.\n My lames be on some 1-800, cops shot shit.\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n We went from niggas to porch monkeys, to negroes, to blacks, back to niggas again.\n Yet niggas is still hungry.\n Abolish the N-word, the plan's so corny.\n While homeland security cams are all on me.\n They watch through the fiber optics.\n It dawned on me that cops can just run in your spot quick without warning.\n They educate the masses to follow, it's so boring.\n I sat in the back of the classes, asleep snoring.\n And they ask me why I'm vocal and animate\n 'Cause I lost my focus like governer Patterson.\n And the ghetto is impossible to escape.\n And the first obstacle is this tapeworm in my abdomen.\n Spear-Chucker fuck that, I tossed javelins and $5,000 bills in the face of James Madison.\n This is an American post mortem, to focus on your bogus NOVUS ORDO SECLORUM, clap!\n Say we were gonna, say we were gonna get it together, yeah, yeah.\n One day, one day, one day, one day, one day I said the people gon' clap!\n Watch me clap to this!\n Now everybody watch me clap! Clap!\n Said the people gon' clap!\n Now everybody just\n No respect, no manners, it's Mad Max with multiple max.\n Mad banana clips, and a black hammer that hits the back of a black talon.\n Slew a hallow tips to the wall of your blue silence\n And selective theatrics, collective dramatics.\n I'm systematically pissed, clap automatic for me and Abu Jamal\n Maybe I'm... peace are fanatics for peace, but ain't got a pacifist.\n The Gospel, I spit it like Jesus of Nazareth and then infaticly clap.\n At the obstacle, an impossible feat, the favime is not logical\n But chronicle the thought of the people 'cause one day we gon' clap.\n"}]