[{"id":9705273,"name":"Man Behind the Music","trackName":"Man Behind the Music","artistName":"Queen Pen","albumName":"My Melody","duration":229.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Step right up, step up, step up\nStep right up, step up, step up\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n(And now)\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\n(Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nFeel your blue flows like water\nThe man behind the music will make you jump\nJack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\nNo dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\nBaselines and snares that will make you funk\nIntimidated by his 14 year old\nAt 97 he's a different kind of funk\nWe push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\nYou pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\nBe coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\nForgot about the past now what you want\nPlatinum tracks to put you on the map\n'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\nYou had yo' chance to be down wit da man\nSo busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\nBalla's down four, you can't take me\n\nWhat the deal ma\nFunkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\nI'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\nRock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\nIf you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\nYou know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\nSave all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\nWe should be surgeons in E.R.\n\nThe block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\nSee my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\nLittle man got your breath together\nWith Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\nWhat I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\nIt's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\nPeep the facts, keep 'em stacked\nWhen the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n'Cuz I kick\n(What)\nShit that make the fly chick you with my chick\nAnd plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\nWe are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\nYou can't take it\n(And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\nNow Teddy jam for me one time\nEnforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\nWe'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\nLittle man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\nIt ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\nYou account for all of this shit\nJust we, and get your block knocked off\nYou can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\nWe make hits and calls, my situations get thick\nAsk St. Nick, about the repertoire\nFor those in the past, they know who they are\nIf the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\nCan we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\nWe paid the cost to be boss guys\n'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(Little man)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Man Behind the Music\n  artist: Queen Pen\n  album: My Melody\n  duration_ms: 229000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  (And now)\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  (Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  Feel your blue flows like water\n  The man behind the music will make you jump\n  Jack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\n  No dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\n  Baselines and snares that will make you funk\n  Intimidated by his 14 year old\n  At 97 he's a different kind of funk\n  We push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\n  You pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\n  Be coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\n  Forgot about the past now what you want\n  Platinum tracks to put you on the map\n  'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\n  You had yo' chance to be down wit da man\n  So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\n  Balla's down four, you can't take me\n\n  What the deal ma\n  Funkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\n  I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\n  Rock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\n  If you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\n  You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\n  Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\n  We should be surgeons in E.R.\n\n  The block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\n  See my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\n  Little man got your breath together\n  With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\n  What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\n  It's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\n  Peep the facts, keep 'em stacked\n  When the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n  'Cuz I kick\n  (What)\n  Shit that make the fly chick you with my chick\n  And plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\n  We are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\n  You can't take it\n  (And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\n  Now Teddy jam for me one time\n  Enforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\n  We'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\n  Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\n  It ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\n  You account for all of this shit\n  Just we, and get your block knocked off\n  You can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n  'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\n  We make hits and calls, my situations get thick\n  Ask St. Nick, about the repertoire\n  For those in the past, they know who they are\n  If the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\n  Can we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\n  We paid the cost to be boss guys\n  'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (Little man)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n"},{"id":34097381,"name":"Man Behind the Music","trackName":"Man Behind the Music","artistName":"Queen Pen","albumName":"Fix  (single)","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Step right up, step up, step up\nStep right up, step up, step up\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n(And now)\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\n(Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nFeel your blue flows like water\nThe man behind the music will make you jump\nJack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\nNo dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\nBaselines and snares that will make you funk\nIntimidated by his 14 year old\nAt 97 he's a different kind of funk\nWe push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\nYou pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\nBe coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\nForgot about the past now what you want\nPlatinum tracks to put you on the map\n'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\nYou had yo' chance to be down wit da man\nSo busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\nBalla's down four, you can't take me\n\nWhat the deal ma\nFunkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\nI'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\nRock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\nIf you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\nYou know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\nSave all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\nWe should be surgeons in E.R.\n\nThe block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\nSee my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\nLittle man got your breath together\nWith Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\nWhat I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\nIt's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\nPeep the facts, keep 'em stacked\nWhen the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n'Cuz I kick\n(What)\nShit that make the fly chick you with my chick\nAnd plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\nWe are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\nYou can't take it\n(And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\nNow Teddy jam for me one time\nEnforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\nWe'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\nLittle man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\nIt ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\nYou account for all of this shit\nJust we, and get your block knocked off\nYou can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\nWe make hits and calls, my situations get thick\nAsk St. Nick, about the repertoire\nFor those in the past, they know who they are\nIf the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\nCan we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\nWe paid the cost to be boss guys\n'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(Little man)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Man Behind the Music\n  artist: Queen Pen\n  album: Fix  (single)\n  duration_ms: 141000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  (And now)\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  (Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  Feel your blue flows like water\n  The man behind the music will make you jump\n  Jack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\n  No dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\n  Baselines and snares that will make you funk\n  Intimidated by his 14 year old\n  At 97 he's a different kind of funk\n  We push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\n  You pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\n  Be coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\n  Forgot about the past now what you want\n  Platinum tracks to put you on the map\n  'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\n  You had yo' chance to be down wit da man\n  So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\n  Balla's down four, you can't take me\n\n  What the deal ma\n  Funkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\n  I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\n  Rock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\n  If you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\n  You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\n  Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\n  We should be surgeons in E.R.\n\n  The block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\n  See my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\n  Little man got your breath together\n  With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\n  What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\n  It's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\n  Peep the facts, keep 'em stacked\n  When the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n  'Cuz I kick\n  (What)\n  Shit that make the fly chick you with my chick\n  And plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\n  We are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\n  You can't take it\n  (And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\n  Now Teddy jam for me one time\n  Enforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\n  We'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\n  Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\n  It ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\n  You account for all of this shit\n  Just we, and get your block knocked off\n  You can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n  'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\n  We make hits and calls, my situations get thick\n  Ask St. Nick, about the repertoire\n  For those in the past, they know who they are\n  If the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\n  Can we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\n  We paid the cost to be boss guys\n  'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (Little man)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n"},{"id":34097404,"name":"Man Behind the Music","trackName":"Man Behind the Music","artistName":"Queen Pen","albumName":"Fix [promo]  (single)","duration":140.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Step right up, step up, step up\nStep right up, step up, step up\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n(And now)\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\n(Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nFeel your blue flows like water\nThe man behind the music will make you jump\nJack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\nNo dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\nBaselines and snares that will make you funk\nIntimidated by his 14 year old\nAt 97 he's a different kind of funk\nWe push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\nYou pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\nBe coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\nForgot about the past now what you want\nPlatinum tracks to put you on the map\n'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\nYou had yo' chance to be down wit da man\nSo busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\nBalla's down four, you can't take me\n\nWhat the deal ma\nFunkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\nI'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\nRock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\nIf you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\nYou know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\nSave all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\nWe should be surgeons in E.R.\n\nThe block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\nSee my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\nLittle man got your breath together\nWith Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\nWhat I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\nIt's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\nPeep the facts, keep 'em stacked\nWhen the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n'Cuz I kick\n(What)\nShit that make the fly chick you with my chick\nAnd plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\nWe are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\nYou can't take it\n(And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\nNow Teddy jam for me one time\nEnforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\nWe'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\nLittle man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\nIt ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\nYou account for all of this shit\nJust we, and get your block knocked off\nYou can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\nWe make hits and calls, my situations get thick\nAsk St. Nick, about the repertoire\nFor those in the past, they know who they are\nIf the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\nCan we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\nWe paid the cost to be boss guys\n'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(Little man)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Man Behind the Music\n  artist: Queen Pen\n  album: Fix [promo]  (single)\n  duration_ms: 140000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  (And now)\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  (Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  Feel your blue flows like water\n  The man behind the music will make you jump\n  Jack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\n  No dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\n  Baselines and snares that will make you funk\n  Intimidated by his 14 year old\n  At 97 he's a different kind of funk\n  We push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\n  You pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\n  Be coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\n  Forgot about the past now what you want\n  Platinum tracks to put you on the map\n  'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\n  You had yo' chance to be down wit da man\n  So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\n  Balla's down four, you can't take me\n\n  What the deal ma\n  Funkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\n  I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\n  Rock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\n  If you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\n  You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\n  Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\n  We should be surgeons in E.R.\n\n  The block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\n  See my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\n  Little man got your breath together\n  With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\n  What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\n  It's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\n  Peep the facts, keep 'em stacked\n  When the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n  'Cuz I kick\n  (What)\n  Shit that make the fly chick you with my chick\n  And plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\n  We are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\n  You can't take it\n  (And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\n  Now Teddy jam for me one time\n  Enforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\n  We'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\n  Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\n  It ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\n  You account for all of this shit\n  Just we, and get your block knocked off\n  You can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n  'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\n  We make hits and calls, my situations get thick\n  Ask St. Nick, about the repertoire\n  For those in the past, they know who they are\n  If the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\n  Can we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\n  We paid the cost to be boss guys\n  'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (Little man)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n"},{"id":28246706,"name":"Man Behind the Music","trackName":"Man Behind the Music","artistName":"Queen Pen","albumName":"Fix","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Step right up, step up, step up\nStep right up, step up, step up\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n(And now)\n'Cuz this style is identical to none\n(Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nFeel your blue flows like water\nThe man behind the music will make you jump\nJack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\nNo dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\nBaselines and snares that will make you funk\nIntimidated by his 14 year old\nAt 97 he's a different kind of funk\nWe push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\nYou pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\nBe coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\nForgot about the past now what you want\nPlatinum tracks to put you on the map\n'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\nYou had yo' chance to be down wit da man\nSo busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\nBalla's down four, you can't take me\n\nWhat the deal ma\nFunkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\nI'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\nRock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\nIf you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\nYou know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\nSave all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\nWe should be surgeons in E.R.\n\nThe block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\nSee my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\nLittle man got your breath together\nWith Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\nWhat I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\nIt's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\nPeep the facts, keep 'em stacked\nWhen the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n'Cuz I kick\n(What)\nShit that make the fly chick you with my chick\nAnd plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\nWe are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\nYou can't take it\n(And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\nNow Teddy jam for me one time\nEnforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\nWe'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\nLittle man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\nIt ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\nYou account for all of this shit\nJust we, and get your block knocked off\nYou can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\nWe make hits and calls, my situations get thick\nAsk St. Nick, about the repertoire\nFor those in the past, they know who they are\nIf the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\nCan we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\nWe paid the cost to be boss guys\n'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(Little man)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for\n\nThis is how it should be done\n'Cuz this style is identicle to none\nHow can I make you dance some more\n(TR)\nThat's what I came here for","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Man Behind the Music\n  artist: Queen Pen\n  album: Fix\n  duration_ms: 141000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n  Step right up, step up, step up\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  (And now)\n  'Cuz this style is identical to none\n  (Here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  Feel your blue flows like water\n  The man behind the music will make you jump\n  Jack you're swingin' make you shake your rump\n  No dick or fee tellin' me this is what you want\n  Baselines and snares that will make you funk\n  Intimidated by his 14 year old\n  At 97 he's a different kind of funk\n  We push together like a perfect hand and tongue\n\n  You pressed your luck and now your back to should be sunk\n  Be coming, free the future, with yo' face punked\n  Forgot about the past now what you want\n  Platinum tracks to put you on the map\n  'Cuz we gotta keep it in the fam'\n  You had yo' chance to be down wit da man\n  So busy playa hatin', perpetuating, articulating\n  Balla's down four, you can't take me\n\n  What the deal ma\n  Funkey Mama plays the track so you could feel, huh?\n  I'll make a D, I'm all about the dolla' bills y'all\n  Rock the diamond Lex while I sit behind my desk and sign the checks\n  If you like hits baby, got 'em going crazy on Blackstreet\n  You know it's plaque time when me and the track meet\n  Save all yo whack beats, QP and TR so precise with mics\n  We should be surgeons in E.R.\n\n  The block knows, baby girl, be my diamond 'cuz she rocks shows\n  See my one's ain't no way that you can stop those\n  Little man got your breath together\n  With Queen Pen, now it's hot to death, so take a look back\n  What I did, what I'm doing, where I take this\n  It's kinda simple 'cuz it's nothing just to make hits\n  Peep the facts, keep 'em stacked\n  When the streets are black, ladies scream he's the Mack\n\n  'Cuz I kick\n  (What)\n  Shit that make the fly chick you with my chick\n  And plush funds just ridiculous 'cuz I'm rich\n  We are TR, you see, QP, that's we, Blackstreet, gone\n  You can't take it\n  (And now, here's the magnificent Funkey Mama)\n\n  Now Teddy jam for me one time\n  Enforce that then I'd make my hips bump and grind\n  We'll just happen all this shit in this 'cuz of platinum hits\n  Little man be the shit, Funkey Mama represent\n  It ain't never been no different and we got witnesses\n  You account for all of this shit\n  Just we, and get your block knocked off\n  You can keep your I-pinion till you get there\n\n  'Cause it don't matter, we don't follow chit chatter\n  We make hits and calls, my situations get thick\n  Ask St. Nick, about the repertoire\n  For those in the past, they know who they are\n  If the shoe fits, trust we gon' wear it\n  Can we be's the baddest clique up on this planet\n  We paid the cost to be boss guys\n  'Cuz scare money don't win money, now drop it\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (Little man)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n\n  This is how it should be done\n  'Cuz this style is identicle to none\n  How can I make you dance some more\n  (TR)\n  That's what I came here for\n"}]