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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\nFor real, y'all\nTakin' you on another one, son\nUhh, Julio Iglesias\nMakin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\nYo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\nMany brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\nCall me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\nI hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\nExtravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\nThen I react like a convict and start killin' shit\nIt's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\nDealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\nThe 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\nYou try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\nNo question, I send your ass back right to the essence\nYour whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\nWhile I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\nThrowin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\nEverything around me, black, as you can see\nSwallow this murder one verse like God degree\nThen analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\nYou adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\nAK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\nI'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\nRon G, you know he coincide with me, see\nMarvelous menace fo' society\nBut anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\nI max the most shotguns through the nose\nFuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\nThe witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\nDo or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\nAnd then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\nFoul, fall through, child was wild\nThe old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\nOne love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\nToo much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\nJet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n[00:04.23] \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n[00:08.10] \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n[00:12.03] \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.70] For real, y'all\n[00:19.02] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.43] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.64] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.44] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.01] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.07] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.68] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.36] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.69] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.27] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.55] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.18] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.44] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.92] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.32] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.68] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.47] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.74] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.36] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.95] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.44] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.90] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.26] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.51] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.17] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.23] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.08] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.61] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.74] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.22] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.31] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.66] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.06] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.35] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.61] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.47] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.52] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.89] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.73] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.82] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.27] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)\n  artist: \"Raekwon\\0Ghostface Killah\"\n  album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...\n  duration_ms: 227135\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4230\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4230\n  end_ms: 8100\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8100\n  end_ms: 12030\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin'' up on half a mil'', we build)'\n  start_ms: 12030\n  end_ms: 16700\n- text: For real, y'all\n  start_ms: 16700\n  end_ms: 19020\n- text: Takin' you on another one, son\n  start_ms: 19020\n  end_ms: 23430\n- text: Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  start_ms: 23430\n  end_ms: 27640\n- text: Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n  start_ms: 27640\n  end_ms: 30440\n- text: Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  start_ms: 30440\n  end_ms: 33010\n- text: Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  start_ms: 33010\n  end_ms: 36070\n- text: Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  start_ms: 36070\n  end_ms: 38680\n- text: I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  start_ms: 38680\n  end_ms: 41360\n- text: Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  start_ms: 41360\n  end_ms: 43690\n- text: Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  start_ms: 43690\n  end_ms: 46270\n- text: It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  start_ms: 46270\n  end_ms: 48550\n- text: Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  start_ms: 48550\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53440\n- text: You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  start_ms: 53440\n  end_ms: 55920\n- text: No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  start_ms: 55920\n  end_ms: 58320\n- text: Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  start_ms: 58320\n  end_ms: 60680\n- text: While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  start_ms: 60680\n  end_ms: 63470\n- text: Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  start_ms: 63470\n  end_ms: 65740\n- text: Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  start_ms: 65740\n  end_ms: 68360\n- text: Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  start_ms: 68360\n  end_ms: 70950\n- text: Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  start_ms: 70950\n  end_ms: 73440\n- text: You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n  start_ms: 73440\n  end_ms: 80900\n- text: AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  start_ms: 80900\n  end_ms: 83260\n- text: I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  start_ms: 83260\n  end_ms: 85510\n- text: Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  start_ms: 85510\n  end_ms: 88170\n- text: Marvelous menace fo' society\n  start_ms: 88170\n  end_ms: 90230\n- text: But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  start_ms: 90230\n  end_ms: 93080\n- text: I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  start_ms: 93080\n  end_ms: 95610\n- text: Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  start_ms: 95610\n  end_ms: 97740\n- text: '''Lo wears and Tommy Hil'' fly shit with a knot'\n  start_ms: 97740\n  end_ms: 100220\n- text: The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  start_ms: 100220\n  end_ms: 103310\n- text: Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  start_ms: 103310\n  end_ms: 105660\n- text: And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  start_ms: 105660\n  end_ms: 108060\n- text: Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  start_ms: 108060\n  end_ms: 110350\n- text: The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  start_ms: 110350\n  end_ms: 112610\n- text: One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  start_ms: 112610\n  end_ms: 115470\n- text: Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n  start_ms: 115470\n  end_ms: 118520\n- text: And the nigga chain was truck?\n  start_ms: 118520\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 122730\n- text: Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n  start_ms: 122730\n  end_ms: 128350\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 128350\n  end_ms: 145820\n- text: Much love go to New York City\n  start_ms: 145820\n  end_ms: 148270\n- text: All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n  start_ms: 148270\n  end_ms: 151590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 151590\nplain: |-\n  \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n  \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n  \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n  \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n  And the nigga chain was truck?\n  Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n  Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\n  Much love go to New York City\n  All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n"},{"id":35408760,"name":"Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)","trackName":"Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)","artistName":"Raekwon, Ghostface Killah","albumName":"Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...","duration":273.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n\"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\nFor real, y'all\nTakin' you on another one, son\nUhh, Julio Iglesias\nMakin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\nYo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\nMany brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\nCall me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\nI hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\nExtravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\nThen I react like a convict and start killin' shit\nIt's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\nDealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\nThe 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\nYou try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\nNo question, I send your ass back right to the essence\nYour whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\nWhile I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\nThrowin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\nEverything around me, black, as you can see\nSwallow this murder one verse like God degree\nThen analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\nYou adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\nAK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\nI'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\nRon G, you know he coincide with me, see\nMarvelous menace fo' society\nBut anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\nI max the most shotguns through the nose\nFuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\nThe witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\nDo or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\nAnd then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\nFoul, fall through, child was wild\nThe old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\nOne love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\nToo much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\nJet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.07] \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n[00:04.23] \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n[00:08.10] \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n[00:12.03] \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.70] For real, y'all\n[00:19.02] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.43] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.64] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.44] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.01] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.07] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.68] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.36] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.69] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.27] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.55] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.18] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.44] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.92] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.32] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.68] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.47] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.74] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.36] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.95] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.44] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.90] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.26] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.51] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.17] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.23] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.08] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.61] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.74] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.22] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.31] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.66] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.06] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.35] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.61] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.47] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.52] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.89] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.73] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.82] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.27] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)\n  artist: Raekwon, Ghostface Killah\n  album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...\n  duration_ms: 273000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 70\n  end_ms: 4230\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4230\n  end_ms: 8100\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8100\n  end_ms: 12030\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin'' up on half a mil'', we build)'\n  start_ms: 12030\n  end_ms: 16700\n- text: For real, y'all\n  start_ms: 16700\n  end_ms: 19020\n- text: Takin' you on another one, son\n  start_ms: 19020\n  end_ms: 23430\n- text: Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  start_ms: 23430\n  end_ms: 27640\n- text: Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n  start_ms: 27640\n  end_ms: 30440\n- text: Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  start_ms: 30440\n  end_ms: 33010\n- text: Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  start_ms: 33010\n  end_ms: 36070\n- text: Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  start_ms: 36070\n  end_ms: 38680\n- text: I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  start_ms: 38680\n  end_ms: 41360\n- text: Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  start_ms: 41360\n  end_ms: 43690\n- text: Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  start_ms: 43690\n  end_ms: 46270\n- text: It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  start_ms: 46270\n  end_ms: 48550\n- text: Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  start_ms: 48550\n  end_ms: 51180\n- text: The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  start_ms: 51180\n  end_ms: 53440\n- text: You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  start_ms: 53440\n  end_ms: 55920\n- text: No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  start_ms: 55920\n  end_ms: 58320\n- text: Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  start_ms: 58320\n  end_ms: 60680\n- text: While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  start_ms: 60680\n  end_ms: 63470\n- text: Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  start_ms: 63470\n  end_ms: 65740\n- text: Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  start_ms: 65740\n  end_ms: 68360\n- text: Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  start_ms: 68360\n  end_ms: 70950\n- text: Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  start_ms: 70950\n  end_ms: 73440\n- text: You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n  start_ms: 73440\n  end_ms: 80900\n- text: AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  start_ms: 80900\n  end_ms: 83260\n- text: I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  start_ms: 83260\n  end_ms: 85510\n- text: Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  start_ms: 85510\n  end_ms: 88170\n- text: Marvelous menace fo' society\n  start_ms: 88170\n  end_ms: 90230\n- text: But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  start_ms: 90230\n  end_ms: 93080\n- text: I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  start_ms: 93080\n  end_ms: 95610\n- text: Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  start_ms: 95610\n  end_ms: 97740\n- text: '''Lo wears and Tommy Hil'' fly shit with a knot'\n  start_ms: 97740\n  end_ms: 100220\n- text: The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  start_ms: 100220\n  end_ms: 103310\n- text: Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  start_ms: 103310\n  end_ms: 105660\n- text: And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  start_ms: 105660\n  end_ms: 108060\n- text: Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  start_ms: 108060\n  end_ms: 110350\n- text: The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  start_ms: 110350\n  end_ms: 112610\n- text: One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  start_ms: 112610\n  end_ms: 115470\n- text: Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n  start_ms: 115470\n  end_ms: 118520\n- text: And the nigga chain was truck?\n  start_ms: 118520\n  end_ms: 119890\n- text: Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n  start_ms: 119890\n  end_ms: 122730\n- text: Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n  start_ms: 122730\n  end_ms: 128350\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 128350\n  end_ms: 145820\n- text: Much love go to New York City\n  start_ms: 145820\n  end_ms: 148270\n- text: All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n  start_ms: 148270\n  end_ms: 151590\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 151590\nplain: |-\n  \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n  \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n  \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n  \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n  And the nigga chain was truck?\n  Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n  Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\n  Much love go to New York City\n  All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n"},{"id":2185322,"name":"Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)","trackName":"Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)","artistName":"Raekwon","albumName":"Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…","duration":227.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n\"You wanna go to war? 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Blaow!)\nNo question, I send your ass back right to the essence\nYour whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\nWhile I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\nThrowin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\nEverything around me, black, as you can see\nSwallow this murder one verse like God degree\nThen analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\nYou adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\nAK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\nI'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\nRon G, you know he coincide with me, see\nMarvelous menace fo' society\nBut anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\nI max the most shotguns through the nose\nFuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\nThe witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\nDo or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\nAnd then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\nFoul, fall through, child was wild\nThe old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\nOne love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\nToo much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\nJet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n[00:04.23] \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n[00:08.17] \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n[00:12.06] \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.73] For real, y'all\n[00:19.02] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.48] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.69] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.41] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.03] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.07] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.66] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.30] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.63] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.29] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.58] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.17] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.44] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.94] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.34] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.67] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.45] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.79] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.38] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.94] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.47] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.91] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.28] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.58] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.11] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.28] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.01] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.66] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.75] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.25] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.38] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.67] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.05] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.38] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.67] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.49] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.54] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.83] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.79] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.87] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.22] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)\n  artist: Raekwon\n  album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx…\n  duration_ms: 227000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 4230\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4230\n  end_ms: 8170\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8170\n  end_ms: 12060\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.73] For real, y'all\n[00:19.02] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.48] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.69] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.41] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.03] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.07] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.66] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.30] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.63] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.29] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.58] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.17] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.44] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.94] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.34] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.67] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.45] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.79] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.38] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.94] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.47] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.91] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.28] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.58] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.11] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.28] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.01] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.66] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.75] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.25] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.38] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.67] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.05] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.38] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.67] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.49] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.54] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.83] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.79] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.87] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.22] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology (feat. Ghostface Killah)\n  artist: Raekwon\n  album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx\n  duration_ms: 227000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 4230\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4230\n  end_ms: 8170\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8170\n  end_ms: 12060\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? 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Blaow!)\n  start_ms: 53440\n  end_ms: 55940\n- text: No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  start_ms: 55940\n  end_ms: 58340\n- text: Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  start_ms: 58340\n  end_ms: 60670\n- text: While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  start_ms: 60670\n  end_ms: 63450\n- text: Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  start_ms: 63450\n  end_ms: 65790\n- text: Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  start_ms: 65790\n  end_ms: 68380\n- text: Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  start_ms: 68380\n  end_ms: 70940\n- text: Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  start_ms: 70940\n  end_ms: 73470\n- text: You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n  start_ms: 73470\n  end_ms: 80910\n- text: AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  start_ms: 80910\n  end_ms: 83280\n- text: I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  start_ms: 83280\n  end_ms: 85580\n- text: Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  start_ms: 85580\n  end_ms: 88110\n- text: Marvelous menace fo' society\n  start_ms: 88110\n  end_ms: 90280\n- text: But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  start_ms: 90280\n  end_ms: 93010\n- text: I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  start_ms: 93010\n  end_ms: 95660\n- text: Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  start_ms: 95660\n  end_ms: 97750\n- text: '''Lo wears and Tommy Hil'' fly shit with a knot'\n  start_ms: 97750\n  end_ms: 100250\n- text: The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  start_ms: 100250\n  end_ms: 103380\n- text: Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  start_ms: 103380\n  end_ms: 105670\n- text: And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  start_ms: 105670\n  end_ms: 108050\n- text: Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  start_ms: 108050\n  end_ms: 110380\n- text: The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  start_ms: 110380\n  end_ms: 112670\n- text: One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  start_ms: 112670\n  end_ms: 115490\n- text: Too much to get for what? 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 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'Cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\nJet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n[00:04.23] \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n[00:08.17] \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n[00:12.06] \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.73] For real, y'all\n[00:19.02] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.48] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.69] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.41] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.03] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.07] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.66] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.30] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.63] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.29] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.58] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.17] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.44] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.94] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.34] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.67] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.45] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.79] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.38] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.94] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.47] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.91] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.28] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.58] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.11] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.28] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.01] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.66] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.75] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.25] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.38] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.67] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.05] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.38] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.67] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.49] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.54] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.83] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.79] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.87] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.22] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.58] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology-(Feat Ghostface Killah)\n  artist: Raekwon\n  album: Old School Hip Hop Acapellas Vol 3 (Vinyl)\n  duration_ms: 129149\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 4230\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4230\n  end_ms: 8170\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8170\n  end_ms: 12060\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 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We'll take you to war, okay?\nFor real, y'all\nTakin' you on another one, son\nUh, Julio Iglesias\nMakin' cream like that nigga\nYo, first of all, son, peep the arson (blaow)\nMany brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\nCall me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\nI hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\nExtravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\nThen I react, like a convict, and start killin' shit\nIt's manifested, the God's work like appliances\nDealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\nThe 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\nYou try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (blaow)\nNo question, I send your ass back, right to the essence\nYour whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\nWhile I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\nThrowin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (cash rules)\nEverything around me, black, as you can see\nSwallow this murder one verse like God Degree\nThen analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\nYou adapt like a flashback, chain reaction\n(Lace 'em niggas, son)\nAK's black, bust back like seventy MACs\nI'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\nRon G, you know he coincide with me, see\nMarvelous, menace for society\nBut anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\nI max the most shotguns through the nose\nFuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\nThe witty unpredictable live shit, drive by shit\nDo-or-die shit, I'll take your lie and shit\nAnd then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal, foul\nFall through, child was wild\nThe old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know it, one love, kid\nNo, I'm not doin' a bid\nToo much to get for what 'cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap\nSneakers stay jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga\n(Bring it, yeah)\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology (feat. 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We'll take you to war, okay?\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' cream like that nigga\n  Yo, first of all, son, peep the arson (blaow)\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react, like a convict, and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the God's work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (blaow)\n  No question, I send your ass back, right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God Degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback, chain reaction\n  (Lace 'em niggas, son)\n  AK's black, bust back like seventy MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous, menace for society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears, and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive by shit\n  Do-or-die shit, I'll take your lie and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal, foul\n  Fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know it, one love, kid\n  No, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what 'cause six niggas got stuck\n  And the nigga chain was truck?\n  Yo, fuck that, criminology rap\n  Sneakers stay jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga\n  (Bring it, yeah)\n  Much love go to New York City\n  All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n"},{"id":34359190,"name":"Criminology  (feat. 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\nFor real, y'all\nTakin' you on another one, son\nUhh, Julio Iglesias\nMakin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\nYo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\nMany brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\nCall me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\nI hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\nExtravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\nThen I react like a convict and start killin' shit\nIt's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\nDealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\nThe 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\nYou try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! 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'Cause six niggas got stuck\nAnd the nigga chain was truck?\nYo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\nJet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\nMuch love go to New York City\nAll my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.01] \"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin' little monkey, not to fuck me\"\n[00:04.23] \"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n[00:08.17] \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n[00:12.06] \"You wanna go to war? 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Blaow!)\n[00:55.94] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.34] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.67] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.45] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.79] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.38] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.94] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.47] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.91] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.28] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.58] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.11] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.28] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.01] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.66] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.75] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.25] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.38] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.67] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.05] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.38] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.67] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.49] Too much to get for what? 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n[00:16.75] For real, y'all\n[00:19.03] Takin' you on another one, son\n[00:23.44] Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n[00:27.60] Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n[00:30.48] Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n[00:33.04] Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n[00:36.10] Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n[00:38.63] I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n[00:41.38] Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n[00:43.61] Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n[00:46.26] It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n[00:48.55] Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n[00:51.16] The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n[00:53.42] You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n[00:55.95] No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n[00:58.33] Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n[01:00.62] While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n[01:03.44] Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n[01:05.70] Everything around me, black, as you can see\n[01:08.30] Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n[01:10.91] Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n[01:13.42] You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n[01:20.93] AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n[01:23.29] I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n[01:25.58] Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n[01:28.17] Marvelous menace fo' society\n[01:30.25] But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n[01:33.00] I max the most shotguns through the nose\n[01:35.63] Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n[01:37.74] 'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n[01:40.26] The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n[01:43.39] Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n[01:45.68] And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n[01:48.00] Foul, fall through, child was wild\n[01:50.39] The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n[01:52.66] One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n[01:55.44] Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n[01:58.59] And the nigga chain was truck?\n[01:59.89] Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n[02:02.73] Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n[02:08.35] \n[02:25.80] Much love go to New York City\n[02:28.26] All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n[02:31.59] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Criminology\n  artist: Raekwon feat. Ghostface Killah\n  album: Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...\n  duration_ms: 227000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"I told you a long time ago, you fuckin'' little monkey, not to fuck me\"'\n  start_ms: 10\n  end_ms: 4260\n- text: '\"Ay ay, who the fuck you think you talkin'' to, huh? (You wanna fuck wit-)\"'\n  start_ms: 4260\n  end_ms: 8180\n- text: '\"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin'' bellboy?\"'\n  start_ms: 8180\n  end_ms: 12060\n- text: '\"You wanna go to war? 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You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 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(You wanna fuck wit-)\"\n  \"Who the fuck you think I am, your fuckin' bellboy?\"\n  \"You wanna go to war? You wanna go to war, okay?\" (Comin' up on half a mil', we build)\n  For real, y'all\n  Takin' you on another one, son\n  Uhh, Julio Iglesias\n  Makin' C.R.E.A.M. like that nigga\n\n  Yo, (Blaow!) first of all, son, peep the arson\n  Many brothers I be sparkin' and bustin' mad light inside the dark\n  Call me dough snatcher, just the brother for the rapture\n  I hang glide, holdin' on strong, hard to capture\n  Extravagant, RZA bake the track and it's militant\n  Then I react like a convict and start killin' shit\n  It's manifested, the Gods work like appliances\n  Dealin' in my cypher I revolve around sciences\n  The 9th chamber, leave you trapped inside my hallway\n  You try to flee but you got smoked up by the doorway (Blaow! Blaow!)\n  No question, I send your ass back right to the essence\n  Your whole frame is smothered in dirt, now how you restin'?\n  While I'll be trapped by sounds, locked behind loops\n  Throwin' niggas off airplanes 'cause cash rules (Cash rules)\n  Everything around me, black, as you can see\n  Swallow this murder one verse like God degree\n  Then analyze my soundtrack for satisfaction\n  You adapt like a flashback chain reaction (Lace them niggas, son)\n\n  AK's black, bust back like 70 MACs\n  I'm all that, street niggas knowin' my steez, black\n  Ron G, you know he coincide with me, see\n  Marvelous menace fo' society\n  But anyway, let's toast, champagne thoughts with Ghost\n  I max the most shotguns through the nose\n  Fuck rap, hip-hop put me on top\n  'Lo wears and Tommy Hil' fly shit with a knot\n  The witty unpredictable live shit, drive-by shit\n  Do or die shit, I'll take your lye and shit\n  And then you know, I'm runnin' through the penal\n  Foul, fall through, child was wild\n  The old lady snitched, but fuck it, you know what?\n  One love, kid, no, I'm not doin' a bid\n  Too much to get for what? 'Cause six niggas got stuck\n  And the nigga chain was truck?\n  Yo, fuck that, criminology rap, sneakers stay\n  Jet black floatin' in the flyest Ac', nigga (Bring it, yeah)\n\n  Much love go to New York City\n  All my Tommy Hil', ice rockin' niggas\n"},{"id":35995223,"name":"Glaciers of Ice","trackName":"Glaciers of Ice","artistName":"Raekwon feat. Ghostface Killah & Masta Killa","albumName":"Criminology / Glaciers of Ice","duration":293.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(feat. Ghostface Killah, Masta Killa, Blue Raspberry and Assassin)\n\nIntro: [LP Version]\n\nYeah\nYo son we gotta take it and go get the Clarks man\nYo, check it out, yo\nYo, I got a new, wooooo! Niggaz don't even know son\nYo check the joint\nBoom, yo I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now\nCheck it out, boom, this how you freak em, boom\nYou go get you go get the cream joints right? Boom\nNow now, all you all you dye, is this shit right here\nBoom, and this, yaknowhatI'msayin? Any color you want\nBut it'd be like, blue and cream, yaknowhatI'msayin?\nShit like that, niggaz don't even know this stuff\nWord is bond I'ma rock niggaz this summer, on the real\nKnowhatI'msayin? Yo son, I had crazy visions\nCheck it out check it out check it out, boom\nJust imagine if you buy, ooooh! Check it out\nJust imagine you bought navy blue, right\nA navy blue, a navy blue pair right, boom\nOf this, of this shit, knowhatI'msayin?\nBut dye gold top and got cream on top\nThen you can have any color like\nBut you gotta drip it like it's marble cake...\n\nIntro Two: Raekwon the Chef\n\nKnowhatI'msayin? Yeah yeah yeah yeah\nCheck it, yo, yo, yo, yo\n\nVerse One: Raekwon the Chef\n\nStand on the block Reebok gun cocked\nAvalance rock get paid off mass murderous services\nChef break em, watch the alley cats bake em\nwatch the alley cats bake em\nFour-nine made em, Jah create em take em\nquick fast we reflect like the sky be blue true\nWu-Tang saga continue\nrap Myer Lansky, crash ya fantasy\nget high fellas, stand by, 'here's the plan, see?'\nsit back collectin' Tecs N checks and\nblowin slow in a Montaro flexin\nBeats break heavily word to INS bless me\nBlow me like three bags of cess\nFor real from the Killa Hill locked and caged in\nWe're swarm representatives, reactin like paid men\nStrive for why's, nine lives in lies\nMax sell and enjoy the highs -- what\n\nChorus/Break:\n\n[Raekwon the Chef] The treasure is the glaciers of ice\n[Ghostface] Orginal man\n[Raekwon/Ghost] Posess the power to hold G's guns and grams\n[Ghostface] Caker baker\n[Raekwon the Chef] Pull off a keystone caper\nPoint out the baddest bitch in the crowd\n[Raekwon/Ghost] And i'm a scrape her\n\nVerse Two: Master Killer\n\nProceed with caution as you enter the symphony\nDegrees of pulse will increase intensely\nSyndrome was caused by the deadly drums\nBut the battle was won by swords being swung\nSlicing with a vocal\nFrom the international vocalist\nYa style is too local\nTo fuck with this\nAll fits of antagonists\nNo assistance movin motionless\nMysterious swiftness\nThoughts roll down the shaft of the brain\nMental gives the signal to the physical\nWhirlwind kicks and hits from every angle\nViolent temperments\nUncountenance dented\nPoison vintage wine rhymes I invented\nChumped by the drunken punches that punches the heart\nVital sparks from the arteries start\n\nVerse Three: Ghostface Killer\n\nThe treasure is the glaciers of ice original man\nPosess the power of hold G's guns and grams\nStraight up and down it's all good\nPeace to them check castin chain snatchin gun flashin\nNiggaz in the hood bubblin good\nAnalyze stocks, we'll be buyin lion heads and cloths\nTo all my house bitches, Starks will be home soon\nI'm on tour chill, catch you Ninety-Six in June\nBut until then my ten-man team be safe\nChill on the whips to settle this, we can all get laced\nTake a boat cruise, sip daquiris and max swimmin pools\nFly jewels Wally shoes blow stacks relax kid\nblack kids got a cravin for grapes until we get back\nI'm packed leave the Mac that you're with\nbut whatever, I gotta hit other sides of the Earth\nSpread Wu-ness, foolish, civilization's cursed\nBut luckily I'm born to be wild and aure-al\nMove crowds collect twenty thou and then we out\nHeavy convoys my crew keep pretty boys paranoid\nBlow like a steroid pat Dan's they're Akyroid\nMy seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\nthat's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n\nChorus [all done by Ghostface]\n\nOutro: Ghostface\n\nmy seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\nthat's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n\n{it's been a long time...\nsince Wu-Tang family came to shine...}","syncedLyrics":"[00:04.36] (feat. 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Check it out\n[00:46.66] Just imagine you bought navy blue, right\n[00:47.90] A navy blue, a navy blue pair right, boom\n[00:50.09] Of this, of this shit, knowhatI'msayin?\n[00:52.25] But dye gold top and got cream on top\n[00:55.58] Then you can have any color like\n[00:56.89] But you gotta drip it like it's marble cake...\n[00:58.65] Intro Two: Raekwon the Chef\n[01:00.04] KnowhatI'msayin? Yeah yeah yeah yeah\n[01:01.54] Check it, yo, yo, yo, yo\n[01:04.14] Verse One: Raekwon the Chef\n[01:05.75] Stand on the block Reebok gun cocked\n[01:07.28] Avalance rock get paid off mass murderous services\n[01:09.94] Chef break em, watch the alley cats bake em\n[01:13.01] watch the alley cats bake em\n[01:14.07] Four-nine made em, Jah create em take em\n[01:16.12] quick fast we reflect like the sky be blue true\n[01:18.52] Wu-Tang saga continue\n[01:20.44] rap Myer Lansky, crash ya fantasy\n[01:22.76] get high fellas, stand by, 'here's the plan, see?'\n[01:25.17] sit back collectin' Tecs N checks and\n[01:27.69] blowin slow in a Montaro flexin\n[01:29.78] Beats break heavily word to INS bless me\n[01:32.42] Blow me like three bags of cess\n[01:34.72] For real from the Killa Hill locked and caged in\n[01:36.88] We're swarm representatives, reactin like paid men\n[01:39.48] Strive for why's, nine lives in lies\n[01:41.20] Max sell and enjoy the highs -- what\n[01:43.60] Chorus/Break:\n[01:44.16] [Raekwon the Chef] The treasure is the glaciers of ice\n[01:45.63] [Ghostface] Orginal man\n[01:46.76] [Raekwon/Ghost] Posess the power to hold G's guns and grams\n[01:48.82] [Ghostface] Caker baker\n[01:50.45] [Raekwon the Chef] Pull off a keystone caper\n[01:51.75] Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd\n[01:53.58] [Raekwon/Ghost] And i'm a scrape her\n[01:54.37] Verse Two: Master Killer\n[01:54.86] Proceed with caution as you enter the symphony\n[01:55.87] Degrees of pulse will increase intensely\n[01:58.56] Syndrome was caused by the deadly drums\n[02:00.82] But the battle was won by swords being swung\n[02:03.41] Slicing with a vocal\n[02:05.25] From the international vocalist\n[02:06.84] Ya style is too local\n[02:08.18] To fuck with this\n[02:09.25] All fits of antagonists\n[02:10.79] No assistance movin motionless\n[02:12.82] Mysterious swiftness\n[02:14.48] Thoughts roll down the shaft of the brain\n[02:16.53] Mental gives the signal to the physical\n[02:18.88] Whirlwind kicks and hits from every angle\n[02:20.66] Violent temperments\n[02:22.83] Uncountenance dented\n[02:25.67] Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented\n[02:27.27] Chumped by the drunken punches that punches the heart\n[02:29.55] Vital sparks from the arteries start\n[02:40.46] Verse Three: Ghostface Killer\n[02:47.36] The treasure is the glaciers of ice original man\n[02:52.25] Posess the power of hold G's guns and grams\n[02:53.76] Straight up and down it's all good\n[02:55.32] Peace to them check castin chain snatchin gun flashin\n[02:58.29] Niggaz in the hood bubblin good\n[03:00.03] Analyze stocks, we'll be buyin lion heads and cloths\n[03:03.15] To all my house bitches, Starks will be home soon\n[03:05.54] I'm on tour chill, catch you Ninety-Six in June\n[03:07.98] But until then my ten-man team be safe\n[03:10.53] Chill on the whips to settle this, we can all get laced\n[03:12.62] Take a boat cruise, sip daquiris and max swimmin pools\n[03:15.24] Fly jewels Wally shoes blow stacks relax kid\n[03:18.30] black kids got a cravin for grapes until we get back\n[03:20.18] I'm packed leave the Mac that you're with\n[03:22.77] but whatever, I gotta hit other sides of the Earth\n[03:24.42] Spread Wu-ness, foolish, civilization's cursed\n[03:26.93] But luckily I'm born to be wild and aure-al\n[03:29.32] Move crowds collect twenty thou and then we out\n[03:31.61] Heavy convoys my crew keep pretty boys paranoid\n[03:34.39] Blow like a steroid pat Dan's they're Akyroid\n[03:36.91] My seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\n[03:39.53] that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n[03:44.97] Chorus [all done by Ghostface]\n[03:58.45] Outro: Ghostface\n[03:59.02] my seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\n[04:00.82] that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n[04:03.98] {it's been a long time...\n[04:19.39] since Wu-Tang family came to shine...}\n[04:37.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Glaciers of Ice\n  artist: Raekwon feat. 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that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n  start_ms: 219530\n  end_ms: 224970\n- text: Chorus [all done by Ghostface]\n  start_ms: 224970\n  end_ms: 238450\n- text: 'Outro: Ghostface'\n  start_ms: 238450\n  end_ms: 239020\n- text: my seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\n  start_ms: 239020\n  end_ms: 240820\n- text: that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n  start_ms: 240820\n  end_ms: 243980\n- text: '{it''s been a long time...'\n  start_ms: 243980\n  end_ms: 259390\n- text: since Wu-Tang family came to shine...}\n  start_ms: 259390\n  end_ms: 277000\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 277000\nplain: |-\n  (feat. Ghostface Killah, Masta Killa, Blue Raspberry and Assassin)\n\n  Intro: [LP Version]\n\n  Yeah\n  Yo son we gotta take it and go get the Clarks man\n  Yo, check it out, yo\n  Yo, I got a new, wooooo! Niggaz don't even know son\n  Yo check the joint\n  Boom, yo I got a crazy idea how to do Clarks now\n  Check it out, boom, this how you freak em, boom\n  You go get you go get the cream joints right? Boom\n  Now now, all you all you dye, is this shit right here\n  Boom, and this, yaknowhatI'msayin? Any color you want\n  But it'd be like, blue and cream, yaknowhatI'msayin?\n  Shit like that, niggaz don't even know this stuff\n  Word is bond I'ma rock niggaz this summer, on the real\n  KnowhatI'msayin? Yo son, I had crazy visions\n  Check it out check it out check it out, boom\n  Just imagine if you buy, ooooh! Check it out\n  Just imagine you bought navy blue, right\n  A navy blue, a navy blue pair right, boom\n  Of this, of this shit, knowhatI'msayin?\n  But dye gold top and got cream on top\n  Then you can have any color like\n  But you gotta drip it like it's marble cake...\n\n  Intro Two: Raekwon the Chef\n\n  KnowhatI'msayin? Yeah yeah yeah yeah\n  Check it, yo, yo, yo, yo\n\n  Verse One: Raekwon the Chef\n\n  Stand on the block Reebok gun cocked\n  Avalance rock get paid off mass murderous services\n  Chef break em, watch the alley cats bake em\n  watch the alley cats bake em\n  Four-nine made em, Jah create em take em\n  quick fast we reflect like the sky be blue true\n  Wu-Tang saga continue\n  rap Myer Lansky, crash ya fantasy\n  get high fellas, stand by, 'here's the plan, see?'\n  sit back collectin' Tecs N checks and\n  blowin slow in a Montaro flexin\n  Beats break heavily word to INS bless me\n  Blow me like three bags of cess\n  For real from the Killa Hill locked and caged in\n  We're swarm representatives, reactin like paid men\n  Strive for why's, nine lives in lies\n  Max sell and enjoy the highs -- what\n\n  Chorus/Break:\n\n  [Raekwon the Chef] The treasure is the glaciers of ice\n  [Ghostface] Orginal man\n  [Raekwon/Ghost] Posess the power to hold G's guns and grams\n  [Ghostface] Caker baker\n  [Raekwon the Chef] Pull off a keystone caper\n  Point out the baddest bitch in the crowd\n  [Raekwon/Ghost] And i'm a scrape her\n\n  Verse Two: Master Killer\n\n  Proceed with caution as you enter the symphony\n  Degrees of pulse will increase intensely\n  Syndrome was caused by the deadly drums\n  But the battle was won by swords being swung\n  Slicing with a vocal\n  From the international vocalist\n  Ya style is too local\n  To fuck with this\n  All fits of antagonists\n  No assistance movin motionless\n  Mysterious swiftness\n  Thoughts roll down the shaft of the brain\n  Mental gives the signal to the physical\n  Whirlwind kicks and hits from every angle\n  Violent temperments\n  Uncountenance dented\n  Poison vintage wine rhymes I invented\n  Chumped by the drunken punches that punches the heart\n  Vital sparks from the arteries start\n\n  Verse Three: Ghostface Killer\n\n  The treasure is the glaciers of ice original man\n  Posess the power of hold G's guns and grams\n  Straight up and down it's all good\n  Peace to them check castin chain snatchin gun flashin\n  Niggaz in the hood bubblin good\n  Analyze stocks, we'll be buyin lion heads and cloths\n  To all my house bitches, Starks will be home soon\n  I'm on tour chill, catch you Ninety-Six in June\n  But until then my ten-man team be safe\n  Chill on the whips to settle this, we can all get laced\n  Take a boat cruise, sip daquiris and max swimmin pools\n  Fly jewels Wally shoes blow stacks relax kid\n  black kids got a cravin for grapes until we get back\n  I'm packed leave the Mac that you're with\n  but whatever, I gotta hit other sides of the Earth\n  Spread Wu-ness, foolish, civilization's cursed\n  But luckily I'm born to be wild and aure-al\n  Move crowds collect twenty thou and then we out\n  Heavy convoys my crew keep pretty boys paranoid\n  Blow like a steroid pat Dan's they're Akyroid\n  My seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\n  that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n\n  Chorus [all done by Ghostface]\n\n  Outro: Ghostface\n\n  my seeds growin his seeds marry his seeds\n  that's how we keep Wu-Tang money all up in the family\n\n  {it's been a long time...\n  since Wu-Tang family came to shine...}\n"},{"id":3679498,"name":"Criminology 2.5","trackName":"Criminology 2.5","artistName":"Raekwon feat. 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