[{"id":36652015,"name":"Tyranny","trackName":"Tyranny","artistName":"Ransom","albumName":"Heavy is the Head","duration":165.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Yeah\nIt's that butter, that pure white\nThis ain't that cookie cutter shit them niggas got over there, nah\nThis that soul for the heart, that shit mama be talkin' 'bout\nListen\n\nSuccess, that's how you punish 'em\nThese people sleepin' on you, just fluff the pillows to comfort them\nMy brother always told me, they give you shade, throw the sun at them\n\nThe best thing you could do for poor people is not be one of 'em\nSo I ain't gon' be one of 'em\nThese same motherfuckers that's tryna humble 'em\nThey wasn't around for the stomach rumblings\nI come in peace but can't guarantee you won't leave in pieces\nBe discreet with those civilians who tend to believe in secrets\nSee the streets is not for the games, so leave the bleachers\nWe the reapers, and'll leave pools of blood by the feet of preachers\nI 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brightest stars\nWhat's the price of hard if you sold the weight?\nJust control your fate, know you great\nMy bars are written to motivate\nStop lettin' snake niggas show they face like they know they safe\nHold your place, can't count the tears at a soldier's wake\nRespect is somethin' we can't negotiate\n\nNiggas is cold-blooded\n\"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\nThem niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\nStab you in your back for your budget\nThem niggas cold-blooded\nThese niggas cold-blooded\n\"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\nThem niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\nStab you in your back for your budget\nThem niggas cold-blooded\n\nThey say a king's willingness for violence\nIs his greatest attribute or his biggest detriment","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.67] Yeah\n[00:06.19] It's that butter, that pure white\n[00:12.70] This ain't that cookie cutter shit them niggas got over there, nah\n[00:18.01] This that soul for the heart, that shit mama be talkin' 'bout\n[00:23.12] Listen\n[00:24.52] Success, that's how you punish 'em\n[00:26.30] These people sleepin' on you, just fluff the pillows to comfort them\n[00:29.39] My brother always told me, they give you shade, throw the sun at them\n[00:32.26] The best thing you could do for poor people is not be one of 'em\n[00:35.26] So I ain't gon' be one of 'em\n[00:36.65] These same motherfuckers that's tryna humble 'em\n[00:38.81] They wasn't around for the stomach rumblings\n[00:40.97] I come in peace but can't guarantee you won't leave in pieces\n[00:43.71] Be discreet with those civilians who tend to believe in secrets\n[00:46.62] See the streets is not for the games, so leave the bleachers\n[00:49.54] We the reapers, and'll leave pools of blood by the feet of preachers\n[00:52.54] I don't glorify it, I keep it real, I think you oughta try it\n[00:55.91] You look the part and so they sorta buy it\n[00:58.15] I don't feel a need to record with liars\n[01:00.48] I'm awfully biased, I'm for all survivors\n[01:02.33] Have your jaw with wires if you thought to try us\n[01:04.76] It's imperative that you know this game\n[01:06.95] It's incredulous how I shoulder pain\n[01:09.19] In a effort to just control the flames\n[01:11.12] I was s'posed to change like Clark Kent into a Superman\n[01:14.46] But still I'm stuck in the lowest lane\n[01:17.27] That's why my soul is as cold as rain\n[01:19.35] But still I'm steady as a soldier's aim\n[01:21.56] I spill spaghetti when I blow your brain\n[01:24.00] Is you ready for this poker game?\n[01:25.97] Don't let my aces come and fold your frame\n[01:28.13] Deshaun Watson with this foreplay\n[01:30.00] Or bring the TECs in because most of you bitches rub me the wrong way\n[01:34.07] Matter fact, I'ma let the song play\n[01:35.85] Recite the bars like my life was scarred\n[01:37.82] I gambled and had to fight the odds\n[01:39.80] And despite of havin' a long day, I'm fightin' hard\n[01:42.55] 'Cause the darkest night gonna always produce the brightest stars\n[01:45.71] What's the price of hard if you sold the weight?\n[01:47.77] Just control your fate, know you great\n[01:49.51] My bars are written to motivate\n[01:51.46] Stop lettin' snake niggas show they face like they know they safe\n[01:54.58] Hold your place, can't count the tears at a soldier's wake\n[01:57.39] Respect is somethin' we can't negotiate\n[01:59.97] Niggas is cold-blooded\n[02:01.60] \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n[02:04.43] Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n[02:07.41] Stab you in your back for your budget\n[02:09.51] Them niggas cold-blooded\n[02:11.68] These niggas cold-blooded\n[02:13.30] \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n[02:16.16] Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n[02:19.16] Stab you in your back for your budget\n[02:21.16] Them niggas cold-blooded\n[02:24.92] \n[02:29.45] They say a king's willingness for violence\n[02:35.58] Is his greatest attribute or his biggest detriment\n[02:45.32] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Tyranny\n artist: Ransom\n album: Heavy is the Head\n duration_ms: 165000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah\n start_ms: 2670\n end_ms: 6190\n- text: It's that butter, that pure white\n start_ms: 6190\n end_ms: 12700\n- text: This ain't that cookie cutter shit them niggas got over there, nah\n start_ms: 12700\n end_ms: 18010\n- text: This that soul for the heart, that shit mama be talkin' 'bout\n start_ms: 18010\n end_ms: 23120\n- text: Listen\n start_ms: 23120\n end_ms: 24520\n- text: Success, that's how you punish 'em\n start_ms: 24520\n end_ms: 26300\n- text: These people sleepin' on you, just fluff the pillows to comfort them\n start_ms: 26300\n end_ms: 29390\n- text: My brother always told me, they give you shade, throw the sun at them\n start_ms: 29390\n end_ms: 32260\n- text: The best thing you could do for poor 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pieces\n Be discreet with those civilians who tend to believe in secrets\n See the streets is not for the games, so leave the bleachers\n We the reapers, and'll leave pools of blood by the feet of preachers\n I don't glorify it, I keep it real, I think you oughta try it\n\n You look the part and so they sorta buy it\n\n I don't feel a need to record with liars\n\n I'm awfully biased, I'm for all survivors\n Have your jaw with wires if you thought to try us\n\n It's imperative that you know this game\n It's incredulous how I shoulder pain\n\n In a effort to just control the flames\n I was s'posed to change like Clark Kent into a Superman\n But still I'm stuck in the lowest lane\n\n That's why my soul is as cold as rain\n But still I'm steady as a soldier's aim\n I spill spaghetti when I blow your brain\n\n Is you ready for this poker game?\n Don't let my aces come and fold your frame\n Deshaun Watson with this foreplay\n Or bring the TECs in because most of you bitches rub me the wrong way\n\n Matter fact, I'ma let the song play\n Recite the bars like my life was scarred\n I gambled and had to fight the odds\n\n And despite of havin' a long day, I'm fightin' hard\n 'Cause the darkest night gonna always produce the brightest stars\n What's the price of hard if you sold the weight?\n Just control your fate, know you great\n My bars are written to motivate\n Stop lettin' snake niggas show they face like they know they safe\n Hold your place, can't count the tears at a soldier's wake\n Respect is somethin' we can't negotiate\n\n Niggas is cold-blooded\n \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n Stab you in your back for your budget\n Them niggas cold-blooded\n These niggas cold-blooded\n \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n Stab you in your back for your budget\n Them niggas cold-blooded\n\n They say a king's 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white\n[00:12.70] This ain't that cookie cutter shit them niggas got over there, nah\n[00:18.01] This that soul for the heart, that shit mama be talkin' 'bout\n[00:23.12] Listen\n[00:24.52] Success, that's how you punish 'em\n[00:26.30] These people sleepin' on you, just fluff the pillows to comfort them\n[00:29.39] My brother always told me, they give you shade, throw the sun at them\n[00:32.26] The best thing you could do for poor people is not be one of 'em\n[00:35.26] So I ain't gon' be one of 'em\n[00:36.65] These same motherfuckers that's tryna humble 'em\n[00:38.81] They wasn't around for the stomach rumblings\n[00:40.97] I come in peace but can't guarantee you won't leave in pieces\n[00:43.71] Be discreet with those civilians who tend to believe in secrets\n[00:46.62] See the streets is not for the games, so leave the bleachers\n[00:49.54] We the reapers, and'll leave pools of blood by the feet of preachers\n[00:52.54] I don't glorify it, I keep it real, I think you oughta try it\n[00:55.91] You look the part and so they sorta buy it\n[00:58.15] I don't feel a need to record with liars\n[01:00.48] I'm awfully biased, I'm for all survivors\n[01:02.33] Have your jaw with wires if you thought to try us\n[01:04.76] It's imperative that you know this game\n[01:06.95] It's incredulous how I shoulder pain\n[01:09.19] In a effort to just control the flames\n[01:11.12] I was s'posed to change like Clark Kent into a Superman\n[01:14.46] But still I'm stuck in the lowest lane\n[01:17.27] That's why my soul is as cold as rain\n[01:19.35] But still I'm steady as a soldier's aim\n[01:21.56] I spill spaghetti when I blow your brain\n[01:24.00] Is you ready for this poker game?\n[01:25.97] Don't let my aces come and fold your frame\n[01:28.13] Deshaun Watson with this foreplay\n[01:30.00] Or bring the TECs in because most of you bitches rub me the wrong way\n[01:34.07] Matter fact, I'ma let the song play\n[01:35.85] Recite the bars like my life was scarred\n[01:37.82] I 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niggas cold-blooded\n start_ms: 136160\n end_ms: 139160\n- text: Stab you in your back for your budget\n start_ms: 139160\n end_ms: 141160\n- text: Them niggas cold-blooded\n start_ms: 141160\n end_ms: 144920\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 144920\n end_ms: 149450\n- text: They say a king's willingness for violence\n start_ms: 149450\n end_ms: 155580\n- text: Is his greatest attribute or his biggest detriment\n start_ms: 155580\n end_ms: 165320\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 165320\nplain: |-\n Yeah\n It's that butter, that pure white\n This ain't that cookie cutter shit them niggas got over there, nah\n This that soul for the heart, that shit mama be talkin' 'bout\n Listen\n\n Success, that's how you punish 'em\n These people sleepin' on you, just fluff the pillows to comfort them\n My brother always told me, they give you shade, throw the sun at them\n\n The best thing you could do for poor people is not be one of 'em\n So I ain't gon' be one of 'em\n These same motherfuckers that's tryna humble 'em\n They wasn't around for the stomach rumblings\n I come in peace but can't guarantee you won't leave in pieces\n Be discreet with those civilians who tend to believe in secrets\n See the streets is not for the games, so leave the bleachers\n We the reapers, and'll leave pools of blood by the feet of preachers\n I don't glorify it, I keep it real, I think you oughta try it\n\n You look the part and so they sorta buy it\n\n I don't feel a need to record with liars\n\n I'm awfully biased, I'm for all survivors\n Have your jaw with wires if you thought to try us\n\n It's imperative that you know this game\n It's incredulous how I shoulder pain\n\n In a effort to just control the flames\n I was s'posed to change like Clark Kent into a Superman\n But still I'm stuck in the lowest lane\n\n That's why my soul is as cold as rain\n But still I'm steady as a soldier's aim\n I spill spaghetti when I blow your brain\n\n Is you ready for this poker game?\n Don't let my aces come and fold your frame\n Deshaun Watson with this foreplay\n Or bring the TECs in because most of you bitches rub me the wrong way\n\n Matter fact, I'ma let the song play\n Recite the bars like my life was scarred\n I gambled and had to fight the odds\n\n And despite of havin' a long day, I'm fightin' hard\n 'Cause the darkest night gonna always produce the brightest stars\n What's the price of hard if you sold the weight?\n Just control your fate, know you great\n My bars are written to motivate\n Stop lettin' snake niggas show they face like they know they safe\n Hold your place, can't count the tears at a soldier's wake\n Respect is somethin' we can't negotiate\n\n Niggas is cold-blooded\n \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n Stab you in your back for your budget\n Them niggas cold-blooded\n These niggas cold-blooded\n \"He ain't mean to do it\", same thing that he told the judges\n Them niggas don't love us, most niggas cold-blooded\n Stab you in your back for your budget\n Them niggas cold-blooded\n\n They say a king's willingness for violence\n Is his greatest attribute or his biggest detriment\n"}]