[{"id":10570954,"name":"The Sweet Science","trackName":"The Sweet Science","artistName":"Rasco feat. Chali 2na","albumName":"Escape From Alcatraz","duration":243.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(feat. Chali 2na (Jurassic 5))\n\n[CHORUS: x3]\nHere we go, here we go, here we go, get your guards up\nKnowin' we got the sweet science\n\n[Rasco]\nI, enter the ring\nTouchdown ready to swing\nMy footwork quick hit y'all with hard licks\nI'm Cassius Clay\nY'all niggaz be the last to spray\nI'm here to whoop a niggaz ass today\nSo I, tighten the gloves\nThe world 'bout to show me some love\nI work hard better put up your guard\nI spent time out in the yard, I'm here to train me and my squad\nMy head straight baby me and my God\nTechniques obsolete, I want the crowd up on they feet\nThe world champ that they couldn't defeat\nMe and Charlie 2n, PLATOON!\nY'all cats better give us some room\nI sidestep then I lower the boom\nYou cats better call your goons\nTonight 'cos I've entered the zone\nFirst round, put your back on the ground\nI'm the best pound for pound, you out never hearin' a sound\nFace straight now I'm spinnin' you round and round\n\n[CHORUS]\n\n[Chali 2na]\nYo, the ring is now a disaster scene\nAs the trainers apply vaseline, I come to smash the king\nThe fight game dominator, I'm bringing the drama hater the common denominator\nRespondin' to trauma greater than most'\nAs my fatal fists begin, the volatile combination of leather sweat and skin\nIs slittin' yo eyebrow for spittin' this glass style\nRepetitious hittin' my mittens are hostile\nFo' sure the southpaw nigga star can outspar\nCompetitive outlaws with delicate glass jaws\nApplause and Paparazzi flash, you can not see past\nWhen me and Rasco control the fiasco\nUnmask those, untalented assholes\nWith fast blows to physically challenge my past foes\nWe smash those degenerate weak ducks\nAnd I catch a heat rush from the canvas my feet touch\n\n[CHORUS]\n\n[Rasco]\nI run six miles a day\nTo outlast niggaz, I'm top class\nHopin' that you challenger talk trash\nYou get dropped fast, baby we rock last\nYou on the undercard stuck, runnin' without gas\nI stick jabs in ya abs and stay in the lab, rhymin'\nGoin' for feints and bad timin'\nIt be the team that'll shatter your spleen\nI go twelve rounds baby 'til your clock is clean\nNA MEAN\n\n[Chali 2na]\nSwift to avenge Sugar Ray\nI'm Roy Jones, to you toy clones\nSend 'em back in a brutal way\nRush to follow, as I crush the hollow\nWith the knowledge and the insight of a, custom model\nI paint a bizarre picture to break your whole structure\nThe texture of your face cracked and fractured\nYou wheeze and sob, as I weave and bob\nWe relieve your squad, you better believe the odds are against you\n\n[CHORUS]","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: The Sweet Science\n  artist: Rasco feat. Chali 2na\n  album: Escape From Alcatraz\n  duration_ms: 243000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  (feat. Chali 2na (Jurassic 5))\n\n  [CHORUS: x3]\n  Here we go, here we go, here we go, get your guards up\n  Knowin' we got the sweet science\n\n  [Rasco]\n  I, enter the ring\n  Touchdown ready to swing\n  My footwork quick hit y'all with hard licks\n  I'm Cassius Clay\n  Y'all niggaz be the last to spray\n  I'm here to whoop a niggaz ass today\n  So I, tighten the gloves\n  The world 'bout to show me some love\n  I work hard better put up your guard\n  I spent time out in the yard, I'm here to train me and my squad\n  My head straight baby me and my God\n  Techniques obsolete, I want the crowd up on they feet\n  The world champ that they couldn't defeat\n  Me and Charlie 2n, PLATOON!\n  Y'all cats better give us some room\n  I sidestep then I lower the boom\n  You cats better call your goons\n  Tonight 'cos I've entered the zone\n  First round, put your back on the ground\n  I'm the best pound for pound, you out never hearin' a sound\n  Face straight now I'm spinnin' you round and round\n\n  [CHORUS]\n\n  [Chali 2na]\n  Yo, the ring is now a disaster scene\n  As the trainers apply vaseline, I come to smash the king\n  The fight game dominator, I'm bringing the drama hater the common denominator\n  Respondin' to trauma greater than most'\n  As my fatal fists begin, the volatile combination of leather sweat and skin\n  Is slittin' yo eyebrow for spittin' this glass style\n  Repetitious hittin' my mittens are hostile\n  Fo' sure the southpaw nigga star can outspar\n  Competitive outlaws with delicate glass jaws\n  Applause and Paparazzi flash, you can not see past\n  When me and Rasco control the fiasco\n  Unmask those, untalented assholes\n  With fast blows to physically challenge my past foes\n  We smash those degenerate weak ducks\n  And I catch a heat rush from the canvas my feet touch\n\n  [CHORUS]\n\n  [Rasco]\n  I run six miles a day\n  To outlast niggaz, I'm top class\n  Hopin' that you challenger talk trash\n  You get dropped fast, baby we rock last\n  You on the undercard stuck, runnin' without gas\n  I stick jabs in ya abs and stay in the lab, rhymin'\n  Goin' for feints and bad timin'\n  It be the team that'll shatter your spleen\n  I go twelve rounds baby 'til your clock is clean\n  NA MEAN\n\n  [Chali 2na]\n  Swift to avenge Sugar Ray\n  I'm Roy Jones, to you toy clones\n  Send 'em back in a brutal way\n  Rush to follow, as I crush the hollow\n  With the knowledge and the insight of a, custom model\n  I paint a bizarre picture to break your whole structure\n  The texture of your face cracked and fractured\n  You wheeze and sob, as I weave and bob\n  We relieve your squad, you better believe the odds are against you\n\n  [CHORUS]\n"}]