[{"id":1310841,"name":"Welcome (Interlude)","trackName":"Welcome (Interlude)","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters","duration":126.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(DJ SAYWHAT?)\nOur phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\nAt 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n(Redman) Welcome\nThat's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n(Redman) Welcome\n\n*Ringing phone is answered*\nAiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\nI'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\nGettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n\nHi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n\nWelcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\nAs we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\nWe uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\nJammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\nAnd for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n\nI said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n(As I kiss the sky)\nI said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n(As I kiss the sky)\n\nBomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\nRepresent Jersey, the land of firearms\nHotwired cars, emptying cigars\nAfros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\nIt's nasty as I come my shit be douche\nI used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\nChoose your weapon -- A FATALITY\nLine your crew up now -- BABALITY\nIn nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\nOn some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\nNuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\nMy network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\nOff the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\nAbout more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\nChi-Town where you at (we got your back)\nD.C. where you at (we got your back)\nMy crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\nGettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\nAhh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\nCan't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\nMost MC's are terrible, unbearable\nCouldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\nAhh no need to... act like he's shittin\nMan you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\nMy infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\nI'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.98] (DJ SAYWHAT?)\n[00:01.83] Our phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\n[00:03.06] At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n[00:05.10] (Redman) Welcome\n[00:05.67] That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n[00:06.48] (Redman) Welcome\n[00:06.91] *Ringing phone is answered*\n[00:07.17] Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\n[00:07.30] I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\n[00:11.25] Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n[00:16.35] Hi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n[00:21.75] Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\n[00:28.17] As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\n[00:31.97] We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\n[00:35.94] Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\n[00:40.18] And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n[00:44.37] I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n[00:47.28] (As I kiss the sky)\n[00:49.13] I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n[00:52.33] (As I kiss the sky)\n[00:54.68] Bomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\n[00:57.96] Represent Jersey, the land of firearms\n[01:00.32] Hotwired cars, emptying cigars\n[01:03.07] Afros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\n[01:06.02] It's nasty as I come my shit be douche\n[01:08.96] I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\n[01:11.51] Choose your weapon -- A FATALITY\n[01:13.97] Line your crew up now -- BABALITY\n[01:16.73] In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\n[01:19.66] On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\n[01:22.56] Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\n[01:25.11] My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\n[01:28.19] Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\n[01:30.83] About more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\n[01:33.32] Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)\n[01:36.17] D.C. where you at (we got your back)\n[01:38.92] My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\n[01:41.43] Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\n[01:44.14] Ahh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\n[01:46.83] Can't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\n[01:49.99] Most MC's are terrible, unbearable\n[01:52.79] Couldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\n[01:55.49] Ahh no need to... act like he's shittin\n[01:58.06] Man you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\n[02:01.06] My infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\n[02:03.33] I'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in\n[02:05.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Welcome (Interlude)\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters\n  duration_ms: 126000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (DJ SAYWHAT?)\n  start_ms: 980\n  end_ms: 1830\n- text: Our phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 1830\n  end_ms: 3060\n- text: At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n  start_ms: 3060\n  end_ms: 5100\n- text: (Redman) Welcome\n  start_ms: 5100\n  end_ms: 5670\n- text: That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n  start_ms: 5670\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: (Redman) Welcome\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 6910\n- text: '*Ringing phone is answered*'\n  start_ms: 6910\n  end_ms: 7170\n- text: Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\n  start_ms: 7170\n  end_ms: 7300\n- text: I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\n  start_ms: 7300\n  end_ms: 11250\n- text: Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 11250\n  end_ms: 16350\n- text: Hi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n  start_ms: 16350\n  end_ms: 21750\n- text: Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\n  start_ms: 21750\n  end_ms: 28170\n- text: As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\n  start_ms: 28170\n  end_ms: 31970\n- text: We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\n  start_ms: 31970\n  end_ms: 35940\n- text: Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\n  start_ms: 35940\n  end_ms: 40180\n- text: And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n  start_ms: 40180\n  end_ms: 44370\n- text: I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n  start_ms: 44370\n  end_ms: 47280\n- text: (As I kiss the sky)\n  start_ms: 47280\n  end_ms: 49130\n- text: I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n  start_ms: 49130\n  end_ms: 52330\n- text: (As I kiss the sky)\n  start_ms: 52330\n  end_ms: 54680\n- text: Bomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\n  start_ms: 54680\n  end_ms: 57960\n- text: Represent Jersey, the land of firearms\n  start_ms: 57960\n  end_ms: 60320\n- text: Hotwired cars, emptying cigars\n  start_ms: 60320\n  end_ms: 63070\n- text: Afros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\n  start_ms: 63070\n  end_ms: 66020\n- text: It's nasty as I come my shit be douche\n  start_ms: 66020\n  end_ms: 68960\n- text: I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\n  start_ms: 68960\n  end_ms: 71510\n- text: Choose your weapon -- A FATALITY\n  start_ms: 71510\n  end_ms: 73970\n- text: Line your crew up now -- BABALITY\n  start_ms: 73970\n  end_ms: 76730\n- text: In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\n  start_ms: 76730\n  end_ms: 79660\n- text: On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\n  start_ms: 79660\n  end_ms: 82560\n- text: Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\n  start_ms: 82560\n  end_ms: 85110\n- text: My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\n  start_ms: 85110\n  end_ms: 88190\n- text: Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\n  start_ms: 88190\n  end_ms: 90830\n- text: About more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\n  start_ms: 90830\n  end_ms: 93320\n- text: Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)\n  start_ms: 93320\n  end_ms: 96170\n- text: D.C. where you at (we got your back)\n  start_ms: 96170\n  end_ms: 98920\n- text: My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\n  start_ms: 98920\n  end_ms: 101430\n- text: Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\n  start_ms: 101430\n  end_ms: 104140\n- text: Ahh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\n  start_ms: 104140\n  end_ms: 106830\n- text: Can't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\n  start_ms: 106830\n  end_ms: 109990\n- text: Most MC's are terrible, unbearable\n  start_ms: 109990\n  end_ms: 112790\n- text: Couldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\n  start_ms: 112790\n  end_ms: 115490\n- text: Ahh no need to... act like he's shittin\n  start_ms: 115490\n  end_ms: 118060\n- text: Man you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\n  start_ms: 118060\n  end_ms: 121060\n- text: My infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\n  start_ms: 121060\n  end_ms: 123330\n- text: I'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in\n  start_ms: 123330\n  end_ms: 125540\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 125540\nplain: |-\n  (DJ SAYWHAT?)\n  Our phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\n  At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n  (Redman) Welcome\n  That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n  (Redman) Welcome\n\n  *Ringing phone is answered*\n  Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\n  I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\n  Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n\n  Hi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n\n  Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\n  As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\n  We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\n  Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\n  And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n\n  I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n  (As I kiss the sky)\n  I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n  (As I kiss the sky)\n\n  Bomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\n  Represent Jersey, the land of firearms\n  Hotwired cars, emptying cigars\n  Afros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\n  It's nasty as I come my shit be douche\n  I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\n  Choose your weapon -- A FATALITY\n  Line your crew up now -- BABALITY\n  In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\n  On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\n  Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\n  My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\n  Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\n  About more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\n  Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)\n  D.C. where you at (we got your back)\n  My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\n  Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\n  Ahh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\n  Can't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\n  Most MC's are terrible, unbearable\n  Couldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\n  Ahh no need to... act like he's shittin\n  Man you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\n  My infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\n  I'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in\n"},{"id":19787801,"name":"Welcome (Interlude)","trackName":"Welcome (Interlude)","artistName":"Redman","albumName":"Muddy Waters","duration":128.553917,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(DJ SAYWHAT?)\nOur phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\nAt 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n(Redman) Welcome\nThat's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n(Redman) Welcome\n\n*Ringing phone is answered*\nAiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\nI'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\nGettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n\nHi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n\nWelcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\nAs we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\nWe uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\nJammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\nAnd for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n\nI said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n(As I kiss the sky)\nI said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n(As I kiss the sky)\n\nBomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\nRepresent Jersey, the land of firearms\nHotwired cars, emptying cigars\nAfros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\nIt's nasty as I come my shit be douche\nI used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\nChoose your weapon -- A FATALITY\nLine your crew up now -- BABALITY\nIn nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\nOn some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\nNuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\nMy network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\nOff the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\nAbout more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\nChi-Town where you at (we got your back)\nD.C. where you at (we got your back)\nMy crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\nGettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\nAhh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\nCan't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\nMost MC's are terrible, unbearable\nCouldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\nAhh no need to... act like he's shittin\nMan you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\nMy infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\nI'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.98] (DJ SAYWHAT?)\n[00:01.83] Our phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\n[00:03.06] At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n[00:05.10] (Redman) Welcome\n[00:05.67] That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n[00:06.48] (Redman) Welcome\n[00:06.91] *Ringing phone is answered*\n[00:07.17] Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\n[00:07.30] I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\n[00:11.25] Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n[00:16.35] Hi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n[00:21.75] Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\n[00:28.17] As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\n[00:31.97] We uplift you! Def Squad force comin through with the ruckus\n[00:35.94] Jammin for all knotty-headed peasy motherfuckers, ahh\n[00:40.18] And for funky bitches, we got a funky thing for you\n[00:44.37] I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n[00:47.28] (As I kiss the sky)\n[00:49.13] I said I gets down like that, who am I (Funk Doctor)\n[00:52.33] (As I kiss the sky)\n[00:54.68] Bomb troll, funkier than Haitian underarms\n[00:57.96] Represent Jersey, the land of firearms\n[01:00.32] Hotwired cars, emptying cigars\n[01:03.07] Afros, mofo's, on knees with momo's\n[01:06.02] It's nasty as I come my shit be douche\n[01:08.96] I used to be the chief instructor for Bruce\n[01:11.51] Choose your weapon -- A FATALITY\n[01:13.97] Line your crew up now -- BABALITY\n[01:16.73] In nineteen ninety-six bitch ass niggaz all in my mix\n[01:19.66] On some rah rah shit, get my rah rah dick!\n[01:22.56] Nuts alert, first sound de alarm on de expert\n[01:25.11] My network, operate sharper than a Gilette works\n[01:28.19] Off the corner style Blinds in Knightening Armor\n[01:30.83] About more Facts of Life than Tudy or Blair Warner\n[01:33.32] Chi-Town where you at (we got your back)\n[01:36.17] D.C. where you at (we got your back)\n[01:38.92] My crew Come Strapped like MC Eiht with nickel plates\n[01:41.43] Gettin mad Dead Presidents ask Lorenzo Tate\n[01:44.14] Ahh, gettin loot rollin craps in the yard\n[01:46.83] Can't be scarred by media, SO FUCK THE MEDIA\n[01:49.99] Most MC's are terrible, unbearable\n[01:52.79] Couldn't get stupid if you were sliced cerebral\n[01:55.49] Ahh no need to... act like he's shittin\n[01:58.06] Man you're funnier than Ed Griffith, it's Red's kitchen\n[02:01.06] My infrared's missin, damn I'm slippin\n[02:03.33] I'm out of ammo, yo Crossbreed, stick the clip in\n[02:05.54] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Welcome (Interlude)\n  artist: Redman\n  album: Muddy Waters\n  duration_ms: 128554\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: (DJ SAYWHAT?)\n  start_ms: 980\n  end_ms: 1830\n- text: Our phone are open for all you high motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 1830\n  end_ms: 3060\n- text: At 1-800-DIKINYABOOTY\n  start_ms: 3060\n  end_ms: 5100\n- text: (Redman) Welcome\n  start_ms: 5100\n  end_ms: 5670\n- text: That's 1-800-dick-in-ya-boo-tay!\n  start_ms: 5670\n  end_ms: 6480\n- text: (Redman) Welcome\n  start_ms: 6480\n  end_ms: 6910\n- text: '*Ringing phone is answered*'\n  start_ms: 6910\n  end_ms: 7170\n- text: Aiyyo this is Mad Duke callin from Da Bricks\n  start_ms: 7170\n  end_ms: 7300\n- text: I'm on the block with Uncle Quilly and Leroy Sweetdick\n  start_ms: 7300\n  end_ms: 11250\n- text: Gettin my smoke on, for you onionhead motherfuckers\n  start_ms: 11250\n  end_ms: 16350\n- text: Hi this K-Spark from the Al Parks, dammmn!\n  start_ms: 16350\n  end_ms: 21750\n- text: Welcome to another nineteen ninety-six Funk Doctor Spock tape\n  start_ms: 21750\n  end_ms: 28170\n- text: As we take y'all minds on another journey, through the darkside\n  start_ms: 28170\n  end_ms: 31970\n- text: We uplift you! 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