[{"id":35804719,"name":"Problem Solver (feat. Scarface)","trackName":"Problem Solver (feat. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\nLight that ass up then I send you\nOn a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\nAs I enlight you with shit I done been through\nThe complicated I done make it look simple\nWith one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\nAnd leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\nYou rap style humble I'm still standing\nAs hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\nWhy the fuck you think they call me an OG?\nThe way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\nI'm ghostly on the block with my top up\nPistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\nIf you wanna problem with me it's a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G\n\nThe knife work nice, all day gentle carver\nAnd I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\nMatter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\nMove weight legislate like extended caucus\nAnd I know how the game should be locked up\nI know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\nI know that y'all claim to be stocked up\nGun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\nThis beef rearrange your face like collagen\nCook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\nI don't play games I just rock your chin\nYou fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\nSee Vinnie give you a whole clip\nI'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\nGot knocked, almost did a bid in '06\nI'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n\nIf you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.08] My heart cold like when the sea was frozen\n[00:25.08] Drug supplying and hold the iron like hemoglobin\n[00:27.96] Catch a body on whichever fuckin' beat is chosen\n[00:30.53] Murder the church, left the fuckin' cathedral open\n[00:33.24] Throw a left hook to the ribs leave em broken\n[00:35.95] Box game levitate 'em so that Jesus know 'em\n[00:38.67] Walk with God so everyone in Medina know him\n[00:41.25] Y'all are casual rappers I have a deep devotion\n[00:44.30] Speak when spoken to, bitch, you just a snake snitchin'\n[00:46.59] The D supplying, the fiends higher then Blake Griffin\n[00:49.43] I don't wanna hit the bitch but the dame trippin'\n[00:52.37] I call the shot on who move the rock like Lane Kiffin\n[00:55.10] I changed labels but implemented the same system\n[00:57.68] I had to walk through the fire so I could gain wisdom\n[01:00.18] I see life through the same eyes, same vision\n[01:02.72] The watch five figures, lord, and the chain glisten\n[01:05.78] If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem\n[01:07.61] And the problem is that I'm a motherfuckin' disease\n[01:10.65] I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[01:14.64] I always got the problem solver with me\n[01:16.25] Makin' money over here makin' money there\n[01:18.28] Seein' places you could never possibly see\n[01:21.38] My crew thick I don't give two shits\n[01:23.75] You can suck my dick you should probably flee\n[01:27.37] I rap like there ain't shit to it I just do it\n[01:30.08] Light you simple niggas and check they ass when they sewage\n[01:32.68] Fuck you if you can't take a joke, shit\n[01:35.03] Smoke this. You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n[01:38.74] Light that ass up then I send you\n[01:41.29] On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n[01:44.37] As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n[01:46.83] The complicated I done make it look simple\n[01:49.48] With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n[01:52.02] And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n[01:56.16] You rap style humble I'm still standing\n[01:57.61] As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n[02:01.18] Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n[02:03.24] The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n[02:05.86] I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n[02:08.16] Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n[02:10.81] If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n[02:14.10] And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n[02:16.33] I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[02:18.83] Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n[02:21.87] Makin' money here makin' money there\n[02:23.83] Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n[02:27.34] One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n[02:29.94] Take a look at what they calling' a G\n[02:33.03] The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n[02:36.29] And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n[02:38.99] Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n[02:41.59] Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n[02:44.46] And I know how the game should be locked up\n[02:46.66] I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n[02:49.34] I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n[02:52.04] Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n[02:55.24] This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n[02:57.92] Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n[03:00.58] I don't play games I just rock your chin\n[03:03.39] You fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\n[03:05.80] See Vinnie give you a whole clip\n[03:08.45] I'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\n[03:11.60] Got knocked, almost did a bid in '06\n[03:14.17] I'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n[03:18.37] If you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\n[03:20.27] And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n[03:22.17] I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[03:24.14] Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n[03:27.31] Makin' money here makin' money there\n[03:29.23] Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n[03:34.21] One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n[03:35.73] Take a look at what they calling' a G\n[03:53.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Problem Solver (feat. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\n  See Vinnie give you a whole clip\n  I'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\n  Got knocked, almost did a bid in '06\n  I'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n\n  If you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n"},{"id":35804720,"name":"Problem Solver (feat. Scarface)","trackName":"Problem Solver (feat. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\nLight that ass up then I send you\nOn a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\nAs I enlight you with shit I done been through\nThe complicated I done make it look simple\nWith one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\nAnd leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\nYou rap style humble I'm still standing\nAs hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\nWhy the fuck you think they call me an OG?\nThe way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\nI'm ghostly on the block with my top up\nPistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\nIf you wanna problem with me it's a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G\n\nThe knife work nice, all day gentle carver\nAnd I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\nMatter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\nMove weight legislate like extended caucus\nAnd I know how the game should be locked up\nI know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\nI know that y'all claim to be stocked up\nGun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\nThis beef rearrange your face like collagen\nCook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\nI don't play games I just rock your chin\nYou fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\nSee Vinnie give you a whole clip\nI'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\nGot knocked, almost did a bid in '06\nI'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n\nIf you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G","syncedLyrics":"[00:23.08] My heart cold like when the sea was frozen\n[00:25.08] Drug supplying and hold the iron like hemoglobin\n[00:27.96] Catch a body on whichever fuckin' beat is chosen\n[00:30.53] Murder the church, left the fuckin' cathedral open\n[00:33.24] Throw a left hook to the ribs leave em broken\n[00:35.95] Box game levitate 'em so that Jesus know 'em\n[00:38.67] Walk with God so everyone in Medina know him\n[00:41.25] Y'all are casual rappers I have a deep devotion\n[00:44.30] Speak when spoken to, bitch, you just a snake snitchin'\n[00:46.59] The D supplying, the fiends higher then Blake Griffin\n[00:49.43] I don't wanna hit the bitch but the dame trippin'\n[00:52.37] I call the shot on who move the rock like Lane Kiffin\n[00:55.10] I changed labels but implemented the same system\n[00:57.68] I had to walk through the fire so I could gain wisdom\n[01:00.18] I see life through the same eyes, same vision\n[01:02.72] The watch five figures, lord, and the chain glisten\n[01:05.78] If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem\n[01:07.61] And the problem is that I'm a motherfuckin' disease\n[01:10.65] I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[01:14.64] I always got the problem solver with me\n[01:16.25] Makin' money over here makin' money there\n[01:18.28] Seein' places you could never possibly see\n[01:21.38] My crew thick I don't give two shits\n[01:23.75] You can suck my dick you should probably flee\n[01:27.37] I rap like there ain't shit to it I just do it\n[01:30.08] Light you simple niggas and check they ass when they sewage\n[01:32.68] Fuck you if you can't take a joke, shit\n[01:35.03] Smoke this. You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n[01:38.74] Light that ass up then I send you\n[01:41.29] On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n[01:44.37] As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n[01:46.83] The complicated I done make it look simple\n[01:49.48] With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n[01:52.02] And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n[01:56.16] You rap style humble I'm still standing\n[01:57.61] As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n[02:01.18] Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n[02:03.24] The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n[02:05.86] I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n[02:08.16] Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n[02:10.81] If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n[02:14.10] And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n[02:16.33] I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[02:18.83] Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n[02:21.87] Makin' money here makin' money there\n[02:23.83] Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n[02:27.34] One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n[02:29.94] Take a look at what they calling' a G\n[02:33.03] The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n[02:36.29] And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n[02:38.99] Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n[02:41.59] Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n[02:44.46] And I know how the game should be locked up\n[02:46.66] I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n[02:49.34] I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n[02:52.04] Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n[02:55.24] This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n[02:57.92] Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n[03:00.58] I don't play games I just rock your chin\n[03:03.39] You fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\n[03:05.80] See Vinnie give you a whole clip\n[03:08.45] I'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\n[03:11.60] Got knocked, almost did a bid in '06\n[03:14.17] I'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n[03:18.37] If you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\n[03:20.27] And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n[03:22.17] I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[03:24.14] Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n[03:27.31] Makin' money here makin' money there\n[03:29.23] Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n[03:34.21] One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n[03:35.73] Take a look at what they calling' a G\n[03:53.23] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Problem Solver (feat. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\nLight that ass up then I send you\nOn a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\nAs I enlight you with shit I done been through\nThe complicated I done make it look simple\nWith one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\nAnd leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\nYou rap style humble I'm still standing\nAs hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\nWhy the fuck you think they call me an OG?\nThe way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\nI'm ghostly on the block with my top up\nPistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\nIf you wanna problem with me it's a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G\n\nThe knife work nice, all day gentle carver\nAnd I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\nMatter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\nMove weight legislate like extended caucus\nAnd I know how the game should be locked up\nI know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\nI know that y'all claim to be stocked up\nGun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\nThis beef rearrange your face like collagen\nCook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\nI don't play games I just rock your chin\nYou fuck with cops? 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You broke bitch. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? 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Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  start_ms: 95030\n  end_ms: 98740\n- text: Light that ass up then I send you\n  start_ms: 98740\n  end_ms: 101290\n- text: On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  start_ms: 101290\n  end_ms: 104370\n- text: As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  start_ms: 104370\n  end_ms: 106830\n- text: The complicated I done make it look simple\n  start_ms: 106830\n  end_ms: 109480\n- text: With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  start_ms: 109480\n  end_ms: 112020\n- text: And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  start_ms: 112020\n  end_ms: 116160\n- text: You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  start_ms: 116160\n  end_ms: 117610\n- text: As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  start_ms: 117610\n  end_ms: 121180\n- text: Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  start_ms: 121180\n  end_ms: 123240\n- text: The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  start_ms: 123240\n  end_ms: 125860\n- text: I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  start_ms: 125860\n  end_ms: 128160\n- text: Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n  start_ms: 128160\n  end_ms: 130810\n- text: If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  start_ms: 130810\n  end_ms: 134100\n- text: And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  start_ms: 134100\n  end_ms: 136330\n- text: I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  start_ms: 136330\n  end_ms: 138830\n- text: Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  start_ms: 138830\n  end_ms: 141870\n- text: Makin' money here makin' money there\n  start_ms: 141870\n  end_ms: 143830\n- text: Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  start_ms: 143830\n  end_ms: 147340\n- text: One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  start_ms: 147340\n  end_ms: 149940\n- text: Take a look at what they calling' a G\n  start_ms: 149940\n  end_ms: 153030\n- text: The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  start_ms: 153030\n  end_ms: 156290\n- text: And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  start_ms: 156290\n  end_ms: 158990\n- text: Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  start_ms: 158990\n  end_ms: 161590\n- text: Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  start_ms: 161590\n  end_ms: 164460\n- text: And I know how the game should be locked up\n  start_ms: 164460\n  end_ms: 166660\n- text: I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  start_ms: 166660\n  end_ms: 169340\n- text: I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  start_ms: 169340\n  end_ms: 172040\n- text: Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  start_ms: 172040\n  end_ms: 175240\n- text: This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  start_ms: 175240\n  end_ms: 177920\n- text: Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  start_ms: 177920\n  end_ms: 180580\n- text: I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  start_ms: 180580\n  end_ms: 183390\n- text: You fuck with cops? I never let the impostors in\n  start_ms: 183390\n  end_ms: 185800\n- text: See Vinnie give you a whole clip\n  start_ms: 185800\n  end_ms: 188450\n- text: I'm an artist, blood decorate the whole shit\n  start_ms: 188450\n  end_ms: 191600\n- text: Got knocked, almost did a bid in '06\n  start_ms: 191600\n  end_ms: 194170\n- text: I'm smarter now, that's why I conquered this whole shit\n  start_ms: 194170\n  end_ms: 198370\n- text: If you wanna problem Scarface is a problem\n  start_ms: 198370\n  end_ms: 200270\n- text: And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  start_ms: 200270\n  end_ms: 202170\n- text: I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  start_ms: 202170\n  end_ms: 204140\n- text: Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  start_ms: 204140\n  end_ms: 207310\n- text: Makin' money here makin' money there\n  start_ms: 207310\n  end_ms: 209230\n- text: Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  start_ms: 209230\n  end_ms: 214210\n- text: One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  start_ms: 214210\n  end_ms: 215730\n- text: Take a look at what they calling' a G\n  start_ms: 215730\n  end_ms: 233230\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 233230\nplain: |-\n  My heart cold like when the sea was frozen\n  Drug supplying and hold the iron like hemoglobin\n  Catch a body on whichever fuckin' beat is chosen\n  Murder the church, left the fuckin' cathedral open\n  Throw a left hook to the ribs leave em broken\n  Box game levitate 'em so that Jesus know 'em\n  Walk with God so everyone in Medina know him\n  Y'all are casual rappers I have a deep devotion\n  Speak when spoken to, bitch, you just a snake snitchin'\n  The D supplying, the fiends higher then Blake Griffin\n  I don't wanna hit the bitch but the dame trippin'\n  I call the shot on who move the rock like Lane Kiffin\n  I changed labels but implemented the same system\n  I had to walk through the fire so I could gain wisdom\n  I see life through the same eyes, same vision\n  The watch five figures, lord, and the chain glisten\n\n  If you wanna problem, Vinnie is a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a motherfuckin' disease\n  I would never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  I always got the problem solver with me\n  Makin' money over here makin' money there\n  Seein' places you could never possibly see\n  My crew thick I don't give two shits\n  You can suck my dick you should probably flee\n\n  I rap like there ain't shit to it I just do it\n  Light you simple niggas and check they ass when they sewage\n  Fuck you if you can't take a joke, shit\n  Smoke this. You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? 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hate\nWill the dark angel's evil show you grace\nOnly to be eaten by a snake\nOne life one mistake\nBe careful of the choices that you make\nCause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\nYou're underneath the sheet greeting death\nI wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\nShortening my days even less\nMore souls never rest\nA killer walks the streets seeking flesh\nA adolescent hangs she depressed\nA priest who confessed\nA judged typing a nigga in a text\nYour honor what the fuck did you expect\n\nA father kills his son look at life it's a mess\nJust imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your child's nose\nGod has face\n\nWhen all that you believed in was a lie\nAre you willing to accept it when you find out\nOr try to 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and left\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n\n  When all that you believed in was a lie\n  Are you willing to accept it when you find out\n  Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\n  And all the whole while it's been a plot\n  To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\n  That they keep us in the dark know they act\n  We react all surprised and not realize that\n  This shit a trap\n  Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n  The church and these politics they all full of crap\n  It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n  So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n  But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n  Y'all need to stop it\n\n  This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n  Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n  If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n  Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n"},{"id":10138312,"name":"God","trackName":"God","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"Deeply Rooted","duration":292.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If I had to play God for a day I would open up the gates let the world see my face\nRemove all doubt from the ones without the faith\nAnd put them on the path of the straight\nA safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\nI let their mommas know that they ok\nAnd when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\nAnd answer every pray one at a time\nIf I'm God huh\nAll the stabbings all the war would come to cease\nMy whole entire hood would be at peace\nNo more beef\nAnd you could sleep without the fears of being woke\nBy the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\nNo more dope you don't need it\nYou'll be cured of all diseases\nYour whole entire life would be deleted\nPlease forgive me I've been dreaming\nAnd rudely interrupted by the demons\nLaughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your own child's nose\n\nGod has a face\n\nJust imagine if the devil had a day\nAnd God had took a break and walked away\nWould you feel safe?\nIf everything you loved turned into hate\nWill the dark angel's evil show you grace\nOnly to be eaten by a snake\nOne life one mistake\nBe careful of the choices that you make\nCause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\nYou're underneath the sheet greeting death\nI wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\nShortening my days even less\nMore souls never rest\nA killer walks the streets seeking flesh\nA adolescent hangs she depressed\nA priest who confessed\nA judged typing a nigga in a text\nYour honor what the fuck did you expect\n\nA father kills his son look at life it's a mess\nJust imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your child's nose\nGod has face\n\nWhen all that you believed in was a lie\nAre you willing to accept it when you find out\nOr try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\nAnd all the whole while it's been a plot\nTo poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\nThat they keep us in the dark 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the faith\n[00:33.72] And put them on the path of the straight\n[00:36.27] A safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\n[00:39.71] I let their mommas know that they ok\n[00:42.23] And when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\n[00:45.82] And answer every pray one at a time\n[00:48.33] If I'm God huh\n[00:49.71] All the stabbings all the war would come to cease\n[00:51.94] My whole entire hood would be at peace\n[00:54.38] No more beef\n[00:55.80] And you could sleep without the fears of being woke\n[00:58.08] By the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\n[01:01.28] No more dope you don't need it\n[01:02.65] You'll be cured of all diseases\n[01:04.34] Your whole entire life would be deleted\n[01:06.59] Please forgive me I've been dreaming\n[01:08.14] And rudely interrupted by the demons\n[01:10.31] Laughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n[01:14.59] Who listens when we pray\n[01:17.55] Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n[01:22.62] Will you show your face\n[01:25.12] I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n[01:28.94] Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n[01:33.58] Smile on your own child's nose\n[01:37.34] God has a face\n[01:38.88] Just imagine if the devil had a day\n[01:40.94] And God had took a break and walked away\n[01:43.44] Would you feel safe?\n[01:44.99] If everything you loved turned into hate\n[01:47.29] Will the dark angel's evil show you grace\n[01:49.55] Only to be eaten by a snake\n[01:51.64] One life one mistake\n[01:53.11] Be careful of the choices that you make\n[01:55.53] Cause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\n[01:59.16] You're underneath the sheet greeting death\n[02:01.45] I wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\n[02:06.15] Shortening my days even less\n[02:08.30] More souls never rest\n[02:09.96] A killer walks the streets seeking flesh\n[02:12.30] A adolescent hangs she depressed\n[02:14.59] A priest who 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Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n[03:14.83] The church and these politics they all full of crap\n[03:17.98] It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n[03:20.91] So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n[03:23.96] But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n[03:26.35] Y'all need to stop it\n[03:27.66] This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n[03:30.62] Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n[03:33.05] If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n[03:37.03] Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n[03:40.32] Who listens when we pray\n[03:43.84] Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n[03:48.60] Will you show your face\n[03:51.50] I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n[03:55.31] Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n[03:59.82] Smile on your child's nose\n[04:03.63] God has face\n[04:41.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: 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Remove all doubt from the ones without the faith\n  And put them on the path of the straight\n  A safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\n  I let their mommas know that they ok\n  And when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\n  And answer every pray one at a time\n  If I'm God huh\n  All the stabbings all the war would come to cease\n  My whole entire hood would be at peace\n  No more beef\n  And you could sleep without the fears of being woke\n  By the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\n  No more dope you don't need it\n  You'll be cured of all diseases\n  Your whole entire life would be deleted\n  Please forgive me I've been dreaming\n  And rudely interrupted by the demons\n  Laughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile 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I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n\n  When all that you believed in was a lie\n  Are you willing to accept it when you find out\n  Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\n  And all the whole while it's been a plot\n  To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\n  That they keep us in the dark know they act\n  We react all surprised and not realize that\n  This shit a trap\n  Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n  The church and these politics they all full of crap\n  It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n  So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n  But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n  Y'all need to stop it\n\n  This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n  Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n  If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n  Then the 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up\nchromed out and draped up\nconstantly telling me we need to get this paper\nI'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\nstraight up\nand plus I'm tired of missing meals\nso I paid the man a visit...\n\n[Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\nIt's good to see you dog\nI thought you might've choked up\nrespect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n\n[Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\nwhen he was finished he handed a nigga nine\na nine milimeter, nine zips\nsaid if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\nI hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\nI done seen it fuck the hood up\nplus all my niggaz gone\nand they ain't never coming out\nso with that in consideration\nI took the package and bounced\nI'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\neyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\nget to the house, spread it all on the couch\ngetting this bank what it's about\n\n[Hook]\nThat's how a nigga made\nthey got a nigga paid\nI'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\nGet money everyday\nit ain't no other way\nthat's how it is until they put me in a grave\n\n[Verse 2]\nI'm in the living room looking at the news\ngot a razor and some zipper baggies\nabout to do the fool\ncutting hundred dollar slabs\nwholesaling niggaz halves\ngetting money like a muthafucka\nserivng niggaz bags\ngot the blocks all blowed up\nthe whole hood smoking\ngot a pistol I ain't shot yet\nso dude's wide open for it\nI'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n'cause I was taught you got to get it\nso I get it how I live\nFinna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\nso I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n'cause dad was no support\noften in and out of court, caught a case out of town\ngot a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\nhe was going through the motions\nhe gonna probably beat the case\nstill I get down on my knees\nand beg the Lord to let him raise\nget up and get my workers out\nsupply 'em with the goods\ngive instructions to the goons\nto come up out the hood\nI ain't gotta pay the fronters\nso I'm finally finna raise\n'cause the bottom line is this homie\nyou gotta get paid\n\n[Hook]\nThat's how a nigga made\nthey got a nigga paid\nI'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\nGet money everyday\nit ain't no other way\nthat's how it is until they put me in a grave\nI never learned a trade\nI fuck with chess and spades\nthe only other game a nigga learned to play was\nworking hopping yay\n'cause kissing ass was gay\nI'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n\n[Verse 3]\nI'm the nigga in the hood\nthese little homies wanna be like\nI got when shit was good\nbut now-a-days off in this street life\nthese niggaz switch it on you\nquick to put you in the crosses\nnow he standing in your crib\nand got a pistol in your mouth\nthat's your muthafuckin' boy\nhe popped you and popped your broad\nnow he headed to the closet\nand he about to take it all\nso watch your muthafuckin' friends\n'cause them the ones that sell you out\nain't no future in being loyal\nwhen niggaz see you want the top\njealous hearted muthafuckas\nalways quick to say you hating\nI don't want another homie dog\nhe swallowed that and chased it\nyou can make it like I made it\nI think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\nthat way niggaz can't say shit about you\nwhen talking to the po-po\noh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\nI caught him coming out the neighborhood\nand had him done up\nthat's why I'm skeptic\nwhen it comes to different faces\n'cause I know I got it coming\nbut 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n\n[more ad libs]\n\n...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n\n...\"more food for thought\"...\n\n...\"that's how this shit go\nmuthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\nall your muthafucking life\nand he the muthafucka talking to the people\nyou know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n\n...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n\n...\"look for me\"...","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.35] ...Scarface ad libs...\n[00:21.66] ...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...\n[00:23.92] [Verse 1]\n[00:24.65] You gotta war on drugs\n[00:26.63] well every other day a nigga dies\n[00:28.82] you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n[00:31.04] bring the six o'clock news\n[00:32.41] and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n[00:34.00] through what you call the inner city\n[00:35.82] and what I call the blues\n[00:37.43] I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n[00:40.23] from a resturaunt to bust tables\n[00:41.99] when Petie's got a job\n[00:43.58] making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n[00:46.37] this nigga always caked up\n[00:48.25] chromed out and draped up\n[00:50.10] constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n[00:53.23] I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n[00:56.24] straight up\n[00:57.36] and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n[00:58.89] so I paid the man a visit...\n[01:00.58] [Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\n[01:02.00] It's good to see you dog\n[01:03.79] I thought you might've choked up\n[01:05.86] respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n[01:09.34] [Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\n[01:12.30] when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n[01:15.49] a nine milimeter, nine zips\n[01:18.44] said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n[01:21.01] I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n[01:24.16] I done seen it fuck the hood up\n[01:26.09] plus all my niggaz gone\n[01:28.77] and they ain't never coming out\n[01:30.39] so with that in consideration\n[01:31.94] I took the package and bounced\n[01:34.00] I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n[01:37.21] eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n[01:40.29] get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n[01:43.41] getting this bank what it's about\n[01:45.62] [Hook]\n[01:46.30] That's how a nigga made\n[01:48.03] they got a nigga paid\n[01:49.75] I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n[01:52.80] Get money everyday\n[01:54.32] it ain't no other way\n[01:55.92] that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n[01:58.65] [Verse 2]\n[01:59.02] I'm in the living room looking at the news\n[02:01.56] got a razor and some zipper baggies\n[02:03.70] about to do the fool\n[02:04.89] cutting hundred dollar slabs\n[02:06.25] wholesaling niggaz halves\n[02:07.88] getting money like a muthafucka\n[02:09.79] serivng niggaz bags\n[02:11.05] got the blocks all blowed up\n[02:12.84] the whole hood smoking\n[02:14.04] got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n[02:15.84] so dude's wide open for it\n[02:17.64] I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n[02:20.18] 'cause I was taught you got to get it\n[02:21.64] so I get it how I live\n[02:23.42] Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n[02:24.98] so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n[02:28.13] 'cause dad was no support\n[02:29.72] often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n[02:32.64] got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n[02:35.76] he was going through the motions\n[02:37.98] he gonna probably beat the case\n[02:39.19] still I get down on my knees\n[02:40.88] and beg the Lord to let him raise\n[02:42.32] get up and get my workers out\n[02:43.92] supply 'em with the goods\n[02:45.28] give instructions to the goons\n[02:46.98] to come up out the hood\n[02:48.30] I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n[02:49.90] so I'm finally finna raise\n[02:51.56] 'cause the bottom line is this homie\n[02:53.13] you gotta get paid\n[02:54.86] [Hook]\n[02:55.12] That's how a nigga made\n[02:56.75] they got a nigga paid\n[02:58.35] I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n[03:01.38] Get money everyday\n[03:02.97] it ain't no other way\n[03:04.46] that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n[03:07.67] I never learned a trade\n[03:09.26] I fuck with chess and spades\n[03:10.82] the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n[03:13.71] working hopping yay\n[03:15.45] 'cause kissing ass was gay\n[03:17.04] I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n[03:19.18] [Verse 3]\n[03:19.65] I'm the nigga in the hood\n[03:20.99] these little homies wanna be like\n[03:22.82] I got when shit was good\n[03:24.18] but now-a-days off in this street life\n[03:25.93] these niggaz switch it on you\n[03:27.28] quick to put you in the crosses\n[03:28.85] now he standing in your crib\n[03:30.33] and got a pistol in your mouth\n[03:31.77] that's your muthafuckin' boy\n[03:33.67] he popped you and popped your broad\n[03:35.35] now he headed to the closet\n[03:36.96] and he about to take it all\n[03:38.26] so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n[03:39.75] 'cause them the ones that sell you out\n[03:41.26] ain't no future in being loyal\n[03:42.82] when niggaz see you want the top\n[03:44.49] jealous hearted muthafuckas\n[03:45.83] always quick to say you hating\n[03:47.75] I don't want another homie dog\n[03:49.24] he swallowed that and chased it\n[03:50.68] you can make it like I made it\n[03:52.33] I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n[03:53.82] that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n[03:55.64] when talking to the po-po\n[03:57.40] oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n[04:00.08] I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n[04:02.27] and had him done up\n[04:03.82] that's why I'm skeptic\n[04:04.73] when it comes to different faces\n[04:06.22] 'cause I know I got it coming\n[04:07.51] but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n[04:09.79] [more ad libs]\n[04:10.81] ...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n[04:14.03] ...\"more food for thought\"...\n[04:15.77] ...\"that's how this shit go\n[04:19.65] muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n[04:22.72] all your muthafucking life\n[04:24.22] and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n[04:25.68] you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n[04:31.19] ...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n[04:33.70] ...\"look for me\"...\n[04:34.83] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gotta Get Paid\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: God vs. Tha Devil\n  duration_ms: 270106\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '...Scarface ad libs...'\n  start_ms: 1350\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 23920\n- text: '[Verse 1]'\n  start_ms: 23920\n  end_ms: 24650\n- text: You gotta war on drugs\n  start_ms: 24650\n  end_ms: 26630\n- text: well every other day a nigga dies\n  start_ms: 26630\n  end_ms: 28820\n- text: you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n  start_ms: 28820\n  end_ms: 31040\n- text: bring the six o'clock news\n  start_ms: 31040\n  end_ms: 32410\n- text: and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n  start_ms: 32410\n  end_ms: 34000\n- text: through what you call the inner city\n  start_ms: 34000\n  end_ms: 35820\n- text: and what I call the blues\n  start_ms: 35820\n  end_ms: 37430\n- text: I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n  start_ms: 37430\n  end_ms: 40230\n- text: from a resturaunt to bust tables\n  start_ms: 40230\n  end_ms: 41990\n- text: when Petie's got a job\n  start_ms: 41990\n  end_ms: 43580\n- text: making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n  start_ms: 43580\n  end_ms: 46370\n- text: this nigga always caked up\n  start_ms: 46370\n  end_ms: 48250\n- text: chromed out and draped up\n  start_ms: 48250\n  end_ms: 50100\n- text: constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n  start_ms: 50100\n  end_ms: 53230\n- text: I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n  start_ms: 53230\n  end_ms: 56240\n- text: straight up\n  start_ms: 56240\n  end_ms: 57360\n- text: and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n  start_ms: 57360\n  end_ms: 58890\n- text: so I paid the man a visit...\n  start_ms: 58890\n  end_ms: 60580\n- text: '[Petie] \"What''s the goddamn deal?'\n  start_ms: 60580\n  end_ms: 62000\n- text: It's good to see you dog\n  start_ms: 62000\n  end_ms: 63790\n- text: I thought you might've choked up\n  start_ms: 63790\n  end_ms: 65860\n- text: respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n  start_ms: 65860\n  end_ms: 69340\n- text: '[Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down'\n  start_ms: 69340\n  end_ms: 72300\n- text: when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n  start_ms: 72300\n  end_ms: 75490\n- text: a nine milimeter, nine zips\n  start_ms: 75490\n  end_ms: 78440\n- text: said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n  start_ms: 78440\n  end_ms: 81010\n- text: I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n  start_ms: 81010\n  end_ms: 84160\n- text: I done seen it fuck the hood up\n  start_ms: 84160\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: plus all my niggaz gone\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88770\n- text: and they ain't never coming out\n  start_ms: 88770\n  end_ms: 90390\n- text: so with that in consideration\n  start_ms: 90390\n  end_ms: 91940\n- text: I took the package and bounced\n  start_ms: 91940\n  end_ms: 94000\n- text: I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n  start_ms: 94000\n  end_ms: 97210\n- text: eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n  start_ms: 97210\n  end_ms: 100290\n- text: get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n  start_ms: 100290\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: getting this bank what it's about\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 105620\n- text: '[Hook]'\n  start_ms: 105620\n  end_ms: 106300\n- text: That's how a nigga made\n  start_ms: 106300\n  end_ms: 108030\n- text: they got a nigga paid\n  start_ms: 108030\n  end_ms: 109750\n- text: I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n  start_ms: 109750\n  end_ms: 112800\n- text: Get money everyday\n  start_ms: 112800\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: it ain't no other way\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 115920\n- text: that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  start_ms: 115920\n  end_ms: 118650\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 118650\n  end_ms: 119020\n- text: I'm in the living room looking at the news\n  start_ms: 119020\n  end_ms: 121560\n- text: got a razor and some zipper baggies\n  start_ms: 121560\n  end_ms: 123700\n- text: about to do the fool\n  start_ms: 123700\n  end_ms: 124890\n- text: cutting hundred dollar slabs\n  start_ms: 124890\n  end_ms: 126250\n- text: wholesaling niggaz halves\n  start_ms: 126250\n  end_ms: 127880\n- text: getting money like a muthafucka\n  start_ms: 127880\n  end_ms: 129790\n- text: serivng niggaz bags\n  start_ms: 129790\n  end_ms: 131050\n- text: got the blocks all blowed up\n  start_ms: 131050\n  end_ms: 132840\n- text: the whole hood smoking\n  start_ms: 132840\n  end_ms: 134040\n- text: got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n  start_ms: 134040\n  end_ms: 135840\n- text: so dude's wide open for it\n  start_ms: 135840\n  end_ms: 137640\n- text: I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n  start_ms: 137640\n  end_ms: 140180\n- text: '''cause I was taught you got to get it'\n  start_ms: 140180\n  end_ms: 141640\n- text: so I get it how I live\n  start_ms: 141640\n  end_ms: 143420\n- text: Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n  start_ms: 143420\n  end_ms: 144980\n- text: so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n  start_ms: 144980\n  end_ms: 148130\n- text: '''cause dad was no support'\n  start_ms: 148130\n  end_ms: 149720\n- text: often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n  start_ms: 149720\n  end_ms: 152640\n- text: got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n  start_ms: 152640\n  end_ms: 155760\n- text: he was going through the motions\n  start_ms: 155760\n  end_ms: 157980\n- text: he gonna probably beat the case\n  start_ms: 157980\n  end_ms: 159190\n- text: still I get down on my knees\n  start_ms: 159190\n  end_ms: 160880\n- text: and beg the Lord to let him raise\n  start_ms: 160880\n  end_ms: 162320\n- text: get up and get my workers out\n  start_ms: 162320\n  end_ms: 163920\n- text: supply 'em with the goods\n  start_ms: 163920\n  end_ms: 165280\n- text: give instructions to the goons\n  start_ms: 165280\n  end_ms: 166980\n- text: to come up out the hood\n  start_ms: 166980\n  end_ms: 168300\n- text: I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n  start_ms: 168300\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: so I'm finally finna raise\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 171560\n- text: '''cause the bottom line is this homie'\n  start_ms: 171560\n  end_ms: 173130\n- text: you gotta get paid\n  start_ms: 173130\n  end_ms: 174860\n- text: '[Hook]'\n  start_ms: 174860\n  end_ms: 175120\n- text: That's how a nigga made\n  start_ms: 175120\n  end_ms: 176750\n- text: they got a nigga paid\n  start_ms: 176750\n  end_ms: 178350\n- text: I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n  start_ms: 178350\n  end_ms: 181380\n- text: Get money everyday\n  start_ms: 181380\n  end_ms: 182970\n- text: it ain't no other way\n  start_ms: 182970\n  end_ms: 184460\n- text: that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  start_ms: 184460\n  end_ms: 187670\n- text: I never learned a trade\n  start_ms: 187670\n  end_ms: 189260\n- text: I fuck with chess and spades\n  start_ms: 189260\n  end_ms: 190820\n- text: the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n  start_ms: 190820\n  end_ms: 193710\n- text: working hopping yay\n  start_ms: 193710\n  end_ms: 195450\n- text: '''cause kissing ass was gay'\n  start_ms: 195450\n  end_ms: 197040\n- text: I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n  start_ms: 197040\n  end_ms: 199180\n- text: '[Verse 3]'\n  start_ms: 199180\n  end_ms: 199650\n- text: I'm the nigga in the hood\n  start_ms: 199650\n  end_ms: 200990\n- text: these little homies wanna be like\n  start_ms: 200990\n  end_ms: 202820\n- text: I got when shit was good\n  start_ms: 202820\n  end_ms: 204180\n- text: but now-a-days off in this street life\n  start_ms: 204180\n  end_ms: 205930\n- text: these niggaz switch it on you\n  start_ms: 205930\n  end_ms: 207280\n- text: quick to put you in the crosses\n  start_ms: 207280\n  end_ms: 208850\n- text: now he standing in your crib\n  start_ms: 208850\n  end_ms: 210330\n- text: and got a pistol in your mouth\n  start_ms: 210330\n  end_ms: 211770\n- text: that's your muthafuckin' boy\n  start_ms: 211770\n  end_ms: 213670\n- text: he popped you and popped your broad\n  start_ms: 213670\n  end_ms: 215350\n- text: now he headed to the closet\n  start_ms: 215350\n  end_ms: 216960\n- text: and he about to take it all\n  start_ms: 216960\n  end_ms: 218260\n- text: so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n  start_ms: 218260\n  end_ms: 219750\n- text: '''cause them the ones that sell you out'\n  start_ms: 219750\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: ain't no future in being loyal\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 222820\n- text: when niggaz see you want the top\n  start_ms: 222820\n  end_ms: 224490\n- text: jealous hearted muthafuckas\n  start_ms: 224490\n  end_ms: 225830\n- text: always quick to say you hating\n  start_ms: 225830\n  end_ms: 227750\n- text: I don't want another homie dog\n  start_ms: 227750\n  end_ms: 229240\n- text: he swallowed that and chased it\n  start_ms: 229240\n  end_ms: 230680\n- text: you can make it like I made it\n  start_ms: 230680\n  end_ms: 232330\n- text: I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n  start_ms: 232330\n  end_ms: 233820\n- text: that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n  start_ms: 233820\n  end_ms: 235640\n- text: when talking to the po-po\n  start_ms: 235640\n  end_ms: 237400\n- text: oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n  start_ms: 237400\n  end_ms: 240080\n- text: I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n  start_ms: 240080\n  end_ms: 242270\n- text: and had him done up\n  start_ms: 242270\n  end_ms: 243820\n- text: that's why I'm skeptic\n  start_ms: 243820\n  end_ms: 244730\n- text: when it comes to different faces\n  start_ms: 244730\n  end_ms: 246220\n- text: '''cause I know I got it coming'\n  start_ms: 246220\n  end_ms: 247510\n- text: but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n  start_ms: 247510\n  end_ms: 249790\n- text: '[more ad libs]'\n  start_ms: 249790\n  end_ms: 250810\n- text: '...\"fuck you think this is?\"...'\n  start_ms: 250810\n  end_ms: 254030\n- text: '...\"more food for thought\"...'\n  start_ms: 254030\n  end_ms: 255770\n- text: '...\"that''s how this shit go'\n  start_ms: 255770\n  end_ms: 259650\n- text: muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n  start_ms: 259650\n  end_ms: 262720\n- text: all your muthafucking life\n  start_ms: 262720\n  end_ms: 264220\n- text: and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n  start_ms: 264220\n  end_ms: 265680\n- text: you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n  start_ms: 265680\n  end_ms: 271190\n- text: '...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...'\n  start_ms: 271190\n  end_ms: 273700\n- text: '...\"look for me\"...'\n  start_ms: 273700\n  end_ms: 274830\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 274830\nplain: |-\n  ...Scarface ad libs...\n\n  ...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...\n\n  [Verse 1]\n  You gotta war on drugs\n  well every other day a nigga dies\n  you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n  bring the six o'clock news\n  and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n  through what you call the inner city\n  and what I call the blues\n  I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n  from a resturaunt to bust tables\n  when Petie's got a job\n  making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n  this nigga always caked up\n  chromed out and draped up\n  constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n  I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n  straight up\n  and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n  so I paid the man a visit...\n\n  [Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\n  It's good to see you dog\n  I thought you might've choked up\n  respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n\n  [Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\n  when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n  a nine milimeter, nine zips\n  said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n  I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n  I done seen it fuck the hood up\n  plus all my niggaz gone\n  and they ain't never coming out\n  so with that in consideration\n  I took the package and bounced\n  I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n  eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n  get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n  getting this bank what it's about\n\n  [Hook]\n  That's how a nigga made\n  they got a nigga paid\n  I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\n  Get money everyday\n  it ain't no other way\n  that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  I'm in the living room looking at the news\n  got a razor and some zipper baggies\n  about to do the fool\n  cutting hundred dollar slabs\n  wholesaling niggaz halves\n  getting money like a muthafucka\n  serivng niggaz bags\n  got the blocks all blowed up\n  the whole hood smoking\n  got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n  so dude's wide open for it\n  I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n  'cause I was taught you got to get it\n  so I get it how I live\n  Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n  so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n  'cause dad was no support\n  often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n  got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n  he was going through the motions\n  he gonna probably beat the case\n  still I get down on my knees\n  and beg the Lord to let him raise\n  get up and get my workers out\n  supply 'em with the goods\n  give instructions to the goons\n  to come up out the hood\n  I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n  so I'm finally finna raise\n  'cause the bottom line is this homie\n  you gotta get paid\n\n  [Hook]\n  That's how a nigga made\n  they got a nigga paid\n  I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\n  Get money everyday\n  it ain't no other way\n  that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  I never learned a trade\n  I fuck with chess and spades\n  the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n  working hopping yay\n  'cause kissing ass was gay\n  I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n\n  [Verse 3]\n  I'm the nigga in the hood\n  these little homies wanna be like\n  I got when shit was good\n  but now-a-days off in this street life\n  these niggaz switch it on you\n  quick to put you in the crosses\n  now he standing in your crib\n  and got a pistol in your mouth\n  that's your muthafuckin' boy\n  he popped you and popped your broad\n  now he headed to the closet\n  and he about to take it all\n  so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n  'cause them the ones that sell you out\n  ain't no future in being loyal\n  when niggaz see you want the top\n  jealous hearted muthafuckas\n  always quick to say you hating\n  I don't want another homie dog\n  he swallowed that and chased it\n  you can make it like I made it\n  I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n  that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n  when talking to the po-po\n  oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n  I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n  and had him done up\n  that's why I'm skeptic\n  when it comes to different faces\n  'cause I know I got it coming\n  but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n\n  [more ad libs]\n\n  ...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n\n  ...\"more food for thought\"...\n\n  ...\"that's how this shit go\n  muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n  all your muthafucking life\n  and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n  you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n\n  ...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n\n  ...\"look for me\"...\n"},{"id":6176064,"name":"God (feat. 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ceiling\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your own child's nose\n\nGod has a face\n\nJust imagine if the devil had a day\nAnd God had took a break and walked away\nWould you feel safe?\nIf everything you loved turned into hate\nWill the dark angel's evil show you grace\nOnly to be eaten by a snake\nOne life one mistake\nBe careful of the choices that you make\nCause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\nYou're underneath the sheet greeting death\nI wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\nShortening my days even less\nMore souls never rest\nA killer walks the streets seeking flesh\nA adolescent hangs she depressed\nA priest who confessed\nA judged typing a nigga in a text\nYour honor what the fuck did you expect\n\nA father kills his son look at life it's a mess\nJust imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your child's nose\nGod has face\n\nWhen all that you believed in was a lie\nAre you willing to accept it when you find out\nOr try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\nAnd all the whole while it's been a plot\nTo poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\nThat they keep us in the dark know they act\nWe react all surprised and not realize that\nThis shit a trap\nThought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\nThe church and these politics they all full of crap\nIt's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\nSo I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\nBut some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\nY'all need to stop it\n\nThis is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\nWalking around the lunchroom pulling guns\nIf momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\nThen the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\nWill you show your face\nI don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\nWait wait, wait for my eyes to close\nSmile on your child's nose\nGod has face","syncedLyrics":"[00:25.20] If I had to play God for a day I would open up the gates let the world see my face\n[00:30.94] Remove all doubt from the ones without the faith\n[00:33.72] And put them on the path of the straight\n[00:36.27] A safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\n[00:39.71] I let their mommas know that they ok\n[00:42.23] And when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\n[00:45.82] And answer every pray one at a time\n[00:48.33] If I'm God huh\n[00:49.71] All the stabbings all the war would come to cease\n[00:51.94] My whole entire hood would be at peace\n[00:54.38] No more beef\n[00:55.80] And you could sleep without the fears of being woke\n[00:58.08] By the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\n[01:01.28] No more dope you don't need it\n[01:02.65] You'll be cured of all diseases\n[01:04.34] Your whole entire life would be deleted\n[01:06.59] Please forgive me I've been dreaming\n[01:08.14] And rudely interrupted by the demons\n[01:10.31] Laughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n[01:14.59] Who listens when we pray\n[01:17.55] Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n[01:22.62] Will you show your face\n[01:25.12] I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n[01:28.94] Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n[01:33.58] Smile on your own child's nose\n[01:37.34] God has a face\n[01:38.88] Just imagine if the devil had a day\n[01:40.94] And God had took a break and walked away\n[01:43.44] Would you feel safe?\n[01:44.99] If everything you loved turned into hate\n[01:47.29] Will the dark angel's evil show you grace\n[01:49.55] Only to be eaten by a snake\n[01:51.64] One life one mistake\n[01:53.11] Be careful of the choices that you make\n[01:55.53] Cause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\n[01:59.16] You're underneath the sheet greeting death\n[02:01.45] I wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\n[02:06.15] Shortening my days even less\n[02:08.30] More souls never rest\n[02:09.96] A killer walks the streets seeking flesh\n[02:12.30] A adolescent hangs she depressed\n[02:14.59] A priest who confessed\n[02:16.17] A judged typing a nigga in a text\n[02:18.19] Your honor what the fuck did you expect\n[02:20.57] A father kills his son look at life it's a mess\n[02:23.52] Just imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n[02:27.52] Who listens when we pray\n[02:30.48] Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n[02:35.56] Will you show your face\n[02:38.04] I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n[02:41.96] Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n[02:46.31] Smile on your child's nose\n[02:50.16] God has face\n[02:51.78] When all that you believed in was a lie\n[02:55.36] Are you willing to accept it when you find out\n[02:58.45] Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\n[03:01.53] And all the whole while it's been a plot\n[03:03.74] To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\n[03:05.80] That they keep us in the dark know they act\n[03:08.38] We react all surprised and not realize that\n[03:10.74] This shit a trap\n[03:11.99] Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n[03:14.83] The church and these politics they all full of crap\n[03:17.98] It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n[03:20.91] So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n[03:23.96] But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n[03:26.35] Y'all need to stop it\n[03:27.66] This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n[03:30.62] Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n[03:33.05] If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n[03:37.03] Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n[03:40.32] Who listens when we pray\n[03:43.84] Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n[03:48.60] Will you show your face\n[03:51.50] I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n[03:55.31] Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n[03:59.82] Smile on your child's nose\n[04:03.63] God has face\n[04:41.79] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: God feat. 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for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your own child's nose\n\n  God has a face\n\n  Just imagine if the devil had a day\n  And God had took a break and walked away\n  Would you feel safe?\n  If everything you loved turned into hate\n  Will the dark angel's evil show you grace\n  Only to be eaten by a snake\n  One life one mistake\n  Be careful of the choices that you make\n  Cause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\n  You're underneath the sheet greeting death\n  I wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\n  Shortening my days even less\n  More souls never rest\n  A killer walks the streets seeking flesh\n  A adolescent hangs she depressed\n  A priest who confessed\n  A judged typing a nigga in a text\n  Your honor what the fuck did you expect\n\n  A father kills his son look at life it's a mess\n  Just imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n\n  When all that you believed in was a lie\n  Are you willing to accept it when you find out\n  Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\n  And all the whole while it's been a plot\n  To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\n  That they keep us in the dark know they act\n  We react all surprised and not realize that\n  This shit a trap\n  Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n  The church and these politics they all full of crap\n  It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n  So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n  But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n  Y'all need to stop it\n\n  This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n  Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n  If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n  Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n"},{"id":24624808,"name":"Gotta Get Paid","trackName":"Gotta Get Paid","artistName":"Scarface","albumName":"DJ Premier-God Vs. Tha Devil","duration":270.106122,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"...Scarface ad libs...\n\n...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...\n\n[Verse 1]\nYou gotta war on drugs\nwell every other day a nigga dies\nyou showed yours, now let me show you mine\nbring the six o'clock news\nand let me walk 'em in my shoes\nthrough what you call the inner city\nand what I call the blues\nI'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\nfrom a resturaunt to bust tables\nwhen Petie's got a job\nmaking 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\nthis nigga always caked up\nchromed out and draped up\nconstantly telling me we need to get this paper\nI'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\nstraight up\nand plus I'm tired of missing meals\nso I paid the man a visit...\n\n[Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\nIt's good to see you dog\nI thought you might've choked up\nrespect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n\n[Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\nwhen he was finished he handed a nigga nine\na nine milimeter, nine zips\nsaid if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\nI hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\nI done seen it fuck the hood up\nplus all my niggaz gone\nand they ain't never coming out\nso with that in consideration\nI took the package and bounced\nI'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\neyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\nget to the house, spread it all on the couch\ngetting this bank what it's about\n\n[Hook]\nThat's how a nigga made\nthey got a nigga paid\nI'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\nGet money everyday\nit ain't no other way\nthat's how it is until they put me in a grave\n\n[Verse 2]\nI'm in the living room looking at the news\ngot a razor and some zipper baggies\nabout to do the fool\ncutting hundred dollar slabs\nwholesaling niggaz halves\ngetting money like a muthafucka\nserivng niggaz bags\ngot the blocks all blowed up\nthe whole hood smoking\ngot a pistol I ain't shot yet\nso dude's wide open for it\nI'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n'cause I was taught you got to get it\nso I get it how I live\nFinna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\nso I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n'cause dad was no support\noften in and out of court, caught a case out of town\ngot a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\nhe was going through the motions\nhe gonna probably beat the case\nstill I get down on my knees\nand beg the Lord to let him raise\nget up and get my workers out\nsupply 'em with the goods\ngive instructions to the goons\nto come up out the hood\nI ain't gotta pay the fronters\nso I'm finally finna raise\n'cause the bottom line is this homie\nyou gotta get paid\n\n[Hook]\nThat's how a nigga made\nthey got a nigga paid\nI'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\nGet money everyday\nit ain't no other way\nthat's how it is until they put me in a grave\nI never learned a trade\nI fuck with chess and spades\nthe only other game a nigga learned to play was\nworking hopping yay\n'cause kissing ass was gay\nI'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n\n[Verse 3]\nI'm the nigga in the hood\nthese little homies wanna be like\nI got when shit was good\nbut now-a-days off in this street life\nthese niggaz switch it on you\nquick to put you in the crosses\nnow he standing in your crib\nand got a pistol in your mouth\nthat's your muthafuckin' boy\nhe popped you and popped your broad\nnow he headed to the closet\nand he about to take it all\nso watch your muthafuckin' friends\n'cause them the ones that sell you out\nain't no future in being loyal\nwhen niggaz see you want the top\njealous hearted muthafuckas\nalways quick to say you hating\nI don't want another homie dog\nhe swallowed that and chased it\nyou can make it like I made it\nI think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\nthat way niggaz can't say shit about you\nwhen talking to the po-po\noh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\nI caught him coming out the neighborhood\nand had him done up\nthat's why I'm skeptic\nwhen it comes to different faces\n'cause I know I got it coming\nbut 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n\n[more ad libs]\n\n...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n\n...\"more food for thought\"...\n\n...\"that's how this shit go\nmuthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\nall your muthafucking life\nand he the muthafucka talking to the people\nyou know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n\n...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n\n...\"look for me\"...","syncedLyrics":"[00:01.35] ...Scarface ad libs...\n[00:21.66] ...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...\n[00:23.92] [Verse 1]\n[00:24.65] You gotta war on drugs\n[00:26.63] well every other day a nigga dies\n[00:28.82] you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n[00:31.04] bring the six o'clock news\n[00:32.41] and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n[00:34.00] through what you call the inner city\n[00:35.82] and what I call the blues\n[00:37.43] I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n[00:40.23] from a resturaunt to bust tables\n[00:41.99] when Petie's got a job\n[00:43.58] making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n[00:46.37] this nigga always caked up\n[00:48.25] chromed out and draped up\n[00:50.10] constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n[00:53.23] I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n[00:56.24] straight up\n[00:57.36] and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n[00:58.89] so I paid the man a visit...\n[01:00.58] [Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\n[01:02.00] It's good to see you dog\n[01:03.79] I thought you might've choked up\n[01:05.86] respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n[01:09.34] [Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\n[01:12.30] when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n[01:15.49] a nine milimeter, nine zips\n[01:18.44] said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n[01:21.01] I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n[01:24.16] I done seen it fuck the hood up\n[01:26.09] plus all my niggaz gone\n[01:28.77] and they ain't never coming out\n[01:30.39] so with that in consideration\n[01:31.94] I took the package and bounced\n[01:34.00] I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n[01:37.21] eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n[01:40.29] get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n[01:43.41] getting this bank what it's about\n[01:45.62] [Hook]\n[01:46.30] That's how a nigga made\n[01:48.03] they got a nigga paid\n[01:49.75] I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n[01:52.80] Get money everyday\n[01:54.32] it ain't no other way\n[01:55.92] that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n[01:58.65] [Verse 2]\n[01:59.02] I'm in the living room looking at the news\n[02:01.56] got a razor and some zipper baggies\n[02:03.70] about to do the fool\n[02:04.89] cutting hundred dollar slabs\n[02:06.25] wholesaling niggaz halves\n[02:07.88] getting money like a muthafucka\n[02:09.79] serivng niggaz bags\n[02:11.05] got the blocks all blowed up\n[02:12.84] the whole hood smoking\n[02:14.04] got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n[02:15.84] so dude's wide open for it\n[02:17.64] I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n[02:20.18] 'cause I was taught you got to get it\n[02:21.64] so I get it how I live\n[02:23.42] Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n[02:24.98] so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n[02:28.13] 'cause dad was no support\n[02:29.72] often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n[02:32.64] got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n[02:35.76] he was going through the motions\n[02:37.98] he gonna probably beat the case\n[02:39.19] still I get down on my knees\n[02:40.88] and beg the Lord to let him raise\n[02:42.32] get up and get my workers out\n[02:43.92] supply 'em with the goods\n[02:45.28] give instructions to the goons\n[02:46.98] to come up out the hood\n[02:48.30] I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n[02:49.90] so I'm finally finna raise\n[02:51.56] 'cause the bottom line is this homie\n[02:53.13] you gotta get paid\n[02:54.86] [Hook]\n[02:55.12] That's how a nigga made\n[02:56.75] they got a nigga paid\n[02:58.35] I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n[03:01.38] Get money everyday\n[03:02.97] it ain't no other way\n[03:04.46] that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n[03:07.67] I never learned a trade\n[03:09.26] I fuck with chess and spades\n[03:10.82] the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n[03:13.71] working hopping yay\n[03:15.45] 'cause kissing ass was gay\n[03:17.04] I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n[03:19.18] [Verse 3]\n[03:19.65] I'm the nigga in the hood\n[03:20.99] these little homies wanna be like\n[03:22.82] I got when shit was good\n[03:24.18] but now-a-days off in this street life\n[03:25.93] these niggaz switch it on you\n[03:27.28] quick to put you in the crosses\n[03:28.85] now he standing in your crib\n[03:30.33] and got a pistol in your mouth\n[03:31.77] that's your muthafuckin' boy\n[03:33.67] he popped you and popped your broad\n[03:35.35] now he headed to the closet\n[03:36.96] and he about to take it all\n[03:38.26] so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n[03:39.75] 'cause them the ones that sell you out\n[03:41.26] ain't no future in being loyal\n[03:42.82] when niggaz see you want the top\n[03:44.49] jealous hearted muthafuckas\n[03:45.83] always quick to say you hating\n[03:47.75] I don't want another homie dog\n[03:49.24] he swallowed that and chased it\n[03:50.68] you can make it like I made it\n[03:52.33] I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n[03:53.82] that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n[03:55.64] when talking to the po-po\n[03:57.40] oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n[04:00.08] I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n[04:02.27] and had him done up\n[04:03.82] that's why I'm skeptic\n[04:04.73] when it comes to different faces\n[04:06.22] 'cause I know I got it coming\n[04:07.51] but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n[04:09.79] [more ad libs]\n[04:10.81] ...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n[04:14.03] ...\"more food for thought\"...\n[04:15.77] ...\"that's how this shit go\n[04:19.65] muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n[04:22.72] all your muthafucking life\n[04:24.22] and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n[04:25.68] you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n[04:31.19] ...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n[04:33.70] ...\"look for me\"...\n[04:34.83] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Gotta Get Paid\n  artist: Scarface\n  album: DJ Premier-God Vs. Tha Devil\n  duration_ms: 270106\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '...Scarface ad libs...'\n  start_ms: 1350\n  end_ms: 21660\n- text: '...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...'\n  start_ms: 21660\n  end_ms: 23920\n- text: '[Verse 1]'\n  start_ms: 23920\n  end_ms: 24650\n- text: You gotta war on drugs\n  start_ms: 24650\n  end_ms: 26630\n- text: well every other day a nigga dies\n  start_ms: 26630\n  end_ms: 28820\n- text: you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n  start_ms: 28820\n  end_ms: 31040\n- text: bring the six o'clock news\n  start_ms: 31040\n  end_ms: 32410\n- text: and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n  start_ms: 32410\n  end_ms: 34000\n- text: through what you call the inner city\n  start_ms: 34000\n  end_ms: 35820\n- text: and what I call the blues\n  start_ms: 35820\n  end_ms: 37430\n- text: I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n  start_ms: 37430\n  end_ms: 40230\n- text: from a resturaunt to bust tables\n  start_ms: 40230\n  end_ms: 41990\n- text: when Petie's got a job\n  start_ms: 41990\n  end_ms: 43580\n- text: making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n  start_ms: 43580\n  end_ms: 46370\n- text: this nigga always caked up\n  start_ms: 46370\n  end_ms: 48250\n- text: chromed out and draped up\n  start_ms: 48250\n  end_ms: 50100\n- text: constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n  start_ms: 50100\n  end_ms: 53230\n- text: I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n  start_ms: 53230\n  end_ms: 56240\n- text: straight up\n  start_ms: 56240\n  end_ms: 57360\n- text: and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n  start_ms: 57360\n  end_ms: 58890\n- text: so I paid the man a visit...\n  start_ms: 58890\n  end_ms: 60580\n- text: '[Petie] \"What''s the goddamn deal?'\n  start_ms: 60580\n  end_ms: 62000\n- text: It's good to see you dog\n  start_ms: 62000\n  end_ms: 63790\n- text: I thought you might've choked up\n  start_ms: 63790\n  end_ms: 65860\n- text: respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n  start_ms: 65860\n  end_ms: 69340\n- text: '[Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down'\n  start_ms: 69340\n  end_ms: 72300\n- text: when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n  start_ms: 72300\n  end_ms: 75490\n- text: a nine milimeter, nine zips\n  start_ms: 75490\n  end_ms: 78440\n- text: said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n  start_ms: 78440\n  end_ms: 81010\n- text: I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n  start_ms: 81010\n  end_ms: 84160\n- text: I done seen it fuck the hood up\n  start_ms: 84160\n  end_ms: 86090\n- text: plus all my niggaz gone\n  start_ms: 86090\n  end_ms: 88770\n- text: and they ain't never coming out\n  start_ms: 88770\n  end_ms: 90390\n- text: so with that in consideration\n  start_ms: 90390\n  end_ms: 91940\n- text: I took the package and bounced\n  start_ms: 91940\n  end_ms: 94000\n- text: I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n  start_ms: 94000\n  end_ms: 97210\n- text: eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n  start_ms: 97210\n  end_ms: 100290\n- text: get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n  start_ms: 100290\n  end_ms: 103410\n- text: getting this bank what it's about\n  start_ms: 103410\n  end_ms: 105620\n- text: '[Hook]'\n  start_ms: 105620\n  end_ms: 106300\n- text: That's how a nigga made\n  start_ms: 106300\n  end_ms: 108030\n- text: they got a nigga paid\n  start_ms: 108030\n  end_ms: 109750\n- text: I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n  start_ms: 109750\n  end_ms: 112800\n- text: Get money everyday\n  start_ms: 112800\n  end_ms: 114320\n- text: it ain't no other way\n  start_ms: 114320\n  end_ms: 115920\n- text: that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  start_ms: 115920\n  end_ms: 118650\n- text: '[Verse 2]'\n  start_ms: 118650\n  end_ms: 119020\n- text: I'm in the living room looking at the news\n  start_ms: 119020\n  end_ms: 121560\n- text: got a razor and some zipper baggies\n  start_ms: 121560\n  end_ms: 123700\n- text: about to do the fool\n  start_ms: 123700\n  end_ms: 124890\n- text: cutting hundred dollar slabs\n  start_ms: 124890\n  end_ms: 126250\n- text: wholesaling niggaz halves\n  start_ms: 126250\n  end_ms: 127880\n- text: getting money like a muthafucka\n  start_ms: 127880\n  end_ms: 129790\n- text: serivng niggaz bags\n  start_ms: 129790\n  end_ms: 131050\n- text: got the blocks all blowed up\n  start_ms: 131050\n  end_ms: 132840\n- text: the whole hood smoking\n  start_ms: 132840\n  end_ms: 134040\n- text: got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n  start_ms: 134040\n  end_ms: 135840\n- text: so dude's wide open for it\n  start_ms: 135840\n  end_ms: 137640\n- text: I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n  start_ms: 137640\n  end_ms: 140180\n- text: '''cause I was taught you got to get it'\n  start_ms: 140180\n  end_ms: 141640\n- text: so I get it how I live\n  start_ms: 141640\n  end_ms: 143420\n- text: Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n  start_ms: 143420\n  end_ms: 144980\n- text: so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n  start_ms: 144980\n  end_ms: 148130\n- text: '''cause dad was no support'\n  start_ms: 148130\n  end_ms: 149720\n- text: often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n  start_ms: 149720\n  end_ms: 152640\n- text: got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n  start_ms: 152640\n  end_ms: 155760\n- text: he was going through the motions\n  start_ms: 155760\n  end_ms: 157980\n- text: he gonna probably beat the case\n  start_ms: 157980\n  end_ms: 159190\n- text: still I get down on my knees\n  start_ms: 159190\n  end_ms: 160880\n- text: and beg the Lord to let him raise\n  start_ms: 160880\n  end_ms: 162320\n- text: get up and get my workers out\n  start_ms: 162320\n  end_ms: 163920\n- text: supply 'em with the goods\n  start_ms: 163920\n  end_ms: 165280\n- text: give instructions to the goons\n  start_ms: 165280\n  end_ms: 166980\n- text: to come up out the hood\n  start_ms: 166980\n  end_ms: 168300\n- text: I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n  start_ms: 168300\n  end_ms: 169900\n- text: so I'm finally finna raise\n  start_ms: 169900\n  end_ms: 171560\n- text: '''cause the bottom line is this homie'\n  start_ms: 171560\n  end_ms: 173130\n- text: you gotta get paid\n  start_ms: 173130\n  end_ms: 174860\n- text: '[Hook]'\n  start_ms: 174860\n  end_ms: 175120\n- text: That's how a nigga made\n  start_ms: 175120\n  end_ms: 176750\n- text: they got a nigga paid\n  start_ms: 176750\n  end_ms: 178350\n- text: I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n  start_ms: 178350\n  end_ms: 181380\n- text: Get money everyday\n  start_ms: 181380\n  end_ms: 182970\n- text: it ain't no other way\n  start_ms: 182970\n  end_ms: 184460\n- text: that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  start_ms: 184460\n  end_ms: 187670\n- text: I never learned a trade\n  start_ms: 187670\n  end_ms: 189260\n- text: I fuck with chess and spades\n  start_ms: 189260\n  end_ms: 190820\n- text: the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n  start_ms: 190820\n  end_ms: 193710\n- text: working hopping yay\n  start_ms: 193710\n  end_ms: 195450\n- text: '''cause kissing ass was gay'\n  start_ms: 195450\n  end_ms: 197040\n- text: I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n  start_ms: 197040\n  end_ms: 199180\n- text: '[Verse 3]'\n  start_ms: 199180\n  end_ms: 199650\n- text: I'm the nigga in the hood\n  start_ms: 199650\n  end_ms: 200990\n- text: these little homies wanna be like\n  start_ms: 200990\n  end_ms: 202820\n- text: I got when shit was good\n  start_ms: 202820\n  end_ms: 204180\n- text: but now-a-days off in this street life\n  start_ms: 204180\n  end_ms: 205930\n- text: these niggaz switch it on you\n  start_ms: 205930\n  end_ms: 207280\n- text: quick to put you in the crosses\n  start_ms: 207280\n  end_ms: 208850\n- text: now he standing in your crib\n  start_ms: 208850\n  end_ms: 210330\n- text: and got a pistol in your mouth\n  start_ms: 210330\n  end_ms: 211770\n- text: that's your muthafuckin' boy\n  start_ms: 211770\n  end_ms: 213670\n- text: he popped you and popped your broad\n  start_ms: 213670\n  end_ms: 215350\n- text: now he headed to the closet\n  start_ms: 215350\n  end_ms: 216960\n- text: and he about to take it all\n  start_ms: 216960\n  end_ms: 218260\n- text: so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n  start_ms: 218260\n  end_ms: 219750\n- text: '''cause them the ones that sell you out'\n  start_ms: 219750\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: ain't no future in being loyal\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 222820\n- text: when niggaz see you want the top\n  start_ms: 222820\n  end_ms: 224490\n- text: jealous hearted muthafuckas\n  start_ms: 224490\n  end_ms: 225830\n- text: always quick to say you hating\n  start_ms: 225830\n  end_ms: 227750\n- text: I don't want another homie dog\n  start_ms: 227750\n  end_ms: 229240\n- text: he swallowed that and chased it\n  start_ms: 229240\n  end_ms: 230680\n- text: you can make it like I made it\n  start_ms: 230680\n  end_ms: 232330\n- text: I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n  start_ms: 232330\n  end_ms: 233820\n- text: that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n  start_ms: 233820\n  end_ms: 235640\n- text: when talking to the po-po\n  start_ms: 235640\n  end_ms: 237400\n- text: oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n  start_ms: 237400\n  end_ms: 240080\n- text: I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n  start_ms: 240080\n  end_ms: 242270\n- text: and had him done up\n  start_ms: 242270\n  end_ms: 243820\n- text: that's why I'm skeptic\n  start_ms: 243820\n  end_ms: 244730\n- text: when it comes to different faces\n  start_ms: 244730\n  end_ms: 246220\n- text: '''cause I know I got it coming'\n  start_ms: 246220\n  end_ms: 247510\n- text: but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n  start_ms: 247510\n  end_ms: 249790\n- text: '[more ad libs]'\n  start_ms: 249790\n  end_ms: 250810\n- text: '...\"fuck you think this is?\"...'\n  start_ms: 250810\n  end_ms: 254030\n- text: '...\"more food for thought\"...'\n  start_ms: 254030\n  end_ms: 255770\n- text: '...\"that''s how this shit go'\n  start_ms: 255770\n  end_ms: 259650\n- text: muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n  start_ms: 259650\n  end_ms: 262720\n- text: all your muthafucking life\n  start_ms: 262720\n  end_ms: 264220\n- text: and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n  start_ms: 264220\n  end_ms: 265680\n- text: you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n  start_ms: 265680\n  end_ms: 271190\n- text: '...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...'\n  start_ms: 271190\n  end_ms: 273700\n- text: '...\"look for me\"...'\n  start_ms: 273700\n  end_ms: 274830\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 274830\nplain: |-\n  ...Scarface ad libs...\n\n  ...\"let me spit some game to ya\"...\n\n  [Verse 1]\n  You gotta war on drugs\n  well every other day a nigga dies\n  you showed yours, now let me show you mine\n  bring the six o'clock news\n  and let me walk 'em in my shoes\n  through what you call the inner city\n  and what I call the blues\n  I'm broke here, and I ain't wainting on a call\n  from a resturaunt to bust tables\n  when Petie's got a job\n  making 35 a week and all he do is run the streets\n  this nigga always caked up\n  chromed out and draped up\n  constantly telling me we need to get this paper\n  I'm getting skinny and it's he who get my weight up\n  straight up\n  and plus I'm tired of missing meals\n  so I paid the man a visit...\n\n  [Petie] \"What's the goddamn deal?\n  It's good to see you dog\n  I thought you might've choked up\n  respect and money, well I can get you both of 'em\"\n\n  [Face] ...I went inside, watching him break it down\n  when he was finished he handed a nigga nine\n  a nine milimeter, nine zips\n  said if I sold each one for nine, I'd have grip\n  I hesitated, I ain't never sold a stone\n  I done seen it fuck the hood up\n  plus all my niggaz gone\n  and they ain't never coming out\n  so with that in consideration\n  I took the package and bounced\n  I'm headed home, dazing out in a zone\n  eyes on my luggage, I'm abouts to get it on\n  get to the house, spread it all on the couch\n  getting this bank what it's about\n\n  [Hook]\n  That's how a nigga made\n  they got a nigga paid\n  I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\n  Get money everyday\n  it ain't no other way\n  that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n\n  [Verse 2]\n  I'm in the living room looking at the news\n  got a razor and some zipper baggies\n  about to do the fool\n  cutting hundred dollar slabs\n  wholesaling niggaz halves\n  getting money like a muthafucka\n  serivng niggaz bags\n  got the blocks all blowed up\n  the whole hood smoking\n  got a pistol I ain't shot yet\n  so dude's wide open for it\n  I'm just a youngster, I ain't done it, but I will\n  'cause I was taught you got to get it\n  so I get it how I live\n  Finna get my ma a crib, she ain't working\n  so I'm forced to win the bread for the household\n  'cause dad was no support\n  often in and out of court, caught a case out of town\n  got a body on his conscience, but nobody made a sound\n  he was going through the motions\n  he gonna probably beat the case\n  still I get down on my knees\n  and beg the Lord to let him raise\n  get up and get my workers out\n  supply 'em with the goods\n  give instructions to the goons\n  to come up out the hood\n  I ain't gotta pay the fronters\n  so I'm finally finna raise\n  'cause the bottom line is this homie\n  you gotta get paid\n\n  [Hook]\n  That's how a nigga made\n  they got a nigga paid\n  I'm a muthafuckin' jacker not a slave\n\n  Get money everyday\n  it ain't no other way\n  that's how it is until they put me in a grave\n  I never learned a trade\n  I fuck with chess and spades\n  the only other game a nigga learned to play was\n  working hopping yay\n  'cause kissing ass was gay\n  I'm on my business, I want money like I'm jade\n\n  [Verse 3]\n  I'm the nigga in the hood\n  these little homies wanna be like\n  I got when shit was good\n  but now-a-days off in this street life\n  these niggaz switch it on you\n  quick to put you in the crosses\n  now he standing in your crib\n  and got a pistol in your mouth\n  that's your muthafuckin' boy\n  he popped you and popped your broad\n  now he headed to the closet\n  and he about to take it all\n  so watch your muthafuckin' friends\n  'cause them the ones that sell you out\n  ain't no future in being loyal\n  when niggaz see you want the top\n  jealous hearted muthafuckas\n  always quick to say you hating\n  I don't want another homie dog\n  he swallowed that and chased it\n  you can make it like I made it\n  I think it's best you do it dolo (solo)\n  that way niggaz can't say shit about you\n  when talking to the po-po\n  oh yo, you know that dude that fronted me my come up\n  I caught him coming out the neighborhood\n  and had him done up\n  that's why I'm skeptic\n  when it comes to different faces\n  'cause I know I got it coming\n  but 'til then, I'll get my bank, shit\n\n  [more ad libs]\n\n  ...\"fuck you think this is?\"...\n\n  ...\"more food for thought\"...\n\n  ...\"that's how this shit go\n  muthafucka been foolin' you, fuckin' with you\n  all your muthafucking life\n  and he the muthafucka talking to the people\n  you know... get that nigga ass outta here\"...\n\n  ...\"I ride by my muthafucking self\"...\n\n  ...\"look for me\"...\n"},{"id":5559025,"name":"Problem Solver (feat. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\nLight that ass up then I send you\nOn a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\nAs I enlight you with shit I done been through\nThe complicated I done make it look simple\nWith one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\nAnd leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\nYou rap style humble I'm still standing\nAs hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\nWhy the fuck you think they call me an OG?\nThe way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\nI'm ghostly on the block with my top up\nPistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\nIf you wanna problem with me it's a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G\n\nThe knife work nice, all day gentle carver\nAnd I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\nMatter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\nMove weight legislate like extended caucus\nAnd I know how the game should be locked up\nI know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\nI know that y'all claim to be stocked up\nGun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\nThis beef rearrange your face like collagen\nCook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\nI don't play games I just rock your chin\nYou fuck with cops? 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n[01:38.75] Light that ass up then I send you\n[01:41.24] On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n[01:44.40] As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n[01:46.90] The complicated I done make it look simple\n[01:49.50] With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n[01:52.06] And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n[01:56.16] You rap style humble I'm still standing\n[01:57.64] As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n[02:01.15] Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n[02:03.25] The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n[02:05.82] I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n[02:08.17] Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n[02:10.88] If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n[02:14.01] And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n[02:16.34] I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n[02:18.81] Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n[02:21.87] Makin' money here makin' money there\n[02:23.87] Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n[02:27.38] One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n[02:29.97] Take a look at what they calling' a G\n[02:33.03] The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n[02:36.20] And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n[02:38.93] Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n[02:41.50] Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n[02:44.42] And I know how the game should be locked up\n[02:46.63] I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n[02:49.35] I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n[02:52.04] Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n[02:55.21] This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n[02:57.96] Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n[03:00.59] I don't play games I just rock your chin\n[03:03.37] You fuck with cops? 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John Legend","albumName":"Deeply Rooted","duration":292.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"If I had to play God for a day I would open up the gates let the world see my face\nRemove all doubt from the ones without the faith\nAnd put them on the path of the straight\nA safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\nI let their mommas know that they ok\nAnd when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\nAnd answer every pray one at a time\nIf I'm God huh\nAll the stabbings all the war would come to cease\nMy whole entire hood would be at peace\nNo more beef\nAnd you could sleep without the fears of being woke\nBy the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\nNo more dope you don't need it\nYou'll be cured of all diseases\nYour whole entire life would be deleted\nPlease forgive me I've been dreaming\nAnd rudely interrupted by the demons\nLaughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n\nWho listens when we pray\nWho pulls the 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Lack of focus get your nose bit\nLight that ass up then I send you\nOn a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\nAs I enlight you with shit I done been through\nThe complicated I done make it look simple\nWith one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\nAnd leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\nYou rap style humble I'm still standing\nAs hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\nWhy the fuck you think they call me an OG?\nThe way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\nI'm ghostly on the block with my top up\nPistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\nIf you wanna problem with me it's a problem\nAnd the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\nI will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\nEmpty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\nMakin' money here makin' money there\nSeein' places that you could never possibly see\nOne deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\nTake a look at what they calling' a G\n\nThe knife work nice, all day gentle carver\nAnd I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\nMatter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\nMove weight legislate like extended caucus\nAnd I know how the game should be locked up\nI know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\nI know that y'all claim to be stocked up\nGun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\nThis beef rearrange your face like collagen\nCook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\nI don't play games I just rock your chin\nYou fuck with cops? 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You broke bitch. 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You broke bitch. Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? 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Lack of focus get your nose bit\n  Light that ass up then I send you\n  On a mission impossible take flight with my pencil\n  As I enlight you with shit I done been through\n  The complicated I done make it look simple\n  With one squeeze I leave they head with a dimple\n  And leaky like an old fat bitch on her menstrual\n  You rap style humble I'm still standing\n  As hard as they been making them these days I cans till win\n  Why the fuck you think they call me an OG?\n  The way I handle biz is nothing short of unholy\n  I'm ghostly on the block with my top up\n  Pistol in my lap you shot wrong you gettin glocked up\n\n  If you wanna problem with me it's a problem\n  And the problem is that I'm a mutha-fuckin' disease\n  I will never hesitate to pull the pistol out\n  Empty the revolver on you cock it and squeeze\n  Makin' money here makin' money there\n  Seein' places that you could never possibly see\n  One deep in the streets tote heat smoke sweets\n  Take a look at what they calling' a G\n\n  The knife work nice, all day gentle carver\n  And I stay on point like a pencil sharpener\n  Matter fact, I'm on point like Tibetan archers\n  Move weight legislate like extended caucus\n  And I know how the game should be locked up\n  I know all the dope fiends veins will be popped up\n  I know that y'all claim to be stocked up\n  Gun work nice, all your brains will be mopped up\n  This beef rearrange your face like collagen\n  Cook jums on the same pot my mamma pasta in\n  I don't play games I just rock your chin\n  You fuck with cops? 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Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nNow back to the '84 big body to door\nNo blaze on the muhfucka but it still roll\nMemba' what told you what I had stashed in the dash\nBack in the past, well, now I got two O's\n\nRicky tells, two show, comin' out hard\nDoors wide open, kids dancin' in the yard\nWhile I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man\nBumpin' Cutlass, Monte Carlos and Rivas man\n\nRollin' in slow mo, like the whole block screwed\nLike bill '79, bumpin' Devin the Dude\nOn the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly\nAnd right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher\n\nShe ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride\nWhile I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige\nSee I damn near cried day Rick James died\nSee that shit was cold blooded but the music keep pumpin'\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nHey, I like that shit you on, ya dig?\nAnd I got some shit I'ma put you on\nI'ma put you on that shit I be on\n\nIt was like fuck the police comin' straight from the underground\nA young nigga blowin' Big comin' down\nA nigga with the attitude easy re-in' Dre and Q\nCreepin' up the avenue, that's how you had to do\n\nYes, I'm the rhythm, the rebel without a cause\nNever lowerin' my level\nI'm on some Chuck D shit from PE\nSix in the mornin' I hustle with Ice T\n\nSix in the evenin' I'm chillin' wit' Willy B\nLeavin' out the nickel I'm bumpin' some Kool G. 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doubt from the ones without the faith\n  And put them on the path of the straight\n  A safe place, for the young to come out if they want to play\n  I let their mommas know that they ok\n  And when y'all pray, I'll respond so you can all see a sign\n  And answer every pray one at a time\n  If I'm God huh\n  All the stabbings all the war would come to cease\n  My whole entire hood would be at peace\n  No more beef\n  And you could sleep without the fears of being woke\n  By the sounds of sirens, screams of people being smoked\n  No more dope you don't need it\n  You'll be cured of all diseases\n  Your whole entire life would be deleted\n  Please forgive me I've been dreaming\n  And rudely interrupted by the demons\n  Laughed at the picture I was seeing on the ceiling\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your own child's nose\n\n  God has a face\n\n  Just imagine if the devil had a day\n  And God had took a break and walked away\n  Would you feel safe?\n  If everything you loved turned into hate\n  Will the dark angel's evil show you grace\n  Only to be eaten by a snake\n  One life one mistake\n  Be careful of the choices that you make\n  Cause one day you'll be standing on your feet and then the next\n  You're underneath the sheet greeting death\n  I wonder when I sleep is he there sitting on my chest, stealing breath\n  Shortening my days even less\n  More souls never rest\n  A killer walks the streets seeking flesh\n  A adolescent hangs she depressed\n  A priest who confessed\n  A judged typing a nigga in a text\n  Your honor what the fuck did you expect\n\n  A father kills his son look at life it's a mess\n  Just imagine what would happen if the lord up and left\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n\n  When all that you believed in was a lie\n  Are you willing to accept it when you find out\n  Or try to reason with yourself that's what it is when it's not\n  And all the whole while it's been a plot\n  To poison our minds and leave us blind to the fact\n  That they keep us in the dark know they act\n  We react all surprised and not realize that\n  This shit a trap\n  Thought religion was the answer but the answer wasn't that\n  The church and these politics they all full of crap\n  It's a shame but that's how were blaming it's for the scratch\n  So I don't knock I'm tryna to put a black card in my wallet\n  But some dollars in my pocket ain't the topic\n  Y'all need to stop it\n\n  This is just crazy these little babies ticking time bombs\n  Walking around the lunchroom pulling guns\n  If momma and daddy took the time to raise their son\n  Then the sister wouldn't be the mom before she twenty-one huh\n\n  Who listens when we pray\n  Who pulls the strings of the world as we struggle today\n  Will you show your face\n  I don't want to wait wait, wait 'til I die\n  Wait wait, wait for my eyes to close\n  Smile on your child's nose\n  God has face\n"},{"id":24304568,"name":"Bumpin' My Music","trackName":"Bumpin' My Music","artistName":"Ray Cash feat. Scarface","albumName":"DJ Premier-God Vs. Tha Devil","duration":272.013061,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga\nCleveland, open up ya' doors\n\nI'm in the old school '84 Delta 88\nWit' a ounce but I'm bouncin' like I'm out here movin' weight\nBumpin Biggie in the pioneer as I reminisce\nBefore that it was Devils took 'em back to '96\n\nI went down to Houston for some face\nMary Jane wit' a coincidence I'm blowin' swishas doin the same thing\nSix-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees\nI'm a ho, Playaz Club, Ice Cube, Master P\n\nAnd since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK\nRidin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say?\nI'm just stickin' and movin', under my seat is my tool\nAnd I keep it for any nigga wanna be trippin' or foolin'\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music as I'm spinnin' the ben\nI'm bumpin' Pac, picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen\nYeah, yeah, now as I spin in the ben\nI'm bumpin' Pac picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nNow back to the '84 big body to door\nNo blaze on the muhfucka but it still roll\nMemba' what told you what I had stashed in the dash\nBack in the past, well, now I got two O's\n\nRicky tells, two show, comin' out hard\nDoors wide open, kids dancin' in the yard\nWhile I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man\nBumpin' Cutlass, Monte Carlos and Rivas man\n\nRollin' in slow mo, like the whole block screwed\nLike bill '79, bumpin' Devin the Dude\nOn the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly\nAnd right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher\n\nShe ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride\nWhile I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige\nSee I damn near cried day Rick James died\nSee that shit was cold blooded but the music keep pumpin'\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nHey, I like that shit you on, ya dig?\nAnd I got some shit I'ma put you on\nI'ma put you on that shit I be on\n\nIt was like fuck the police comin' straight from the underground\nA young nigga blowin' Big comin' down\nA nigga with the attitude easy re-in' Dre and Q\nCreepin' up the avenue, that's how you had to do\n\nYes, I'm the rhythm, the rebel without a cause\nNever lowerin' my level\nI'm on some Chuck D shit from PE\nSix in the mornin' I hustle with Ice T\n\nSix in the evenin' I'm chillin' wit' Willy B\nLeavin' out the nickel I'm bumpin' some Kool G. Rap\nBack to the neighborhood, shoot me some craps\nI'm fuckin' wit' that pluck wit' the kool aid pack\n\nAnd now I got a brotha by the name of Warren Lee\nHot shot Regal illegal, like Marley\nI get down like I'm BDP\nAss blaster like blast faster cocked and squeeze\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nI'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\nBumpin' my music\nWanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\nRelease my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\nMusic","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Bumpin' My Music\n  artist: Ray Cash feat. Scarface\n  album: DJ Premier-God Vs. Tha Devil\n  duration_ms: 272013\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  That's right, uh, recognize real ghetto vision, nigga\n  Cleveland, open up ya' doors\n\n  I'm in the old school '84 Delta 88\n  Wit' a ounce but I'm bouncin' like I'm out here movin' weight\n  Bumpin Biggie in the pioneer as I reminisce\n  Before that it was Devils took 'em back to '96\n\n  I went down to Houston for some face\n  Mary Jane wit' a coincidence I'm blowin' swishas doin the same thing\n  Six-hundred for some big O's, 400 degrees\n  I'm a ho, Playaz Club, Ice Cube, Master P\n\n  And since I'm movin' my yay, know I got UGK\n  Ridin' dirty lookin' for that high life pimp what more can I say?\n  I'm just stickin' and movin', under my seat is my tool\n  And I keep it for any nigga wanna be trippin' or foolin'\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music as I'm spinnin' the ben\n  I'm bumpin' Pac, picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen\n  Yeah, yeah, now as I spin in the ben\n  I'm bumpin' Pac picture me rollin' without spillin' my Hen\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\n  Bumpin' my music\n  Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\n  Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\n  Now back to the '84 big body to door\n  No blaze on the muhfucka but it still roll\n  Memba' what told you what I had stashed in the dash\n  Back in the past, well, now I got two O's\n\n  Ricky tells, two show, comin' out hard\n  Doors wide open, kids dancin' in the yard\n  While I'm stuntin' like Evel Knievel man\n  Bumpin' Cutlass, Monte Carlos and Rivas man\n\n  Rollin' in slow mo, like the whole block screwed\n  Like bill '79, bumpin' Devin the Dude\n  On the way to the telly, we was bumpin' R. Kelly\n  And right before I cut her, it was confessions from Usher\n\n  She ain't used to a thug, she love the way I ride\n  While I'm bumpin' My Life by Mary J. Blige\n  See I damn near cried day Rick James died\n  See that shit was cold blooded but the music keep pumpin'\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\n  Bumpin' my music\n  Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\n  Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\n  Bumpin' my music\n  Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\n  Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\n  Hey, I like that shit you on, ya dig?\n  And I got some shit I'ma put you on\n  I'ma put you on that shit I be on\n\n  It was like fuck the police comin' straight from the underground\n  A young nigga blowin' Big comin' down\n  A nigga with the attitude easy re-in' Dre and Q\n  Creepin' up the avenue, that's how you had to do\n\n  Yes, I'm the rhythm, the rebel without a cause\n  Never lowerin' my level\n  I'm on some Chuck D shit from PE\n  Six in the mornin' I hustle with Ice T\n\n  Six in the evenin' I'm chillin' wit' Willy B\n  Leavin' out the nickel I'm bumpin' some Kool G. Rap\n  Back to the neighborhood, shoot me some craps\n  I'm fuckin' wit' that pluck wit' the kool aid pack\n\n  And now I got a brotha by the name of Warren Lee\n  Hot shot Regal illegal, like Marley\n  I get down like I'm BDP\n  Ass blaster like blast faster cocked and squeeze\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\n  Bumpin' my music\n  Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\n  Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\n  I'm just bumpin' my music, music, music\n  Bumpin' my music\n  Wanna hear my music? Well, let me open up my door\n  Release my reefer smoke so you can hear my speakers blow\n\n  Music\n"}]