[{"id":22380290,"name":"Frankenberry","trackName":"Frankenberry","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Mic Tyson","duration":140.68,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Mic Tyson\n duration_ms: 140680\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":12472085,"name":"Frankenberry","trackName":"Frankenberry","artistName":"Sean Price, Buckshot","albumName":"Mic Tyson","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry\n artist: Sean Price, Buckshot\n album: Mic Tyson\n duration_ms: 141000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":28705305,"name":"Frankenberry","trackName":"Frankenberry","artistName":"Sean Price/Buckshot","albumName":"Mic Tyson (Deluxe Edition)","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry\n artist: Sean Price/Buckshot\n album: Mic Tyson (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 141000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":8309791,"name":"Frankenberry","trackName":"Frankenberry","artistName":"Sean Price feat. Buckshot","albumName":"Mic Tyson","duration":141.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry\n artist: Sean Price feat. Buckshot\n album: Mic Tyson\n duration_ms: 141000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":14565274,"name":"Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)","trackName":"Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Mic Tyson","duration":140.747755,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Mic Tyson\n duration_ms: 140748\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":23629547,"name":"Frankenberry (Feat. Buckshot)","trackName":"Frankenberry (Feat. Buckshot)","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Gorilla","duration":140.68,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry (Feat. Buckshot)\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Gorilla\n duration_ms: 140680\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":12001970,"name":"Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)","trackName":"Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)","artistName":"Sean Price","albumName":"Mic Tyson (Deluxe Edition)","duration":140.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":"[00:05.42] One for the money, two for the dough\n[00:07.25] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[00:08.13] Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n[00:10.92] You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n[00:14.54] Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n[00:17.30] Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n[00:20.10] Never go on the block, like I used to do\n[00:22.81] Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n[00:25.52] Mister boom bap rap whatever\n[00:27.43] The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n[00:30.19] So nice that my wife be in em\n[00:31.18] Body the great grape ape\n[00:34.77] Probably break one eighth of your face off\n[00:37.46] Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n[00:39.30] Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n[00:42.13] Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n[00:45.04] You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n[00:47.86] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[00:51.49] You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[00:53.28] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[00:57.00] I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n[00:59.79] One for the money, two for the dough\n[01:03.46] Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n[01:05.24] You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n[01:08.99] You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n[01:11.80] You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n[01:14.43] Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n[01:16.30] Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n[01:21.06] And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n[01:22.89] She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n[01:25.57] Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n[01:28.49] Please, use your knees for a stand\n[01:31.24] You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n[01:34.00] Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n[01:36.91] Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n[01:39.79] The tools that I use, two hammers\n[01:42.41] One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n[01:45.22] Personally, it's nothing personal\n[01:47.10] You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n[01:50.83] Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n[01:53.55] I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n[01:56.30] I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n[02:00.12] I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n[02:02.92] I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n[02:05.65] Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n[02:09.32] Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n[02:11.17] Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n[02:14.00] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry (feat. Buckshot)\n artist: Sean Price\n album: Mic Tyson (Deluxe Edition)\n duration_ms: 140000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 5420\n end_ms: 7250\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 7250\n end_ms: 8130\n- text: Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n start_ms: 8130\n end_ms: 10920\n- text: You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n start_ms: 10920\n end_ms: 14540\n- text: Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n start_ms: 14540\n end_ms: 17300\n- text: Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n start_ms: 17300\n end_ms: 20100\n- text: Never go on the block, like I used to do\n start_ms: 20100\n end_ms: 22810\n- text: Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n start_ms: 22810\n end_ms: 25520\n- text: Mister boom bap rap whatever\n start_ms: 25520\n end_ms: 27430\n- text: The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n start_ms: 27430\n end_ms: 30190\n- text: So nice that my wife be in em\n start_ms: 30190\n end_ms: 31180\n- text: Body the great grape ape\n start_ms: 31180\n end_ms: 34770\n- text: Probably break one eighth of your face off\n start_ms: 34770\n end_ms: 37460\n- text: Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n start_ms: 37460\n end_ms: 39300\n- text: Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n start_ms: 39300\n end_ms: 42130\n- text: Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n start_ms: 42130\n end_ms: 45040\n- text: You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n start_ms: 45040\n end_ms: 47860\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 47860\n end_ms: 51490\n- text: You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 51490\n end_ms: 53280\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 53280\n end_ms: 57000\n- text: I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 57000\n end_ms: 59790\n- text: One for the money, two for the dough\n start_ms: 59790\n end_ms: 63460\n- text: Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n start_ms: 63460\n end_ms: 65240\n- text: You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n start_ms: 65240\n end_ms: 68990\n- text: You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n start_ms: 68990\n end_ms: 71800\n- text: You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n start_ms: 71800\n end_ms: 74430\n- text: Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n start_ms: 74430\n end_ms: 76300\n- text: Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n start_ms: 76300\n end_ms: 81060\n- text: And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n start_ms: 81060\n end_ms: 82890\n- text: She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n start_ms: 82890\n end_ms: 85570\n- text: Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n start_ms: 85570\n end_ms: 88490\n- text: Please, use your knees for a stand\n start_ms: 88490\n end_ms: 91240\n- text: You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n start_ms: 91240\n end_ms: 94000\n- text: Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n start_ms: 94000\n end_ms: 96910\n- text: Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n start_ms: 96910\n end_ms: 99790\n- text: The tools that I use, two hammers\n start_ms: 99790\n end_ms: 102410\n- text: One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n start_ms: 102410\n end_ms: 105220\n- text: Personally, it's nothing personal\n start_ms: 105220\n end_ms: 107100\n- text: You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n start_ms: 107100\n end_ms: 110830\n- text: Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n start_ms: 110830\n end_ms: 113550\n- text: I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n start_ms: 113550\n end_ms: 116300\n- text: I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n start_ms: 116300\n end_ms: 120120\n- text: I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n start_ms: 120120\n end_ms: 122920\n- text: I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n start_ms: 122920\n end_ms: 125650\n- text: Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n start_ms: 125650\n end_ms: 129320\n- text: Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n start_ms: 129320\n end_ms: 131170\n- text: Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n start_ms: 131170\n end_ms: 134000\n- text: ''\n start_ms: 134000\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"},{"id":29398412,"name":"Frankenberry (Instrumental)","trackName":"Frankenberry (Instrumental)","artistName":"Sean Price/Buckshot","albumName":"Mic Tyson (Instrumentals)","duration":143.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"One for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nBroke with a job, a crook with the cash\nYou be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\nGot my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\nPut this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\nNever go on the block, like I used to do\nWhy go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\nMister boom bap rap whatever\nThe black leather match the black Nike Venoms\nSo nice that my wife be in em\nBody the great grape ape\nProbably break one eighth of your face off\nFake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\nPunch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\nHard to do this, I'm doing me\nYou can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\nOne for the money, two for the dough\nThree for the paper, that's all that I know\nYou call that a show, it's more of a circus\nYou tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\nYou fall for the service, you fall on your face\nJudging shit backwards, stop calling this case\nNow I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\nAnd if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\nShe really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\nThen leave, now she expect the same shit from me\nPlease, use your knees for a stand\nYou got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\nDamn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\nSon, I'mma shit on better stools\nThe tools that I use, two hammers\nOne for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\nPersonally, it's nothing personal\nYou send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\nClearly it's that, the realer you act\nI'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\nI'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\nI'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\nI'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\nExploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\nFake fuck, I will fuck up your face\nFuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Frankenberry (Instrumental)\n artist: Sean Price/Buckshot\n album: Mic Tyson (Instrumentals)\n duration_ms: 143000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n Broke with a job, a crook with the cash\n You be hoping to God I don't put my foot in your ass\n Got my foot on the gas, and I'm running the red\n Put this pack in your ass, I just gun you dreads\n Never go on the block, like I used to do\n Why go on the block, I call up my niggas, boo\n Mister boom bap rap whatever\n The black leather match the black Nike Venoms\n So nice that my wife be in em\n Body the great grape ape\n Probably break one eighth of your face off\n Fake and soft, pa and I hate all of you\n Punch you in the face now you able to taste barbecue\n Hard to do this, I'm doing me\n You can do what you do, just don't do it in front of P\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse for me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of the rappers that really can rap\n One for the money, two for the dough\n Three for the paper, that's all that I know\n You call that a show, it's more of a circus\n You tryna hear Buck flow, still calling 'em nervous\n You fall for the service, you fall on your face\n Judging shit backwards, stop calling this case\n Now I'm all in your space, cause I'm outta this world\n And if I show what's on my plate, say goodbye to your girl\n She really a bird, cause you're giving her seeds\n Then leave, now she expect the same shit from me\n Please, use your knees for a stand\n You got a big mouth, now who deeming my little man\n Damn, it's a new pedestal that I sit on\n Son, I'mma shit on better stools\n The tools that I use, two hammers\n One for the nail in your coffin, the next for your life after\n Personally, it's nothing personal\n You send a verse to me, I'll send a hearse to you\n Clearly it's that, the realer you act\n I'm actually one of them rappers that really can rap\n I'm actually one of them clappers that actually strapped\n I'm actually running with Africans, trafficking smack\n I'm actually smacking the nap off your faculty jack\n Exploiting the Black, nigga nap Cadillac rap\n Fake fuck, I will fuck up your face\n Fuck face fingers, fuck trigger nigga the ape\n"}]