[{"id":6812069,"name":"Cut You Loose","trackName":"Cut You Loose","artistName":"Slaughterhouse","albumName":"Slaughterhouse","duration":283.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[Repeat in background]\n\n[Royce Da 5'9\"]\nWoo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nShootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nTo them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... FUCK you too!\nYou corny so I gotta cut you loose\nI looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\nI swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n[Crooked I]\nI got these A&R's heart racin\nGot 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\nThis is bar raisin\nI'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\nThink I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\nThan to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\nHell naw, I will not support it\nRather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\nMy skills be on point like a flyin dart\nSometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\nA whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\nBut a vulture with a lion heart\nI eloquently breathe fire\nI speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\nAnd I could teach riders how to do they thang\nSo they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\nWe could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\nThink about it, that mean I put you under my wing\nOr I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\nCut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\nCall me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\nSoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\nHere's somethin you could NEVER dispute\nThe last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n[Joell Ortiz]\nMan I feel ruined inside\nSomebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\nThat loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\nSometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\nI found out I been persuin a lie\nIt's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\nCause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\nBut what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\nWho stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\nI 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\nNowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\nCan't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\nI'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\nY'all don't even give me a buzz\nI can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\nNothin there but the air in y'all heads\nMan I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\nI'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\nI can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\nThese dudes suck and they bad liars\nThis is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n(What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\nBut apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\nI ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\nThere's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\nInstead of be listenin to the radio\nI'm cuttin you loose\n\n[Joe Budden]\nLook, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\nWoulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\nOn the block on the scene wit'chu\nAnd the most beautiful thing wit'chu\nIs we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\nNot a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\nThen we started arguin, havin single issues\nSomethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\nSO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\nI see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\nE'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\nDo whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\nFor real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\nHow you could thug me?\nIf I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n(How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\nSo you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\nAin't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\nWhat you really think of me, you disgust me\nI 12-step my addict itch\nSo Method Man, you could have that bitch\nBut now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\nI just hit her hard and she got papers against me\nIt's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\nJust text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n\n\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[Repeat to fade]","syncedLyrics":"[00:00.48] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[00:03.33] [Repeat in background]\n[00:03.86] [Royce Da 5'9\"]\n[00:04.40] Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... I'm through as a fan\n[00:33.37] No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n[00:36.34] How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n[00:38.37] Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n[00:41.87] Jim Jones dissin Jay\n[00:43.48] This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n[00:45.63] I know my lawyers play the lies game\n[00:48.43] It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n[00:51.48] Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n[00:53.06] The game backwards like dancers\n[00:54.72] Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n[00:57.67] To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n[01:01.02] ... FUCK you too!\n[01:03.16] You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n[01:05.00] I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n[01:07.87] I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n[01:09.63] [Crooked I]\n[01:10.06] I got these A&R's heart racin\n[01:11.76] Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n[01:14.41] This is bar raisin\n[01:16.50] I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n[01:20.43] Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n[01:22.62] Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n[01:25.07] Hell naw, I will not support it\n[01:27.02] Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n[01:30.23] My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n[01:32.14] Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n[01:34.73] A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n[01:37.89] But a vulture with a lion heart\n[01:39.59] I eloquently breathe fire\n[01:41.19] I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n[01:44.46] And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n[01:46.56] So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n[01:49.03] We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n[01:51.54] Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n[01:53.84] Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n[01:56.42] Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n[01:59.07] Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n[02:01.78] SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n[02:04.00] Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n[02:05.74] The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n[02:08.30] [Joell Ortiz]\n[02:09.17] Man I feel ruined inside\n[02:10.86] Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n[02:12.57] That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n[02:14.87] Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n[02:18.14] I found out I been persuin a lie\n[02:20.40] It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n[02:22.93] Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n[02:25.10] But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] Instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [Repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose\n  artist: Slaughterhouse\n  album: Slaughterhouse\n  duration_ms: 283000\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[Repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  (What's goin on?) 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nShootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nTo them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... FUCK you too!\nYou corny so I gotta cut you loose\nI looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\nI swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n[Crooked I]\nI got these A&R's heart racin\nGot 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\nThis is bar raisin\nI'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\nThink I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\nThan to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\nHell naw, I will not support it\nRather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\nMy skills be on point like a flyin dart\nSometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\nA whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\nBut a vulture with a lion heart\nI eloquently breathe fire\nI speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\nAnd I could teach riders how to do they thang\nSo they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\nWe could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\nThink about it, that mean I put you under my wing\nOr I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\nCut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\nCall me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\nSoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\nHere's somethin you could NEVER dispute\nThe last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n[Joell Ortiz]\nMan I feel ruined inside\nSomebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\nThat loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\nSometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\nI found out I been persuin a lie\nIt's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\nCause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\nBut what's my single? 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] Instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [Repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose\n  artist: Slaughterhouse\n  album: Slaughterhouse\n  duration_ms: 285414\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[Repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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FUCK you too!'\n  start_ms: 61020\n  end_ms: 63160\n- text: You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  start_ms: 63160\n  end_ms: 65000\n- text: I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  start_ms: 65000\n  end_ms: 67870\n- text: I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n  start_ms: 67870\n  end_ms: 69630\n- text: '[Crooked I]'\n  start_ms: 69630\n  end_ms: 70060\n- text: I got these A&R's heart racin\n  start_ms: 70060\n  end_ms: 71760\n- text: Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  start_ms: 71760\n  end_ms: 74410\n- text: This is bar raisin\n  start_ms: 74410\n  end_ms: 76500\n- text: I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  start_ms: 76500\n  end_ms: 80430\n- text: Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  start_ms: 80430\n  end_ms: 82620\n- text: Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  start_ms: 82620\n  end_ms: 85070\n- text: Hell naw, I will not support it\n  start_ms: 85070\n  end_ms: 87020\n- text: Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  start_ms: 87020\n  end_ms: 90230\n- text: My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  start_ms: 90230\n  end_ms: 92140\n- text: Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  start_ms: 92140\n  end_ms: 94730\n- text: A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  start_ms: 94730\n  end_ms: 97890\n- text: But a vulture with a lion heart\n  start_ms: 97890\n  end_ms: 99590\n- text: I eloquently breathe fire\n  start_ms: 99590\n  end_ms: 101190\n- text: I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  start_ms: 101190\n  end_ms: 104460\n- text: And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  start_ms: 104460\n  end_ms: 106560\n- text: So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  start_ms: 106560\n  end_ms: 109030\n- text: We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  start_ms: 109030\n  end_ms: 111540\n- text: Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  start_ms: 111540\n  end_ms: 113840\n- text: Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  start_ms: 113840\n  end_ms: 116420\n- text: Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  start_ms: 116420\n  end_ms: 119070\n- text: Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  start_ms: 119070\n  end_ms: 121780\n- text: SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  start_ms: 121780\n  end_ms: 124000\n- text: Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  start_ms: 124000\n  end_ms: 125740\n- text: The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n  start_ms: 125740\n  end_ms: 128300\n- text: '[Joell Ortiz]'\n  start_ms: 128300\n  end_ms: 129170\n- text: Man I feel ruined inside\n  start_ms: 129170\n  end_ms: 130860\n- text: Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  start_ms: 130860\n  end_ms: 132570\n- text: That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  start_ms: 132570\n  end_ms: 134870\n- text: Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  start_ms: 134870\n  end_ms: 138140\n- text: I found out I been persuin a lie\n  start_ms: 138140\n  end_ms: 140400\n- text: It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  start_ms: 140400\n  end_ms: 142930\n- text: Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  start_ms: 142930\n  end_ms: 145100\n- text: But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  start_ms: 145100\n  end_ms: 147820\n- text: Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  start_ms: 147820\n  end_ms: 150630\n- text: I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  start_ms: 150630\n  end_ms: 152940\n- text: Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  start_ms: 152940\n  end_ms: 155640\n- text: Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  start_ms: 155640\n  end_ms: 158110\n- text: I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  start_ms: 158110\n  end_ms: 160660\n- text: Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  start_ms: 160660\n  end_ms: 162490\n- text: I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  start_ms: 162490\n  end_ms: 164760\n- text: Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  start_ms: 164760\n  end_ms: 166790\n- text: Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  start_ms: 166790\n  end_ms: 169370\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  start_ms: 169370\n  end_ms: 171550\n- text: I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  start_ms: 171550\n  end_ms: 174080\n- text: These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  start_ms: 174080\n  end_ms: 176240\n- text: This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  start_ms: 176240\n  end_ms: 180220\n- text: (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  start_ms: 180220\n  end_ms: 182420\n- text: But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  start_ms: 182420\n  end_ms: 186080\n- text: I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  start_ms: 186080\n  end_ms: 187870\n- text: There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  start_ms: 187870\n  end_ms: 190840\n- text: Instead of be listenin to the radio\n  start_ms: 190840\n  end_ms: 193660\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose\n  start_ms: 193660\n  end_ms: 195150\n- text: '[Joe Budden]'\n  start_ms: 195150\n  end_ms: 195740\n- text: Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  start_ms: 195740\n  end_ms: 197700\n- text: Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  start_ms: 197700\n  end_ms: 200260\n- text: On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  start_ms: 200260\n  end_ms: 202010\n- text: And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  start_ms: 202010\n  end_ms: 203970\n- text: Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  start_ms: 203970\n  end_ms: 206830\n- text: Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  start_ms: 206830\n  end_ms: 209380\n- text: Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  start_ms: 209380\n  end_ms: 211810\n- text: Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  start_ms: 211810\n  end_ms: 214140\n- text: SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 214140\n  end_ms: 216020\n- text: I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  start_ms: 216020\n  end_ms: 219010\n- text: E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  start_ms: 219010\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 223660\n- text: For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 223660\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: How you could thug me?\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 226710\n- text: If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  start_ms: 226710\n  end_ms: 230170\n- text: (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  start_ms: 230170\n  end_ms: 233220\n- text: So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  start_ms: 233220\n  end_ms: 236390\n- text: Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  start_ms: 236390\n  end_ms: 238830\n- text: What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  start_ms: 238830\n  end_ms: 241320\n- text: I 12-step my addict itch\n  start_ms: 241320\n  end_ms: 242970\n- text: So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  start_ms: 242970\n  end_ms: 245090\n- text: But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  start_ms: 245090\n  end_ms: 247800\n- text: I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  start_ms: 247800\n  end_ms: 250210\n- text: It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  start_ms: 250210\n  end_ms: 253020\n- text: Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n  start_ms: 253020\n  end_ms: 255520\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 255520\n  end_ms: 258700\n- text: '[Repeat to fade]'\n  start_ms: 258700\n  end_ms: 278800\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 278800\nplain: |-\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [Repeat in background]\n\n  [Royce Da 5'9\"]\n  Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... FUCK you too!\n  You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n  [Crooked I]\n  I got these A&R's heart racin\n  Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  This is bar raisin\n  I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  Hell naw, I will not support it\n  Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  But a vulture with a lion heart\n  I eloquently breathe fire\n  I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n  [Joell Ortiz]\n  Man I feel ruined inside\n  Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  I found out I been persuin a lie\n  It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  Instead of be listenin to the radio\n  I'm cuttin you loose\n\n  [Joe Budden]\n  Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  How you could thug me?\n  If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  I 12-step my addict itch\n  So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [Repeat to fade]\n"},{"id":21971551,"name":"Cut You Loose","trackName":"Cut You Loose","artistName":"Slaughterhouse","albumName":"Slaughterhouse","duration":401.239832,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[Repeat in background]\n\n[Royce Da 5'9\"]\nWoo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nShootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nTo them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... FUCK you too!\nYou corny so I gotta cut you loose\nI looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\nI swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n[Crooked I]\nI got these A&R's heart racin\nGot 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\nThis is bar raisin\nI'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\nThink I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\nThan to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\nHell naw, I will not support it\nRather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\nMy skills be on point like a flyin dart\nSometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\nA whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\nBut a vulture with a lion heart\nI eloquently breathe fire\nI speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\nAnd I could teach riders how to do they thang\nSo they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\nWe could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\nThink about it, that mean I put you under my wing\nOr I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\nCut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\nCall me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\nSoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\nHere's somethin you could NEVER dispute\nThe last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n[Joell Ortiz]\nMan I feel ruined inside\nSomebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\nThat loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\nSometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\nI found out I been persuin a lie\nIt's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\nCause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\nBut what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\nWho stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\nI 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\nNowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\nCan't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\nI'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\nY'all don't even give me a buzz\nI can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\nNothin there but the air in y'all heads\nMan I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\nI'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\nI can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\nThese dudes suck and they bad liars\nThis is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n(What's goin on?) 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... I'm through as a fan\n[00:33.37] No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n[00:36.34] How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n[00:38.37] Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n[00:41.87] Jim Jones dissin Jay\n[00:43.48] This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n[00:45.63] I know my lawyers play the lies game\n[00:48.43] It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n[00:51.48] Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n[00:53.06] The game backwards like dancers\n[00:54.72] Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n[00:57.67] To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n[01:01.02] ... FUCK you too!\n[01:03.16] You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n[01:05.00] I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n[01:07.87] I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n[01:09.63] [Crooked I]\n[01:10.06] I got these A&R's heart racin\n[01:11.76] Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n[01:14.41] This is bar raisin\n[01:16.50] I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n[01:20.43] Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n[01:22.62] Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n[01:25.07] Hell naw, I will not support it\n[01:27.02] Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n[01:30.23] My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n[01:32.14] Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n[01:34.73] A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n[01:37.89] But a vulture with a lion heart\n[01:39.59] I eloquently breathe fire\n[01:41.19] I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n[01:44.46] And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n[01:46.56] So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n[01:49.03] We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n[01:51.54] Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n[01:53.84] Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n[01:56.42] Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n[01:59.07] Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n[02:01.78] SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n[02:04.00] Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n[02:05.74] The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n[02:08.30] [Joell Ortiz]\n[02:09.17] Man I feel ruined inside\n[02:10.86] Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n[02:12.57] That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n[02:14.87] Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n[02:18.14] I found out I been persuin a lie\n[02:20.40] It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n[02:22.93] Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n[02:25.10] But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] Instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [Repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose\n  artist: Slaughterhouse\n  album: Slaughterhouse\n  duration_ms: 401240\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[Repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... FUCK you too!\n  You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n  [Crooked I]\n  I got these A&R's heart racin\n  Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  This is bar raisin\n  I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  Hell naw, I will not support it\n  Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  But a vulture with a lion heart\n  I eloquently breathe fire\n  I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n  [Joell Ortiz]\n  Man I feel ruined inside\n  Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  That loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  I found out I been persuin a lie\n  It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  But what's my single? 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  Shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  To them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  Instead of be listenin to the radio\n  I'm cuttin you loose\n\n  [Joe Budden]\n  Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  Is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  How you could thug me?\n  If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  So you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  I 12-step my addict itch\n  So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [Repeat to fade]\n"},{"id":14079449,"name":"Cut You Loose","trackName":"Cut You Loose","artistName":"Slaughterhouse","albumName":"Slaughterhouse (Bonus Track Version)","duration":285.413878,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[repeat in background]\n\n[Royce Da 5'9\"]\nWoo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nshootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nto them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose\n  artist: Slaughterhouse\n  album: Slaughterhouse (Bonus Track Version)\n  duration_ms: 285414\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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FUCK you too!'\n  start_ms: 61020\n  end_ms: 63160\n- text: You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  start_ms: 63160\n  end_ms: 65000\n- text: I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  start_ms: 65000\n  end_ms: 67870\n- text: I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n  start_ms: 67870\n  end_ms: 69630\n- text: '[Crooked I]'\n  start_ms: 69630\n  end_ms: 70060\n- text: I got these A&R's heart racin\n  start_ms: 70060\n  end_ms: 71760\n- text: Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  start_ms: 71760\n  end_ms: 74410\n- text: This is bar raisin\n  start_ms: 74410\n  end_ms: 76500\n- text: I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  start_ms: 76500\n  end_ms: 80430\n- text: Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  start_ms: 80430\n  end_ms: 82620\n- text: Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  start_ms: 82620\n  end_ms: 85070\n- text: Hell naw, I will not support it\n  start_ms: 85070\n  end_ms: 87020\n- text: Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  start_ms: 87020\n  end_ms: 90230\n- text: My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  start_ms: 90230\n  end_ms: 92140\n- text: Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  start_ms: 92140\n  end_ms: 94730\n- text: A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  start_ms: 94730\n  end_ms: 97890\n- text: But a vulture with a lion heart\n  start_ms: 97890\n  end_ms: 99590\n- text: I eloquently breathe fire\n  start_ms: 99590\n  end_ms: 101190\n- text: I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  start_ms: 101190\n  end_ms: 104460\n- text: And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  start_ms: 104460\n  end_ms: 106560\n- text: So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  start_ms: 106560\n  end_ms: 109030\n- text: We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  start_ms: 109030\n  end_ms: 111540\n- text: Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  start_ms: 111540\n  end_ms: 113840\n- text: Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  start_ms: 113840\n  end_ms: 116420\n- text: Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  start_ms: 116420\n  end_ms: 119070\n- text: Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  start_ms: 119070\n  end_ms: 121780\n- text: SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  start_ms: 121780\n  end_ms: 124000\n- text: Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  start_ms: 124000\n  end_ms: 125740\n- text: The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n  start_ms: 125740\n  end_ms: 128300\n- text: '[Joell Ortiz]'\n  start_ms: 128300\n  end_ms: 129170\n- text: Man I feel ruined inside\n  start_ms: 129170\n  end_ms: 130860\n- text: Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  start_ms: 130860\n  end_ms: 132570\n- text: that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  start_ms: 132570\n  end_ms: 134870\n- text: Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  start_ms: 134870\n  end_ms: 138140\n- text: I found out I been persuin a lie\n  start_ms: 138140\n  end_ms: 140400\n- text: It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  start_ms: 140400\n  end_ms: 142930\n- text: Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  start_ms: 142930\n  end_ms: 145100\n- text: But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  start_ms: 145100\n  end_ms: 147820\n- text: Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  start_ms: 147820\n  end_ms: 150630\n- text: I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  start_ms: 150630\n  end_ms: 152940\n- text: Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  start_ms: 152940\n  end_ms: 155640\n- text: Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  start_ms: 155640\n  end_ms: 158110\n- text: I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  start_ms: 158110\n  end_ms: 160660\n- text: Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  start_ms: 160660\n  end_ms: 162490\n- text: I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  start_ms: 162490\n  end_ms: 164760\n- text: Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  start_ms: 164760\n  end_ms: 166790\n- text: Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  start_ms: 166790\n  end_ms: 169370\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  start_ms: 169370\n  end_ms: 171550\n- text: I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  start_ms: 171550\n  end_ms: 174080\n- text: These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  start_ms: 174080\n  end_ms: 176240\n- text: This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  start_ms: 176240\n  end_ms: 180220\n- text: (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  start_ms: 180220\n  end_ms: 182420\n- text: But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  start_ms: 182420\n  end_ms: 186080\n- text: I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  start_ms: 186080\n  end_ms: 187870\n- text: There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  start_ms: 187870\n  end_ms: 190840\n- text: instead of be listenin to the radio\n  start_ms: 190840\n  end_ms: 193660\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose\n  start_ms: 193660\n  end_ms: 195150\n- text: '[Joe Budden]'\n  start_ms: 195150\n  end_ms: 195740\n- text: Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  start_ms: 195740\n  end_ms: 197700\n- text: Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  start_ms: 197700\n  end_ms: 200260\n- text: On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  start_ms: 200260\n  end_ms: 202010\n- text: And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  start_ms: 202010\n  end_ms: 203970\n- text: is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  start_ms: 203970\n  end_ms: 206830\n- text: Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  start_ms: 206830\n  end_ms: 209380\n- text: Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  start_ms: 209380\n  end_ms: 211810\n- text: Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  start_ms: 211810\n  end_ms: 214140\n- text: SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 214140\n  end_ms: 216020\n- text: I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  start_ms: 216020\n  end_ms: 219010\n- text: E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  start_ms: 219010\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 223660\n- text: For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 223660\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: How you could thug me?\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 226710\n- text: If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  start_ms: 226710\n  end_ms: 230170\n- text: (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  start_ms: 230170\n  end_ms: 233220\n- text: so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  start_ms: 233220\n  end_ms: 236390\n- text: Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  start_ms: 236390\n  end_ms: 238830\n- text: What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  start_ms: 238830\n  end_ms: 241320\n- text: I 12-step my addict itch\n  start_ms: 241320\n  end_ms: 242970\n- text: So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  start_ms: 242970\n  end_ms: 245090\n- text: But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  start_ms: 245090\n  end_ms: 247800\n- text: I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  start_ms: 247800\n  end_ms: 250210\n- text: It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  start_ms: 250210\n  end_ms: 253020\n- text: Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n  start_ms: 253020\n  end_ms: 255520\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 255520\n  end_ms: 258700\n- text: '[repeat to fade]'\n  start_ms: 258700\n  end_ms: 278800\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 278800\nplain: |-\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [repeat in background]\n\n  [Royce Da 5'9\"]\n  Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... FUCK you too!\n  You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n  [Crooked I]\n  I got these A&R's heart racin\n  Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  This is bar raisin\n  I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  Hell naw, I will not support it\n  Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  But a vulture with a lion heart\n  I eloquently breathe fire\n  I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n  [Joell Ortiz]\n  Man I feel ruined inside\n  Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  I found out I been persuin a lie\n  It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  instead of be listenin to the radio\n  I'm cuttin you loose\n\n  [Joe Budden]\n  Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  How you could thug me?\n  If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  I 12-step my addict itch\n  So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [repeat to fade]\n"},{"id":20684745,"name":"Cut You Loose (Produced By Mr. Porter)","trackName":"Cut You Loose (Produced By Mr. Porter)","artistName":"Slaughterhouse","albumName":"Slaughterhouse","duration":283.422766,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[repeat in background]\n\n[Royce Da 5'9\"]\nWoo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nshootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nto them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... FUCK you too!\nYou corny so I gotta cut you loose\nI looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\nI swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n[Crooked I]\nI got these A&R's heart racin\nGot 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\nThis is bar raisin\nI'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\nThink I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\nThan to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\nHell naw, I will not support it\nRather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\nMy skills be on point like a flyin dart\nSometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\nA whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\nBut a vulture with a lion heart\nI eloquently breathe fire\nI speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\nAnd I could teach riders how to do they thang\nSo they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\nWe could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\nThink about it, that mean I put you under my wing\nOr I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\nCut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\nCall me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\nSoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\nHere's somethin you could NEVER dispute\nThe last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n[Joell Ortiz]\nMan I feel ruined inside\nSomebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\nthat loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\nSometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\nI found out I been persuin a lie\nIt's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\nCause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\nBut what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\nWho stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\nI 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\nNowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\nCan't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\nI'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\nY'all don't even give me a buzz\nI can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\nNothin there but the air in y'all heads\nMan I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\nI'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\nI can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\nThese dudes suck and they bad liars\nThis is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n(What's goin on?) 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... I'm through as a fan\n[00:33.37] No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n[00:36.34] How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n[00:38.37] Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n[00:41.87] Jim Jones dissin Jay\n[00:43.48] This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n[00:45.63] I know my lawyers play the lies game\n[00:48.43] It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n[00:51.48] Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n[00:53.06] The game backwards like dancers\n[00:54.72] shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n[00:57.67] to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n[01:01.02] ... FUCK you too!\n[01:03.16] You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n[01:05.00] I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n[01:07.87] I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n[01:09.63] [Crooked I]\n[01:10.06] I got these A&R's heart racin\n[01:11.76] Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n[01:14.41] This is bar raisin\n[01:16.50] I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n[01:20.43] Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n[01:22.62] Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n[01:25.07] Hell naw, I will not support it\n[01:27.02] Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n[01:30.23] My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n[01:32.14] Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n[01:34.73] A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n[01:37.89] But a vulture with a lion heart\n[01:39.59] I eloquently breathe fire\n[01:41.19] I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n[01:44.46] And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n[01:46.56] So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n[01:49.03] We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n[01:51.54] Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n[01:53.84] Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n[01:56.42] Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n[01:59.07] Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n[02:01.78] SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n[02:04.00] Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n[02:05.74] The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n[02:08.30] [Joell Ortiz]\n[02:09.17] Man I feel ruined inside\n[02:10.86] Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n[02:12.57] that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n[02:14.87] Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n[02:18.14] I found out I been persuin a lie\n[02:20.40] It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n[02:22.93] Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n[02:25.10] But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose (Produced By Mr. Porter)\n  artist: Slaughterhouse\n  album: Slaughterhouse\n  duration_ms: 283423\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\nIt's like a love-hate relationship\nRidin in the Ferrari while takin trips\nCompared to beer takin sips\nSittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\nEither way you embrace it\nCan't no amount of money or lady replace it\nAnd after all this rhymin\nIf I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n... I'm through as a fan\nNo disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\nHow the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\nListenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\nJim Jones dissin Jay\nThis rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\nI know my lawyers play the lies game\nIt's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\nNothin but +Ludacris+ answers\nThe game backwards like dancers\nshootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\nto them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n... FUCK you too!\nYou corny so I gotta cut you loose\nI looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\nI swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n[Crooked I]\nI got these A&R's heart racin\nGot 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\nThis is bar raisin\nI'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\nThink I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\nThan to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\nHell naw, I will not support it\nRather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\nMy skills be on point like a flyin dart\nSometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\nA whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\nBut a vulture with a lion heart\nI eloquently breathe fire\nI speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\nAnd I could teach riders how to do they thang\nSo they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\nWe could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\nThink about it, that mean I put you under my wing\nOr I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\nCut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\nCall me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\nSoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\nHere's somethin you could NEVER dispute\nThe last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n[Joell Ortiz]\nMan I feel ruined inside\nSomebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\nthat loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\nSometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\nI found out I been persuin a lie\nIt's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\nCause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\nBut what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\nWho stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\nI 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\nNowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\nCan't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\nI'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\nY'all don't even give me a buzz\nI can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\nNothin there but the air in y'all heads\nMan I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\nI'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\nI can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\nThese dudes suck and they bad liars\nThis is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n(What's goin on?) 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Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n[00:11.87] It's like a love-hate relationship\n[00:14.38] Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n[00:17.32] Compared to beer takin sips\n[00:19.37] Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n[00:22.10] Either way you embrace it\n[00:24.15] Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n[00:26.84] And after all this rhymin\n[00:28.05] If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n[00:32.17] ... I'm through as a fan\n[00:33.37] No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n[00:36.34] How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n[00:38.37] Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n[00:41.87] Jim Jones dissin Jay\n[00:43.48] This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n[00:45.63] I know my lawyers play the lies game\n[00:48.43] It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n[00:51.48] Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n[00:53.06] The game backwards like dancers\n[00:54.72] shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n[00:57.67] to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n[01:01.02] ... FUCK you too!\n[01:03.16] You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n[01:05.00] I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n[01:07.87] I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n[01:09.63] [Crooked I]\n[01:10.06] I got these A&R's heart racin\n[01:11.76] Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n[01:14.41] This is bar raisin\n[01:16.50] I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n[01:20.43] Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n[01:22.62] Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n[01:25.07] Hell naw, I will not support it\n[01:27.02] Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n[01:30.23] My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n[01:32.14] Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n[01:34.73] A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n[01:37.89] But a vulture with a lion heart\n[01:39.59] I eloquently breathe fire\n[01:41.19] I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n[01:44.46] And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n[01:46.56] So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n[01:49.03] We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n[01:51.54] Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n[01:53.84] Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n[01:56.42] Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n[01:59.07] Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n[02:01.78] SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n[02:04.00] Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n[02:05.74] The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n[02:08.30] [Joell Ortiz]\n[02:09.17] Man I feel ruined inside\n[02:10.86] Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n[02:12.57] that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n[02:14.87] Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n[02:18.14] I found out I been persuin a lie\n[02:20.40] It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n[02:22.93] Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n[02:25.10] But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n[02:27.82] Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n[02:30.63] I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n[02:32.94] Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n[02:35.64] Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n[02:38.11] I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n[02:40.66] Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n[02:42.49] I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n[02:44.76] Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n[02:46.79] Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n[02:49.37] I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n[02:51.55] I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n[02:54.08] These dudes suck and they bad liars\n[02:56.24] This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n[03:00.22] (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n[03:02.42] But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n[03:06.08] I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n[03:07.87] There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n[03:10.84] instead of be listenin to the radio\n[03:13.66] I'm cuttin you loose\n[03:15.15] [Joe Budden]\n[03:15.74] Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n[03:17.70] Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n[03:20.26] On the block on the scene wit'chu\n[03:22.01] And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n[03:23.97] is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n[03:26.83] Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n[03:29.38] Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n[03:31.81] Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n[03:34.14] SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:36.02] I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n[03:39.01] E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n[03:41.26] Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n[03:43.66] For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n[03:45.65] How you could thug me?\n[03:46.71] If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n[03:50.17] (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n[03:53.22] so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n[03:56.39] Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n[03:58.83] What you really think of me, you disgust me\n[04:01.32] I 12-step my addict itch\n[04:02.97] So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n[04:05.09] But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n[04:07.80] I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n[04:10.21] It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n[04:13.02] Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n[04:15.52] \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n[04:18.70] [repeat to fade]\n[04:38.80] ","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: Cut You Loose\n  artist: Slaughter House\n  album: Slaughterhouse\n  duration_ms: 283429\n  instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 480\n  end_ms: 3330\n- text: '[repeat in background]'\n  start_ms: 3330\n  end_ms: 3860\n- text: '[Royce Da 5''9\"]'\n  start_ms: 3860\n  end_ms: 4400\n- text: Woo! 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Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  start_ms: 145100\n  end_ms: 147820\n- text: Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  start_ms: 147820\n  end_ms: 150630\n- text: I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  start_ms: 150630\n  end_ms: 152940\n- text: Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  start_ms: 152940\n  end_ms: 155640\n- text: Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  start_ms: 155640\n  end_ms: 158110\n- text: I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  start_ms: 158110\n  end_ms: 160660\n- text: Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  start_ms: 160660\n  end_ms: 162490\n- text: I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  start_ms: 162490\n  end_ms: 164760\n- text: Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  start_ms: 164760\n  end_ms: 166790\n- text: Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  start_ms: 166790\n  end_ms: 169370\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  start_ms: 169370\n  end_ms: 171550\n- text: I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  start_ms: 171550\n  end_ms: 174080\n- text: These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  start_ms: 174080\n  end_ms: 176240\n- text: This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  start_ms: 176240\n  end_ms: 180220\n- text: (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  start_ms: 180220\n  end_ms: 182420\n- text: But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  start_ms: 182420\n  end_ms: 186080\n- text: I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  start_ms: 186080\n  end_ms: 187870\n- text: There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  start_ms: 187870\n  end_ms: 190840\n- text: instead of be listenin to the radio\n  start_ms: 190840\n  end_ms: 193660\n- text: I'm cuttin you loose\n  start_ms: 193660\n  end_ms: 195150\n- text: '[Joe Budden]'\n  start_ms: 195150\n  end_ms: 195740\n- text: Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  start_ms: 195740\n  end_ms: 197700\n- text: Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  start_ms: 197700\n  end_ms: 200260\n- text: On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  start_ms: 200260\n  end_ms: 202010\n- text: And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  start_ms: 202010\n  end_ms: 203970\n- text: is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  start_ms: 203970\n  end_ms: 206830\n- text: Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  start_ms: 206830\n  end_ms: 209380\n- text: Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  start_ms: 209380\n  end_ms: 211810\n- text: Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  start_ms: 211810\n  end_ms: 214140\n- text: SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 214140\n  end_ms: 216020\n- text: I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  start_ms: 216020\n  end_ms: 219010\n- text: E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  start_ms: 219010\n  end_ms: 221260\n- text: Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  start_ms: 221260\n  end_ms: 223660\n- text: For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  start_ms: 223660\n  end_ms: 225650\n- text: How you could thug me?\n  start_ms: 225650\n  end_ms: 226710\n- text: If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  start_ms: 226710\n  end_ms: 230170\n- text: (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  start_ms: 230170\n  end_ms: 233220\n- text: so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  start_ms: 233220\n  end_ms: 236390\n- text: Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  start_ms: 236390\n  end_ms: 238830\n- text: What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  start_ms: 238830\n  end_ms: 241320\n- text: I 12-step my addict itch\n  start_ms: 241320\n  end_ms: 242970\n- text: So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  start_ms: 242970\n  end_ms: 245090\n- text: But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  start_ms: 245090\n  end_ms: 247800\n- text: I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  start_ms: 247800\n  end_ms: 250210\n- text: It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  start_ms: 250210\n  end_ms: 253020\n- text: Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n  start_ms: 253020\n  end_ms: 255520\n- text: '\"You''re no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"'\n  start_ms: 255520\n  end_ms: 258700\n- text: '[repeat to fade]'\n  start_ms: 258700\n  end_ms: 278800\n- text: ''\n  start_ms: 278800\nplain: |-\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [repeat in background]\n\n  [Royce Da 5'9\"]\n  Woo! Hello hip-hop, goodbye music\n\n  It's like a love-hate relationship\n  Ridin in the Ferrari while takin trips\n  Compared to beer takin sips\n  Sittin somewhere in a Camaro with racin strips\n  Either way you embrace it\n  Can't no amount of money or lady replace it\n  And after all this rhymin\n  If I refer to you as a girl niggaz'd call this Common\n  ... I'm through as a fan\n  No disrespect to music, I'm talkin to you as a man\n  How the FUCK is you flossin a Benz?\n  Listenin to this nigga Rick Ross dissin Em\n  Jim Jones dissin Jay\n  This rap shit done gone a different way (that's right)\n  I know my lawyers play the lies game\n  It's okay for Soulja Boy to say Nas' name\n  Nothin but +Ludacris+ answers\n  The game backwards like dancers\n  shootin on the same dancefloor you grew up and answer\n  to them shooters, now them shooters is dancin\n  ... FUCK you too!\n  You corny so I gotta cut you loose\n  I looked in my book of rhymes, took the sign\n  I swear I heard a few of my nigga Crooked lines\n\n  [Crooked I]\n  I got these A&R's heart racin\n  Got 'em in fear of me sonnin they flagship artists for spittin {?}\n  This is bar raisin\n  I'm raisin the bar so far tryin to look at it's equivalent to star gazin\n  Think I'd rather be waterboardin - you feel me?\n  Than to listen to what y'all recordin - for real G\n  Hell naw, I will not support it\n  Rather switch places with the child mom's aborted - kill me\n  My skills be on point like a flyin dart\n  Sometimes I feel like the messiah of a dyin art\n  A whole 'nother animal, not the kind that departed on the giant ark\n  But a vulture with a lion heart\n  I eloquently breathe fire\n  I speak for the Eastsiders like I got a Long Beach speech writer\n  And I could teach riders how to do they thang\n  So they won't ruin the game for comin off lame\n  We could be birds of a feather, what does it mean?\n  Think about it, that mean I put you under my wing\n  Or I'ma leave this hip-hop thing to all you wack dudes\n  Cut you loose (you're no good I have to) cut you loose\n  Call me a hater when I'm tellin the truth - expect it\n  SoundScan is unveilin the proof - respect it\n  Here's somethin you could NEVER dispute\n  The last time I spit a rhyme the roof fell in the booth - I wreck shit\n\n  [Joell Ortiz]\n  Man I feel ruined inside\n  Somebody tell me what to do, I'm a guy\n  that loves music but I am truly through with the vibe\n  Sometimes I wish it was dead, rather than look this stupid alive (word)\n  I found out I been persuin a lie\n  It's nothin like, what I thought, man the proof's in the pie\n  Cause ain't no puddin in the hood when niggaz shoot to survive\n  But what's my single? Ask dude in the suit and a tie\n  Who stole the whip? Man I'm losin my drive\n  I 'member when singles used to have cuts on it\n  Nowadays the rewind button got mad dust on it\n  Can't bring it back if it's wack, when they come back then it's crack\n  I'm FIENDIN for somethin good so I can puff on it\n  Y'all don't even give me a buzz\n  I can't enjoy a glass of beer if it's really just suds\n  Nothin there but the air in y'all heads\n  Man I'm fed dawg, I had it up to HERE (done!)\n  I'm cuttin you loose, fuckin abuse\n  I can't believe they in your talks when you discussin the truth\n  These dudes suck and they bad liars\n  This is not what I expected when I was 11 steppin up in rap cyphers\n  (What's goin on?) I thought you had to be mad nice\n  But apparently you could be trash as long as you look good and have ice\n  I ain't complainin, I'm just sayin though\n  There's no reason a musician should wanna watch a television\n  instead of be listenin to the radio\n  I'm cuttin you loose\n\n  [Joe Budden]\n  Look, I used to dream of just bein wit'chu\n  Woulda probably gave whatever to be seen wit'chu\n  On the block on the scene wit'chu\n  And the most beautiful thing wit'chu\n  is we shared the same passion and I could get cream wit'chu\n  Not a qualm, not a problem, not a single issue\n  Then we started arguin, havin single issues\n  Somethin's off nowadays, you don't seem official\n  SO! {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  I see you with them other artists and it's sickenin\n  E'rything's changed since we parted, you been different\n  Do whatever for bread boo when you started trickin\n  For real though {\"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose\"}\n  How you could thug me?\n  If I can't be me when I'm wit'chu, tell me how could you love me?\n  (How you) Get so ugly - eat it, beat it, treat it better than niggaz\n  so you still be dyin to fuck me, baby don't interrupt me!\n  Ain't complete tryin to compete but you judge me\n  What you really think of me, you disgust me\n  I 12-step my addict itch\n  So Method Man, you could have that bitch\n  But now she got neighbors against me, still her favorite MC\n  I just hit her hard and she got papers against me\n  It's cool; I get up wit'chu later if meant be\n  Just text them old heads, tell 'em mate with they memories\n\n  \"You're no good I have to cut you loooooose, you loooooose\"\n  [repeat to fade]\n"}]