[{"id":33715704,"name":"Dirty feat. Slum Village","trackName":"Dirty feat. Slum Village","artistName":"Ol' Dirty Bastard","albumName":"In Loving Memory of Russell Jones Vol. 2","duration":218.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Two steps from the border line\nAnything closer will kiss the nine\nThink I'm out the game? You out of your mind\nCuz I stay on track, like transit line\nKeep it nappy or braided up\nDirty in the cockpit, blazin' up\nStop frontin' when you made it up\nTellin' all my hoes, you can't spray it up\nHah, huggin' nuts like tighty whites\nStill trickin' on hoes like Heidi Fleiss\nYou know why niggas don't give you much respect\nCuz they seen you gettin' slapped with the empty gat\nKnow Dirt, like bow know death\nWhen I'm huntin' down, birds of rap\nHate Dog, cuz I ate your cat\nAnd you can eat my ass and have a coke with that\nUse a spoon, unless you want a fork\nPull my dick out, watch the room get dark\nStay high with the zombie walk\nGotta sit my ass down, like Rosa Parks\n\nDirty Dirty, you tell me how you do it\nIt look so easy, like there was nothin' to it\nBut they don't understand, about the Dirty M.C\nIt's the... (Ohhhhhhhhhh), new track by ODB\n\nThey say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow\nI say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor\nCall it what you want, you son of a ho\nI was 5 percent til' white bitches came and dropped it down to four\n3, 2, 1, I can lick the sun with my tongue\nPull it out and smack a nigga, just for thinkin' I'm done\nShut your trap, razor blade cut your wrap\nFat girls seen me comin', started tuckin' their flab\nRhymefest and Dirt Dog, gon' spark this\nThe day he got to heaven, track mud on the carpets\nHot like the hot potato, you niggas ain't macho\nYou hot as gazpacho\nGo to the show, for hot dogs and nacho's\nThis me and Dirt Dog's style, it's not yours\n\n[2X}\n\nWhat can make a ho, look more cuter\nHennessey shots, or smoke more Buddha?\n\nI don't know Dirt, now she look like Zab Judah\nTest my manhood, go get my dick ruler\n\nNow you hungry, wanna eat right through her\nBut you better first track for a noter\nLike does she have a best friend, or a daughter\nHas she ever tried fuckin' under water\n\nDown down with the fishes, deep sea dishes\nI ain't a genie, bitch, I don't respect your wishes\nThis trick ain't fuckin' me though, god damn\nSomething very wrong, I don't understand\n\nMisinterpetate, let me break it down\nTwo pulls make the your merry go round\nTouch your toes, show me that rose\nButt naked, in a Wu-Tang pose\nWide open, girl, everything goes\nReal freaky, when you powder that nose\n\nKeep it and move, I sleep in the nude\nI'm keepin' it rude, pull out my dick and pee in the food\nOn the way to the stars, don, where's the map?\nWe fuckin' there, and we gonna fuck back\n\nYeah, Dirt Dog, Rhymefest, you want it, man\nRest in peace, I know you heaven right now\nTrackin' mud on the carpet, so, we gon' let ya\nDo what you do it's the ohhhhhhh\nDon't forget the crew, it's the Wuuuuuu\nI thought you knew, it's the Ol' Dirt Dog\nRhymefest, yeah yeah, from now to 3000, man\nWhat's rap with Dirty? What's the world without Dirt?\nJust a bunch of fuckin' water, ohhhhhhhhh\nWe out...","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dirty feat. Slum Village\n artist: Ol' Dirty Bastard\n album: In Loving Memory of Russell Jones Vol. 2\n duration_ms: 218000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n Two steps from the border line\n Anything closer will kiss the nine\n Think I'm out the game? You out of your mind\n Cuz I stay on track, like transit line\n Keep it nappy or braided up\n Dirty in the cockpit, blazin' up\n Stop frontin' when you made it up\n Tellin' all my hoes, you can't spray it up\n Hah, huggin' nuts like tighty whites\n Still trickin' on hoes like Heidi Fleiss\n You know why niggas don't give you much respect\n Cuz they seen you gettin' slapped with the empty gat\n Know Dirt, like bow know death\n When I'm huntin' down, birds of rap\n Hate Dog, cuz I ate your cat\n And you can eat my ass and have a coke with that\n Use a spoon, unless you want a fork\n Pull my dick out, watch the room get dark\n Stay high with the zombie walk\n Gotta sit my ass down, like Rosa Parks\n\n Dirty Dirty, you tell me how you do it\n It look so easy, like there was nothin' to it\n But they don't understand, about the Dirty M.C\n It's the... (Ohhhhhhhhhh), new track by ODB\n\n They say dirt and sunshine make the flowers grow\n I say, fuck a bitch raw and drive your nut on the floor\n Call it what you want, you son of a ho\n I was 5 percent til' white bitches came and dropped it down to four\n 3, 2, 1, I can lick the sun with my tongue\n Pull it out and smack a nigga, just for thinkin' I'm done\n Shut your trap, razor blade cut your wrap\n Fat girls seen me comin', started tuckin' their flab\n Rhymefest and Dirt Dog, gon' spark this\n The day he got to heaven, track mud on the carpets\n Hot like the hot potato, you niggas ain't macho\n You hot as gazpacho\n Go to the show, for hot dogs and nacho's\n This me and Dirt Dog's style, it's not yours\n\n [2X}\n\n What can make a ho, look more cuter\n Hennessey shots, or smoke more Buddha?\n\n I don't know Dirt, now she look like Zab Judah\n Test my manhood, go get my dick ruler\n\n Now you hungry, wanna eat right through her\n But you better first track for a noter\n Like does she have a best friend, or a daughter\n Has she ever tried fuckin' under water\n\n Down down with the fishes, deep sea dishes\n I ain't a genie, bitch, I don't respect your wishes\n This trick ain't fuckin' me though, god damn\n Something very wrong, I don't understand\n\n Misinterpetate, let me break it down\n Two pulls make the your merry go round\n Touch your toes, show me that rose\n Butt naked, in a Wu-Tang pose\n Wide open, girl, everything goes\n Real freaky, when you powder that nose\n\n Keep it and move, I sleep in the nude\n I'm keepin' it rude, pull out my dick and pee in the food\n On the way to the stars, don, where's the map?\n We fuckin' there, and we gonna fuck back\n\n Yeah, Dirt Dog, Rhymefest, you want it, man\n Rest in peace, I know you heaven right now\n Trackin' mud on the carpet, so, we gon' let ya\n Do what you do it's the ohhhhhhh\n Don't forget the crew, it's the Wuuuuuu\n I thought you knew, it's the Ol' Dirt Dog\n Rhymefest, yeah yeah, from now to 3000, man\n What's rap with Dirty? What's the world without Dirt?\n Just a bunch of fuckin' water, ohhhhhhhhh\n We out...\n"},{"id":3968860,"name":"Dirty","trackName":"Dirty","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit)","duration":218.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village\nDetroit wild out, you know how we do\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nShe got a man, but her man ain't me\nI'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P\nI'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby\n'Cuz your man ain't doin' the right thing lately\nYup, so I'm steppin' in his house\nIf the nigga step up I'm a knock the nigga out\nSo I'm here with a beer and a glove\n\nWith some thugs and some chicks with some derry' ass\nShe got a man, it ain't fair, I don't care\nI ain't scared with my dudes and I come prepared\nLadies, lemme see what you workin' with\nMake a nigga stay at home like a punishment\nI'm tryin' to think of us, think of we girl\nThink about us, and some, and T3\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nYeah, you know how slum do, when we come through\nGum shoe, air force is a pair of air Jordan's\nPelle pel, are old school with gangsta white walls\nTailor suits, coordinatin' with the gator boots\nBefore you hate on what we do, it's a d thang\nYou flamin' at a cappa-rae offa Alize\nWhere the ladies at, pushin' back you baby phat\n\nMake it clap like eight gats\nStayin' at the infenium, just use the key\nYou got a man, but what your man gotta do with me\nHe don't want it, nah, he don't know the niggas\nRoll with dreadknotts, cardy boys, and a mil', phat killas\nRaw CD twelve, but don't mind that\nAnd we should hit the telly up, I got the remy and the dime bag\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\n\nWhat, they don't wanna fuck with us\nThey don't wanna feel the pain and get bruised and touched\nShe was down with your team, now she roll with us\nBrought he girlfriend with her and it's all a plus\nShe wanna do what the players do, play how the players play\nAnd she don't like how you treated her anyway\n\nYeah, you said you love me, but is it really real\nWould you break me off first, and let my nigga phil hit you\nPicture my caddy truck, we sexin' in the backseat\nOr in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink\nGirl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep\nI know it's on, if you twistin' back my pistons cap\nIgnore the phone, if it's your man, let the machine get it\nMatter fact, turn off the ringer, and let me lean in it\n\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nFrom detroit all the way to new york, we comes down","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dirty\n artist: Slum Village\n album: Detroit Deli (A Taste of Detroit)\n duration_ms: 218000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n 'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village\n Detroit wild out, you know how we do\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n She got a man, but her man ain't me\n I'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P\n I'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby\n 'Cuz your man ain't doin' the right thing lately\n Yup, so I'm steppin' in his house\n If the nigga step up I'm a knock the nigga out\n So I'm here with a beer and a glove\n\n With some thugs and some chicks with some derry' ass\n She got a man, it ain't fair, I don't care\n I ain't scared with my dudes and I come prepared\n Ladies, lemme see what you workin' with\n Make a nigga stay at home like a punishment\n I'm tryin' to think of us, think of we girl\n Think about us, and some, and T3\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n Yeah, you know how slum do, when we come through\n Gum shoe, air force is a pair of air Jordan's\n Pelle pel, are old school with gangsta white walls\n Tailor suits, coordinatin' with the gator boots\n Before you hate on what we do, it's a d thang\n You flamin' at a cappa-rae offa Alize\n Where the ladies at, pushin' back you baby phat\n\n Make it clap like eight gats\n Stayin' at the infenium, just use the key\n You got a man, but what your man gotta do with me\n He don't want it, nah, he don't know the niggas\n Roll with dreadknotts, cardy boys, and a mil', phat killas\n Raw CD twelve, but don't mind that\n And we should hit the telly up, I got the remy and the dime bag\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n\n What, they don't wanna fuck with us\n They don't wanna feel the pain and get bruised and touched\n She was down with your team, now she roll with us\n Brought he girlfriend with her and it's all a plus\n She wanna do what the players do, play how the players play\n And she don't like how you treated her anyway\n\n Yeah, you said you love me, but is it really real\n Would you break me off first, and let my nigga phil hit you\n Picture my caddy truck, we sexin' in the backseat\n Or in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink\n Girl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep\n I know it's on, if you twistin' back my pistons cap\n Ignore the phone, if it's your man, let the machine get it\n Matter fact, turn off the ringer, and let me lean in it\n\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n From detroit all the way to new york, we comes down\n"},{"id":18659090,"name":"Dirty","trackName":"Dirty","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Detroit Deli","duration":219.480816,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village\nDetroit wild out, you know how we do\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nShe got a man, but her man ain't me\nI'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P\nI'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby\n'Cuz your man ain't doin' the right thing lately\nYup, so I'm steppin' in his house\nIf the nigga step up I'm a knock the nigga out\nSo I'm here with a beer and a glove\n\nWith some thugs and some chicks with some derry' ass\nShe got a man, it ain't fair, I don't care\nI ain't scared with my dudes and I come prepared\nLadies, lemme see what you workin' with\nMake a nigga stay at home like a punishment\nI'm tryin' to think of us, think of we girl\nThink about us, and some, and T3\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nYeah, you know how slum do, when we come through\nGum shoe, air force is a pair of air Jordan's\nPelle pel, are old school with gangsta white walls\nTailor suits, coordinatin' with the gator boots\nBefore you hate on what we do, it's a d thang\nYou flamin' at a cappa-rae offa Alize\nWhere the ladies at, pushin' back you baby phat\n\nMake it clap like eight gats\nStayin' at the infenium, just use the key\nYou got a man, but what your man gotta do with me\nHe don't want it, nah, he don't know the niggas\nRoll with dreadknotts, cardy boys, and a mil', phat killas\nRaw CD twelve, but don't mind that\nAnd we should hit the telly up, I got the remy and the dime bag\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\n\nWhat, they don't wanna fuck with us\nThey don't wanna feel the pain and get bruised and touched\nShe was down with your team, now she roll with us\nBrought he girlfriend with her and it's all a plus\nShe wanna do what the players do, play how the players play\nAnd she don't like how you treated her anyway\n\nYeah, you said you love me, but is it really real\nWould you break me off first, and let my nigga phil hit you\nPicture my caddy truck, we sexin' in the backseat\nOr in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink\nGirl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep\nI know it's on, if you twistin' back my pistons cap\nIgnore the phone, if it's your man, let the machine get it\nMatter fact, turn off the ringer, and let me lean in it\n\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\nKeep it dirty nuh\n\nGirl, if you're flexible, intellectual\nBisexual, can I get next to you\nIf you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\nIf your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\nSmack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\nFrom detroit all the way to new york, we comes down","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Dirty\n artist: Slum Village\n album: Detroit Deli\n duration_ms: 219481\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n 'Yo this O. D. B. and slum village\n Detroit wild out, you know how we do\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n She got a man, but her man ain't me\n I'm a, M. A. C. to P I M P\n I'm a, show her things, and spend a little cheese, baby\n 'Cuz your man ain't doin' the right thing lately\n Yup, so I'm steppin' in his house\n If the nigga step up I'm a knock the nigga out\n So I'm here with a beer and a glove\n\n With some thugs and some chicks with some derry' ass\n She got a man, it ain't fair, I don't care\n I ain't scared with my dudes and I come prepared\n Ladies, lemme see what you workin' with\n Make a nigga stay at home like a punishment\n I'm tryin' to think of us, think of we girl\n Think about us, and some, and T3\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n Yeah, you know how slum do, when we come through\n Gum shoe, air force is a pair of air Jordan's\n Pelle pel, are old school with gangsta white walls\n Tailor suits, coordinatin' with the gator boots\n Before you hate on what we do, it's a d thang\n You flamin' at a cappa-rae offa Alize\n Where the ladies at, pushin' back you baby phat\n\n Make it clap like eight gats\n Stayin' at the infenium, just use the key\n You got a man, but what your man gotta do with me\n He don't want it, nah, he don't know the niggas\n Roll with dreadknotts, cardy boys, and a mil', phat killas\n Raw CD twelve, but don't mind that\n And we should hit the telly up, I got the remy and the dime bag\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n\n What, they don't wanna fuck with us\n They don't wanna feel the pain and get bruised and touched\n She was down with your team, now she roll with us\n Brought he girlfriend with her and it's all a plus\n She wanna do what the players do, play how the players play\n And she don't like how you treated her anyway\n\n Yeah, you said you love me, but is it really real\n Would you break me off first, and let my nigga phil hit you\n Picture my caddy truck, we sexin' in the backseat\n Or in my room, you bucky naked in my black mink\n Girl, it's either 'this or that', like it's black sheep\n I know it's on, if you twistin' back my pistons cap\n Ignore the phone, if it's your man, let the machine get it\n Matter fact, turn off the ringer, and let me lean in it\n\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n Keep it dirty nuh\n\n Girl, if you're flexible, intellectual\n Bisexual, can I get next to you\n If you're flexible than, we can keep it dirty and sexual\n If your man front, than we gotta knock the nigga out\n Smack the nigga up, stomp the nigga out, clap clap the nigga up\n\n From detroit all the way to new york, we comes down\n"},{"id":6213005,"name":"God Sent (feat. Rapper Big Pooh, Vice)","trackName":"God Sent (feat. Rapper Big Pooh, Vice)","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums","duration":210.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Before I can enjoy breakfast I pray to the Lord that I step in the right direction\nHelpless in the face of destiny, you ain't what you try to be\nMy epiphany is sky, honestly\nSee, He is me, so He I see\nAnd you can't see the feet when you're B.I.G.\nSo everything I said, you know I D.I.D.\nGo way beyond me when I D.I.E.\nI'm God sent, don't you hear them trumpets?\nLadies get stump when they step on my sub conference\nEven when the vultures start circling, thought that I was over\nThan came back, repented my sins, I forgive them\nI don't even seek vengeance, fuck them, burn bridges, I'm back, bitches!\nListen sisters dirty district we back top trending\nIt's hard time, our spot, God will it\nMore women, more shows, top bill it\nAnd I'm a take it to the start, that's the beginning\nGo\n\nLet's take a journey to my heart\nAnd find there the fire that was burning from the start\nJust a hungry nigger with a humble beginning\nIt wasn't how much time, it was how did I spent it\nI spent it working on my craft, the bitches used to laugh\nBut they was blowing up my phone when I was firstly in the crowd\nRemember first day in class, when I wanted to be a rapper\nAnd everybody in the room bursted in laughter\nBut now I got doors mmm, record deals count my mails\nAnd all I had to do is spit hard shit to pay my bills\nJumpin' on this big stage and rocked it\nAnd you're still living the same, but not in this\nAnd look it, I'm not a stick, just a [?]\nSomehow I profited over this non-sense\nFuck what you did, but you do this in the present\n'Cause words don't mean shit, I wanna see evidence.\n\nBetween me and the next man getting it\nI'm a tell you really what the difference is\nI still got the anchor\nWhen an all day cry from the fall to the winter and the spring\nAnd I do it to the summer, yeah\nI mean you never know\nWords to be to the fall and will bring you under, yeah\nAnd I do what I gotta do to show this guys I don't lose, 'cause it's all about the anchor\n\nDreams are reality, you just got to get there\nTook a long time, but look, mom, I got here\nIt's been a struggle that I've been through\nBut in the end, you showed me it's my first truth\nI gotta sail with no [?], just a tight circle\nNo 'yes man' and nobody that wanna hurt me\nI kept them moving through the jungle of confusion\nLiving memories I wish were illusions\nRemedy seemed so heavy then, they told me 'give it up'\nJoke's on you, ha ha' and now I live it up\nI'm rocking stages, thousands with the V's in their hands standing on chairs\nI came the long way so I can tell on shows and open mic's\nBut practice makes perfect, yo\nNow I'm where I'm supposed to be, bet I get where I wanna be, in control of my own destiny\n\nBetween me and the next man getting it\nI'm a tell you really what the difference is\nI still got the anchor\nWhen an all day cry from the fall to the winter and the spring\nAnd I do it to the summer, yeah\nI mean you never know\nWords to be to the fall and will bring you under, yeah\nAnd I do what I gotta do to show this guys I don't lose, 'cause it's all about the anchor\n\nSomeone's touching my back, hommie, you can see the ribs\nI pissed I'm competing in the industry for the kids\nAnd man I'm over here, coming here, not for all,\nTell the dummies that money ain't what they used to be when you're making them here\nI wouldn't do it any other way, though\nI knew what I was gonna be before I was playing with 'Play Dough'\nI got what you need if you don't hear, than I will make more\nThen I come back to my role and I play more\nNot one of you guys have the audacity to say 'no'\nTake a look at my eye, you will see that I am more than human,\nI am hungry like a wild lion stalking his prade, yo\nAnd I did it for some time until I got tired of NY and I moved out to LA, yo\nMeeting with this stupid [?] 'till I finally got a brake and I started working with trade, yo\nThen the years were passing and I started drinking\nI heard people laughing at me and I started thinking\nThat I hit the bottom in the wound spinning and shrinking\nNow I'm meeting the [?] like the zombie all [?]\nGet it?\nI'm a beast no matter the facet\nAnd despite the grace of the God I appear to the masses\nThe moral of the story is you will never see the things I saw\nUntil you spend some time looking at to my glasses\n\nBetween me and the next man getting it\nI'm a tell you really what the difference is\nI still got the anchor\nWhen an all day cry from the fall to the winter and the spring\nAnd I do it till the summer, yeah\nI mean you never know\nWords to be to the fall and will bring you under, yeah\nAnd I do what I gotta do to show this guys I don't lose, 'cause it's all about the anchor","syncedLyrics":"[00:08.48] Before I can enjoy breakfast I pray to the Lord that I step in the right direction\n[00:12.84] Helpless in the face of destiny, you ain't what you try to be\n[00:15.99] My epiphany is sky, honestly\n[00:18.02] See, He is me, so He I see\n[00:20.14] And you can't see the feet when you're B.I.G.\n[00:22.68] So everything I said, you know I D.I.D.\n[00:25.25] Go way beyond me when I D.I.E.\n[00:27.63] I'm God sent, don't you hear them trumpets?\n[00:30.13] Ladies get stump when they step on my sub conference\n[00:32.59] Even when the vultures start circling, thought that I was over\n[00:35.55] Than came back, repented my sins, I forgive them\n[00:38.75] I don't even seek vengeance, fuck them, burn bridges, I'm back, bitches!\n[00:42.47] Listen sisters dirty district we back top trending\n[00:45.62] It's hard time, our spot, God will it\n[00:48.21] More women, more shows, top bill it\n[00:50.71] And I'm a take it to the start, that's the beginning\n[00:53.34] Go\n[00:53.56] Let's take a journey to my heart\n[00:55.22] And find there the fire that was burning from the start\n[00:57.72] Just a hungry nigger with a humble beginning\n[00:59.13] It wasn't how much time, it was how did I spent it\n[01:00.61] I spent it working on my craft, the bitches used to laugh\n[01:02.37] But they was blowing up my phone when I was firstly in the crowd\n[01:04.12] Remember first day in class, when I wanted to be a rapper\n[01:06.43] And everybody in the room bursted in laughter\n[01:09.54] But now I got doors mmm, record deals count my mails\n[01:12.38] And all I had to do is spit hard shit to pay my bills\n[01:14.35] Jumpin' on this big stage and rocked it\n[01:15.99] And you're still living the same, but not in this\n[01:17.74] And look it, I'm not a stick, just a [?]\n[01:19.09] Somehow I profited over this non-sense\n[01:20.77] Fuck what you did, but you do this in the present\n[01:22.48] 'Cause words don't mean shit, I wanna see evidence.\n[01:23.88] Between me and the next man getting it\n[01:25.20] I'm a tell you really what the difference is\n[01:27.13] I still got the 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same stage props and script\n\n Juvenile penitence, check it\n Section 8 ex-resident\n\n Arrest the president, he chance\n Yo, notorious last chance\n Private dance with the devil by the pale moon\n\n Insulated room, padded walls leak no sound\n Full metal jacket got buckles on your sleeve now\n Got caught walking the white picket fences\n Robbing blue collars for dollars, check it\n Smack the bitch, rule it like Rick did\n Discount it go five fingertips, kid\n Nicknames never change your subtitles\n Now known as the king of all kings\n Who minus queens and peasants\n Iron lungs must rust slow, bust it\n\n Flatline touch and go\n Yo, subtract the .45, how you living now?\n Yeah, how you living now?\n\n It's on you\n And you gotta know what you getting into\n\n Before you make your mind up\n Watch how you spend your time up\n You special\n To all my niggas spic, tontos and chinks\n These are the titles given by the oppressor\n Designed to make you feel lesser\n But you gotta know what you getting into\n\n Before you make your mind up\n Watch how you spend your time up\n You special\n Feel me?\n\n Ayo, my pops used to fuck me up\n Oldest brothers fucked me up\n Kids on the block, aunts and grandpa fucked me up\n Nine years and up I had to knuckle up\n All I could do is suck it up\n Now I'm a man, not the big boy\n\n The same kid that used to skateboard\n The same motherfucker that used to come to your house party to rap\n You pulled the mic cord\n The same cat that sat alone in the lunchroom\n You slapped my lunch on the floor\n For no reason at all\n Now your boys looking at us like we ain't fucking with y'all\n\n Like we Neanderthals and knuckles scrape the ground when we walk\n Since sixteen you had dreams of being a porn star\n But bitches kept telling you that your dick too small\n\n You don't know what we down for\n\n 'Til your girl's found down on all fours\n\n With a dick in her jaw\n\n But who wear the crown?\n Who run the spot now?\n And that world renowned sound\n Sucker, who wear the crown now?\n\n And it's on you\n And you gotta know what you getting into\n\n Before you make your mind up\n Watch how you spend your time up\n You special\n To all my niggas spic, tontos and chinks\n These are the titles given by the oppressor\n Designed to make you feel lesser\n But you gotta know what you getting into\n\n Before you make your mind up\n Watch how you spend your time up\n You special\n\n I'm talking to you\n\n Yo, clap your hands to the people up top\n Clap your hands, stand up and be a man\n Clap your hands, it's all part of the plan\n Come on, clap your hands a little louder now\n Yo, uh, ha ha ha\n A little bit louder now\n Ha ha ha\n A little bit louder now\n Ha ha ha\n A little bit louder now\n"},{"id":26206147,"name":"One","trackName":"One","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty District","duration":177.162449,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"(T3)\n(One, one.)Don't fuck it up! (One)\nIt only takes (One)\nSo feel it y'all (One)\n\nNow every (One)\nIt only takes (One)\nYou only need (One)\nSo feel it y'all (One)\n\nWe're number (One)\nYou're not number (One)\nIt only takes (One)\nSo feel it y'all (One)\n\nIt only takes, to click clack the gun on 'em\nTo bring drama to 'em like Dee Witt we runnin' em\nOne, drama 'n I get the gun out the couch, run out the house\nWith the loaded pistol stuck in his crouch - One\nYou fuck it up for all of the rest\nYou n your niggas in the parking lot rollin' the cess\nTryin' to get up in some chickens that all in your shit\nThey all wit it, and all seem down to get it, except One\nShe ain't feelin' the crew\nPlus she got a man she don't like niggas like you\nShe said you fuck wit the niggas, you know how they do\nWe roll out, 'cause we see another we another set of dudes\nSo one - minute later, hear some shots in the air\nNiggas duckin' on the ground like guerilla warfare\nFuckin' up a niggas groove and when they know it ain't fair\nHe roll out with his niggas and his hands in the air\nSingin' One (one, one, one, one)\n\n(Elzhi)\nIt only takes (One)\nTo rock it y'all (One)\nYou only need (One)\nTo do it y'all (One)\n\nIt takes, one, tragedy to bring a family closer\nOne bullet to start a war and be a part of gore\nThese hoes trick and be on crack like a slightly parted door\nIt took one hit, tongue kiss and make cum quick\nIt took one hit, for a wack rapper to make millions\nCausing the illest niggas to switch and spit what they ain't feelin'\nOne! Day a time of alcohol it takes to get by\nIs worth more than a mini puff it takes to get high\nOne, Love was the joint that my cousins used to breakdance to\nBefore they began to pop and lock with the glock handle\nThis -one- turn for the worst, my main concern for the earth\n'Cause it seems to get even worse when it turns\nPurposely burn an emcee, fricasee his hand holding the mic\nSo he can't fold it to write\nI'm potent as a lightning bolt when it strike\nAt least - one - feelin' me\nCome through ya city with sign and drown ya energy - One!\n\nOne, one, one, one\n\n(T3)\nNow every (One)\nIt only takes (One)\nYou only need (One)\nSo feel it y'all (One)\n\nOne of the best in the class it's so stupid\nOne who test it's tragic so don't do it\nGroup move crowds like they had us do with theme music\nSpit like cars when the body releasin' fluid\nOne, more tragic than ninety-one-one\nAlso we fearsome\nKnown as the Slum and that's just one organism\nOne crew comin' through 'cause we gotta hit 'em\nThose dudes too fly like the Continental\nTwo niggas on the side one up the middle\nIt's love in the club and it's constant\nWe drop shit and yell shit at the concerts\n\n(Baatin)\nOne... two... the whole world is\nTick tock, tick tock\nYou live by the clock but I move faster\nNiggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking that I procrati-nate\nOne of these days I'm a show you what I'm made of\nSoon as I'm done with these silly little rap scrubs\nSoon as I'm done making my rap million dollar hits\nSoon as I'm done cleaning my soul of this old curse\nSoon as I'm one with the universe\nI'm done with you little fucks in this little earth\nI rule a planet of my own where you don't exist\nEverything is One","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: One\n artist: Slum Village\n album: Dirty District\n duration_ms: 177162\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n (T3)\n (One, one.)Don't fuck it up! (One)\n It only takes (One)\n So feel it y'all (One)\n\n Now every (One)\n It only takes (One)\n You only need (One)\n So feel it y'all (One)\n\n We're number (One)\n You're not number (One)\n It only takes (One)\n So feel it y'all (One)\n\n It only takes, to click clack the gun on 'em\n To bring drama to 'em like Dee Witt we runnin' em\n One, drama 'n I get the gun out the couch, run out the house\n With the loaded pistol stuck in his crouch - One\n You fuck it up for all of the rest\n You n your niggas in the parking lot rollin' the cess\n Tryin' to get up in some chickens that all in your shit\n They all wit it, and all seem down to get it, except One\n She ain't feelin' the crew\n Plus she got a man she don't like niggas like you\n She said you fuck wit the niggas, you know how they do\n We roll out, 'cause we see another we another set of dudes\n So one - minute later, hear some shots in the air\n Niggas duckin' on the ground like guerilla warfare\n Fuckin' up a niggas groove and when they know it ain't fair\n He roll out with his niggas and his hands in the air\n Singin' One (one, one, one, one)\n\n (Elzhi)\n It only takes (One)\n To rock it y'all (One)\n You only need (One)\n To do it y'all (One)\n\n It takes, one, tragedy to bring a family closer\n One bullet to start a war and be a part of gore\n These hoes trick and be on crack like a slightly parted door\n It took one hit, tongue kiss and make cum quick\n It took one hit, for a wack rapper to make millions\n Causing the illest niggas to switch and spit what they ain't feelin'\n One! Day a time of alcohol it takes to get by\n Is worth more than a mini puff it takes to get high\n One, Love was the joint that my cousins used to breakdance to\n Before they began to pop and lock with the glock handle\n This -one- turn for the worst, my main concern for the earth\n 'Cause it seems to get even worse when it turns\n Purposely burn an emcee, fricasee his hand holding the mic\n So he can't fold it to write\n I'm potent as a lightning bolt when it strike\n At least - one - feelin' me\n Come through ya city with sign and drown ya energy - One!\n\n One, one, one, one\n\n (T3)\n Now every (One)\n It only takes (One)\n You only need (One)\n So feel it y'all (One)\n\n One of the best in the class it's so stupid\n One who test it's tragic so don't do it\n Group move crowds like they had us do with theme music\n Spit like cars when the body releasin' fluid\n One, more tragic than ninety-one-one\n Also we fearsome\n Known as the Slum and that's just one organism\n One crew comin' through 'cause we gotta hit 'em\n Those dudes too fly like the Continental\n Two niggas on the side one up the middle\n It's love in the club and it's constant\n We drop shit and yell shit at the concerts\n\n (Baatin)\n One... two... the whole world is\n Tick tock, tick tock\n You live by the clock but I move faster\n Niggas is sleeping 'cause they thinking that I procrati-nate\n One of these days I'm a show you what I'm made of\n Soon as I'm done with these silly little rap scrubs\n Soon as I'm done making my rap million dollar hits\n Soon as I'm done cleaning my soul of this old curse\n Soon as I'm one with the universe\n I'm done with you little fucks in this little earth\n I rule a planet of my own where you don't exist\n Everything is One\n"},{"id":6202395,"name":"Hustle (feat. Young RJ, Vice, TJ & J. Ivy)","trackName":"Hustle (feat. Young RJ, Vice, TJ & J. Ivy)","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums 2","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They say the going on the earth is just to get it\nSo I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\nLord said give it all so I'mma give it\nUntil my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\nAye, so I hustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hey\nHustle small, ay\n()\nSunlight til moonlight, 365\nThe daily operation while the plan is revolved\nStrive, go against the grind when you grind\n'Cause getting money don't make money\nI'm designed in the image of the most I... He\nAssigned me\nSo I walk the earth with the jewels in my mind\nTake my kevels in bits and pieces\nDouble that, stack it up and get the car and the\nCrib\nSitting lovely, so defiant\nMy whole alliance on the same science\nFuck around and try us\nGiants, gold touch, Midas\nWe don't talk much, we let our history define us\n(Hook)\nThey say the going on the earth is just to get it\nSo I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\nLord said give it all so I'mma give it\nUntil my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\nAye, so I hustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hey\nHustle small, ay\n()\nWake up in the morning, thank John for the\nBlessing\nWide my eyes, still yawning, get ready for today's\nLesson\nPositive thoughts, progression\nThat's the mind sayin\nI got goals and dreams and hey ain't mine yet\nI'm banking in the paint in the red zone\n3rd in gold, got my head down, coming with my\nShoulder\nFailure is not an option, you got one chance\nTo make the best out of this and I'mma fuckin\nDance\nYou wanna be a star? I'm beyond that\nReaching for the galaxies afar, where the gods at?\nPut me in the room where them odds at\nWatch me maneuver through terrain like a bobcat,\nHustling\nA wise man once told me it's a difference between\nA fantasy and a dream\nIt's real, no one's phony\nMy fantasy is death, it can never be\nA dream can be achieved, look at me\n(Hook)\nThey say the going on the earth is just to get it\nSo I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\nLord said give it all so I'mma give it\nUntil my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\nAye, so I hustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hey\nHustle small, ay\n()\nGet that fedda a matter fact\nI never knew I had a lack\nTil I saw that preacher with that Cadillac\nI want it when I roll with my nana, ain't that a\nFact?\nCookies – how they crumble, I guess I gotta just\nStart from scratch\nNo seminar to teach me how to when repeat me\nI guess the streets gotta show me what the school\nDidn't teach me\nHustle, getting more, getting custom\nGet your credit score up, now you can't tell em\nNothing\nBut everything start as quick as that\nI took a dead end job and lost and figured facts\nI figure if I saw the bigger picture and pictured\nThat\nI get to where I'm going like a manifestation that\nI piggyback\nOff this rap shit, I got up what I'm gone\nI'm well and established and here's how I grown\nEvery day is still a hustle and even through the\nStruggle\nWe maintain, we gotta get it, now we doin double\n()\nThey take kindness for weakness\nSo I don't hang with weaklings\nWith a pin I birth mean as versus look at daddy's\nLittle inklents\nYou got no idea what I'm capable of\nJust know when to be done with love\nMy awareness has expanded\nOnce again, one of the most higher seeds has\nLanded\nCan I be candid? Life ain't sweet\nBut on everything I'mma make sure my family eat\nThey try to silence us, don't worry\nI'll speak up bitch, I'll holla\nThey playin my song, getting dollars\nAre you bitches spinnin? Be honest\nAre you happy and depressed?\nWould you be working hard up a choo choo stress?\nYou was going hard but now you're doing less\nYou let the voices of the wild convince you that you\nWeren't blessed\nYou forgot who you are star\nShine how you were meant to do\nDon't worry about the past,\nJust know what you finna do\nBalls up, get your money up, buy a house for your\nMom\nHustle then hustle harder til they drop those\nBombs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hustle (feat. Young RJ, Vice, TJ & J. Ivy)\n artist: Slum Village\n album: Dirty Slums 2\n duration_ms: 244000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n ()\n Sunlight til moonlight, 365\n The daily operation while the plan is revolved\n Strive, go against the grind when you grind\n 'Cause getting money don't make money\n I'm designed in the image of the most I... He\n Assigned me\n So I walk the earth with the jewels in my mind\n Take my kevels in bits and pieces\n Double that, stack it up and get the car and the\n Crib\n Sitting lovely, so defiant\n My whole alliance on the same science\n Fuck around and try us\n Giants, gold touch, Midas\n We don't talk much, we let our history define us\n (Hook)\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n ()\n Wake up in the morning, thank John for the\n Blessing\n Wide my eyes, still yawning, get ready for today's\n Lesson\n Positive thoughts, progression\n That's the mind sayin\n I got goals and dreams and hey ain't mine yet\n I'm banking in the paint in the red zone\n 3rd in gold, got my head down, coming with my\n Shoulder\n Failure is not an option, you got one chance\n To make the best out of this and I'mma fuckin\n Dance\n You wanna be a star? I'm beyond that\n Reaching for the galaxies afar, where the gods at?\n Put me in the room where them odds at\n Watch me maneuver through terrain like a bobcat,\n Hustling\n A wise man once told me it's a difference between\n A fantasy and a dream\n It's real, no one's phony\n My fantasy is death, it can never be\n A dream can be achieved, look at me\n (Hook)\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n ()\n Get that fedda a matter fact\n I never knew I had a lack\n Til I saw that preacher with that Cadillac\n I want it when I roll with my nana, ain't that a\n Fact?\n Cookies – how they crumble, I guess I gotta just\n Start from scratch\n No seminar to teach me how to when repeat me\n I guess the streets gotta show me what the school\n Didn't teach me\n Hustle, getting more, getting custom\n Get your credit score up, now you can't tell em\n Nothing\n But everything start as quick as that\n I took a dead end job and lost and figured facts\n I figure if I saw the bigger picture and pictured\n That\n I get to where I'm going like a manifestation that\n I piggyback\n Off this rap shit, I got up what I'm gone\n I'm well and established and here's how I grown\n Every day is still a hustle and even through the\n Struggle\n We maintain, we gotta get it, now we doin double\n ()\n They take kindness for weakness\n So I don't hang with weaklings\n With a pin I birth mean as versus look at daddy's\n Little inklents\n You got no idea what I'm capable of\n Just know when to be done with love\n My awareness has expanded\n Once again, one of the most higher seeds has\n Landed\n Can I be candid? Life ain't sweet\n But on everything I'mma make sure my family eat\n They try to silence us, don't worry\n I'll speak up bitch, I'll holla\n They playin my song, getting dollars\n Are you bitches spinnin? Be honest\n Are you happy and depressed?\n Would you be working hard up a choo choo stress?\n You was going hard but now you're doing less\n You let the voices of the wild convince you that you\n Weren't blessed\n You forgot who you are star\n Shine how you were meant to do\n Don't worry about the past,\n Just know what you finna do\n Balls up, get your money up, buy a house for your\n Mom\n Hustle then hustle harder til they drop those\n Bombs\n"},{"id":6202414,"name":"What You Want (feat. Focus..., Rapper Big Pooh, Illa J, Vice , Young RJ, T3)","trackName":"What You Want (feat. Focus..., Rapper Big Pooh, Illa J, Vice , Young RJ, T3)","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums 2","duration":267.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Yea\nYea\nYea\nYea\n()\nUh, looky looky I'm almost 40 and killing these\nRookies\nHan Solo with charisma but I be psycho Wooky\nWe got us a situation, most you rappers will suck\nMe\nNow I'm back at it while you rappers remind me\nOf Snooky\nPerfect timin, I'm worth a diamond in sales\nAnd I ain't talkin bout zales,\nI'm talking how I retail on the beat uh\n()\nYou must have mistook me for some type of a\nNovice, that's something\nYou fucking, I'm punting these punters\nThese rappers, they blow like they playin the\nTrumpet, no mouths beavers\nOutrageous, WW F'in niggas still cagin\nSome white pages where I pin these bars\nYou really want it, you could see them stars\nMan, here we are\n()\nJust arrived and I'm alive, about to dive in this\nLike I'm writing a book and I don't know what\nThe title is\nAll I know it's on radio, I'm protecting my\nVitamins\nBout to turn off my radio, get inspired to ride\nAgain\nSlice your flow with a machete, you're like that\nChart, you looking heavy\nAnd now I'm feeling victorious, throw apart that\nConfetti\n(Hook)\nWhat you want? I'mma give it to you baby\nYou don't believe me so\nI am nothing like your regular average Joe\nI'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\nI'mma do it better than all yall did before\nYou can act like you don't know but...\nWhat you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n()\nI'm a connoisseur of the metaphor\nRap savage, not your average, rhymes incredible\nWords appear in thin air, genie like Houdini\nRevolutionary like Parker, Musolini\nV on my chest like an adventricant to immortals\nI came so I conquered, nigga in that order\n()\nMotor City cobra, I could strike in any moment\nPear dope, beats mixed with bacon soda\nMy pen iller than iceberg slims\nI drop gems, hit the hole and I'm going like\nBilly Simms\nShock like a live wire\nHear the hum? Anthrax over the drums, come\nGet you some\n()\nJoe!\nContaminating, infecting them like these\nOrganisms\nContaining impure, these flowing over dusty\nRhythms\nDisgraced, scandal, I'm unclean\nMe and this new regime, we sit with Ello Heem\nGod made dirt, I gotta face first, I'm guilty\nBig pen wouldn't play on this turf, feel me?\n(Hook)\nI am nothing like your regular average Joe\nI'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\nI'mma do it better than all yall did before\nYou can act like you don't know but...\nWhat you want? 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it\n start_ms: 196040\n end_ms: 197710\n- text: Now while you contemplate to me and in most eyes\n start_ms: 197710\n end_ms: 199550\n- text: Having conversations love\n start_ms: 199550\n end_ms: 201180\n- text: ()\n start_ms: 201180\n end_ms: 201930\n- text: The next thing I wish you couldn't go to is power of\n start_ms: 201930\n end_ms: 204460\n- text: Thought\n start_ms: 204460\n end_ms: 205550\n- text: Is you think positive things your will be full of\n start_ms: 205550\n end_ms: 207590\n- text: Positivity\n start_ms: 207590\n end_ms: 210620\n- text: If you think negative things your world will be full\n start_ms: 210620\n end_ms: 211660\n- text: Of negativity\n start_ms: 211660\n end_ms: 213570\n- text: It sounds simple and you try to apply these things\n start_ms: 213570\n end_ms: 215850\n- text: And always stay conscious of these things\n start_ms: 215850\n end_ms: 218660\n- text: It's not...\n start_ms: 218660\n end_ms: 220300\n- text: Those some basic laws of metaphysics\n 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single moment in my meditation\n While I'm walking every single step is an elevation\n While I'm talking every single breath since we\n Levitatin\n I couldn't do it before because I didn't have the\n Patience\n But the higher self inside of me was waiting there\n Patiently\n For me to open my heart so my love wouldn't be\n Wasted\n The true essence is so close you could taste it\n That's the bear naked truth and most people can't\n Take it\n ()\n Can I just get my time?\n My mind respects ya\n My passion was deep down on my affection\n Throw something bonus,\n I'm destined for greatness yea\n ()\n I can move mountains, mind over matter, ball\n Process\n Deeper than Atlantic, so enchanted like shinin\n Bright from the solar plexus\n 'Cause enough energy, ya's my reflection\n Love is my selection, protection\n Floatin on a higher level\n My brain drop gems and hold em like a bezel\n Meditate over the madness\n Infiltrate sadness to gladness\n Pessimist sticks left stagnant\n Only happiness in my dragning\n My concept since I was a fragment\n Somewhere up in the striders\n My spirit flies free through the galaxy matter\n ()\n Can I just get my time?\n My mind respects ya\n My passion was deep down on my affection\n Throw something bonus,\n I'm destined for greatness yea\n ()\n Wutchu doin? Wutchu doin now?\n How you feelin now? Just for tell me how it's going\n Down\n Tell me how you feelin now? 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come on\n\n Don't sell yourself to \"Fall In Love\"\n You're in \"Climax\" cuz after it's done then \"Go Ladies\"\n I mean what's up with all the \"Jealousy\"\n You knew that it was you, her and me\n You tryna \"CB4\" you better \"Raise It Up\"\n Out of my crib take a cab\n Cuz \"Conent Gardens\" is where they flatten your wig\n This for a certain chick whose name remains \"Untitled\"\n This is \"2U4U\" and by you\n\n Got sick and tired of going \"Forth And Back\"\n Arguing about paper stacks, told you to \"Hold Tight\"\n But you stayed tryna \"Get Dis Money\"\n Asked you where my dough, you said \"I Don't Know\"\n I know the sex was \"Fantastic\"\n It's the \"Thelonius\" when I'm boning chicks\n It gets the mattress\n\n Girl \"Tell Me\" if you want something you can just\n Make plump and if so then keep your \"Eyes Up\"\n Now we buckwilding \"What's That All About\"\n \"Once Upon A Time\" you was down now we falling out\n Sweetheart we the \"Players\"\n You wouldn't understand if you 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And I'll be tryin to come around my girl actin like Mr. Friendly\n And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley\n I spotted her like Spud McKenzie\n And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies\n Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get 'em a clone\n He said yeah you know you got extra hoes\n And everything you do is extra cold\n From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece\n I got family in high places like Jesus' niece\n Can I please, say my peace\n If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased\n And this one here, is a heat rocks\n Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks\n New version of Pete Rock!\n But for that Benz I get CL love\n So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub\n I'm callin.\n\n I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)\n Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)\n All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)\n Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)\n (I can't) Let you (let you)\n (I want you to myself I can't help it)\n Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby\n\n What up Pam how your little man doin in New Jersey\n Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried\n Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland\n For that good head in your Jetta better believe it\n Shanice you're my piece from Compton\n Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up\n Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail\n You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel\n You lookin good in that one showin off your body\n Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's\n Take me to after parties her name was Carrie\n And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry\n But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis?\n You so pretty hate to show off your titties for silly classes\n Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine\n I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time\n\n I'm callin (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)\n Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it)\n All my (Yeah maybe I'm selfish)\n Y'all my ladies and I can't (maybe I'm selfish)\n (I can't) Let you (let you)\n (I want you to myself I can't help it)\n Be with (Yeah) no one (Yeah) but me (Yeah) baby\n\n I'm callin (Callin) out to (Out to) all my (All my)\n Y'all my, ladies and I can't (I can't) let you (Let you)\n Be with, no one, but me, baby\n"},{"id":21634327,"name":"Hustle","trackName":"Hustle","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums 2","duration":244.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"They say the going on the earth is just to get it\nSo I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\nLord said give it all so I'mma give it\nUntil my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\nAye, so I hustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hustle\nHustle small, hustle\nHustle big, hey\nHustle small, ay\n\nSunlight til moonlight, 365\nThe daily operation while the plan is revolved\nStrive, go against the grind when you grind\n'Cause getting money don't make money\nI'm designed in the image of the most I... 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Be honest\nAre you happy and depressed?\nWould you be working hard up a choo choo stress?\nYou was going hard but now you're doing less\nYou let the voices of the wild convince you that you weren't blessed\nYou forgot who you are star\nShine how you were meant to do\nDon't worry about the past,\nJust know what you finna do\nBalls up, get your money up, buy a house for your mom\nHustle then hustle harder til they drop those bombs","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Hustle\n artist: Slum Village\n album: Dirty Slums 2\n duration_ms: 244000\n instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n\n Sunlight til moonlight, 365\n The daily operation while the plan is revolved\n Strive, go against the grind when you grind\n 'Cause getting money don't make money\n I'm designed in the image of the most I... He assigned me\n So I walk the earth with the jewels in my mind\n Take my kevels in bits and pieces\n Double that, stack it up and get the car and the crib\n Sitting lovely, so defiant\n My whole alliance on the same science\n Fuck around and try us\n Giants, gold touch, Midas\n We don't talk much, we let our history define us\n\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n\n Wake up in the morning, thank John for the blessing\n Wide my eyes, still yawning, get ready for today's lesson\n Positive thoughts, progression\n That's the mind sayin\n I got goals and dreams and hey ain't mine yet\n I'm banking in the paint in the red zone\n 3rd in gold, got my head down, coming with my shoulder\n Failure is not an option, you got one chance\n To make the best out of this and I'mma fuckin dance\n You wanna be a star? I'm beyond that\n Reaching for the galaxies afar, where the gods at?\n Put me in the room where them odds at\n Watch me maneuver through terrain like a bobcat, hustling\n A wise man once told me it's a difference between a fantasy and a dream\n It's real, no one's phony\n My fantasy is death, it can never be\n A dream can be achieved, look at me\n\n They say the going on the earth is just to get it\n So I'mma try til I die, til I'm a spirit\n Lord said give it all so I'mma give it\n Until my plans on this earth ain't sleep a minute\n Aye, so I hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hustle\n Hustle small, hustle\n Hustle big, hey\n Hustle small, ay\n\n Get that fedda a matter fact\n I never knew I had a lack\n Til I saw that preacher with that Cadillac\n I want it when I roll with my nana, ain't that a fact?\n Cookies – how they crumble, I guess I gotta just start from scratch\n No seminar to teach me how to when repeat me\n I guess the streets gotta show me what the school didn't teach me\n Hustle, getting more, getting custom\n Get your credit score up, now you can't tell em nothing\n But everything start as quick as that\n I took a dead end job and lost and figured facts\n I figure if I saw the bigger picture and pictured that\n I get to where I'm going like a manifestation that I piggyback\n Off this rap shit, I got up what I'm gone\n I'm well and established and here's how I grown\n Every day is still a hustle and even through the struggle\n We maintain, we gotta get it, now we doin double\n\n They take kindness for weakness\n So I don't hang with weaklings\n With a pin I birth mean as versus look at daddy's little inklents\n You got no idea what I'm capable of\n Just know when to be done with love\n My awareness has expanded\n Once again, one of the most higher seeds has landed\n Can I be candid? Life ain't sweet\n But on everything I'mma make sure my family eat\n They try to silence us, don't worry\n I'll speak up bitch, I'll holla\n They playin my song, getting dollars\n Are you bitches spinnin? Be honest\n Are you happy and depressed?\n Would you be working hard up a choo choo stress?\n You was going hard but now you're doing less\n You let the voices of the wild convince you that you weren't blessed\n You forgot who you are star\n Shine how you were meant to do\n Don't worry about the past,\n Just know what you finna do\n Balls up, get your money up, buy a house for your mom\n Hustle then hustle harder til they drop those bombs\n"},{"id":24368853,"name":"15 Exodus (Ft. Focus, T3, Vice And Young Rj)","trackName":"15 Exodus (Ft. 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Illa J, Young Rj, T3 And Jyotika)","trackName":"06 Greatness (Ft. Illa J, Young Rj, T3 And Jyotika)","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums 2","duration":224.9207,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"Some of the basic laws of metaphysics\nUnderstanding self, understanding your\nRelationship with the most high in the universe\nUnderstanding laws of cause and effect\nNow the average person only recognizes the effect\nUnderstand the cause, then it better\nHelps you to understand the effect\nMost of the time people get caught up in the effect without realizing\nAnd taking time to see why the situation happened the way it did\n\nLookin' at the world through my mind's eye\nPicturin' the time as it flies by\nGoin' at the speed of light, I'm leavin' out your eyesight\nI am an invisible energy field of pure light\nI can manifest anything tangible that I like\nAll I gotta do is visualize it in my life\nAnd all I see is love and it shines bright\nIt illuminates everything in my eyesight\nI'm a featherweightless, free and floatin'\nNo more segregation, no more hesitation\nLivin' every single moment in my meditation\nWhile I'm walkin', every single step is an elevation\nWhile I'm talkin', every single breath sends me levitatin'\nI couldn't do it before because I didn't have the patience\nThe higher self inside of me was waitin' there patiently\nFor me to open my heart so my love wouldn't be wasted\nThe true essence is so close you can taste it\nThat's the bare naked truth, but most people can't take it\n\nPay my dues, get my time and my respect\nMy passion was the call, now my effect\n'Cause of faithfulness, I'm destined for greatness, yeah\n\nYeah\nI can move mountains, mind over matter\nThought process deeper than Atlantis\nSo enchanted, light shine bright from the solar\nPlexus, positive energy, Jah is my reflection\nLove is my selection, protection\nFloatin' on a higher level\nMy brain drop gems and hold 'em like a bezel\nMeditate over the madness\nInfiltrate sadness to gladness\nPessimistics left stagnant\nOnly happiness in my dragnet\nMy concept since I was a fragment\nSomewhere up in the stratus\nMy spirit flies free through the galaxy, matter\n\nPay my dues, get my time and my respect\nMy passion was the call, now my effect\n'Cause of faithfulness, I'm destined for greatness, yeah\n\nWhat you doin'? What you doin' now?\nHow you feelin' now?\nJust for tell me how it's goin' down\nTell me how you feelin' now?\nWhat you doin' now?\nWon't you tell me how it's goin' down?\n\nPut yourself in my predicament\nTo hear lies from you, you know you're one with the infinite\nLies of truth baptized, it's intimate\nKnives penetrate your skin, why? 'Cause the son of man\nNo one is innocent in our defense, eyes of the tenements\nCity high rise like the yearly rent\nProtocol is that we all must fall\nThey be teachin' false beliefs like there ain't no tomorrow\nEven if we gon' decease, man, we all live on\nRead through my lines and poems through the seasons fall\nRelationships, they get built, they get ripped and torn\nAnd we all newly born just to go beyond, fuck it\nThat's why you always see me stargazin'\nTryna reach higher self with the higher heights through meditation\nTook a lot of will, a lot of patience\nA lot of skill, a lot of time is killed\nBut it's real, it's not the fakeness\nAnd you can take it how you take it\nAnd while you contemplatin', me and the\nMost high havin' conversations, love\n\nThe next thing I guess you can go to is power of thought\nIf you think positive things, your world be full of positivity\nIf you think negative things, your world be full of negativity\nIt sounds simple and you try to apply these things\nAnd always stay conscious of these things, it's not\nThose are some basic laws of metaphysics","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: 06 Greatness (Ft. 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What you doin' now?\n How you feelin' now?\n Just for tell me how it's goin' down\n Tell me how you feelin' now?\n What you doin' now?\n Won't you tell me how it's goin' down?\n\n Put yourself in my predicament\n To hear lies from you, you know you're one with the infinite\n Lies of truth baptized, it's intimate\n Knives penetrate your skin, why? 'Cause the son of man\n No one is innocent in our defense, eyes of the tenements\n City high rise like the yearly rent\n Protocol is that we all must fall\n They be teachin' false beliefs like there ain't no tomorrow\n Even if we gon' decease, man, we all live on\n Read through my lines and poems through the seasons fall\n Relationships, they get built, they get ripped and torn\n And we all newly born just to go beyond, fuck it\n That's why you always see me stargazin'\n Tryna reach higher self with the higher heights through meditation\n Took a lot of will, a lot of patience\n A lot of skill, a lot of time is killed\n But it's real, it's not the fakeness\n And you can take it how you take it\n And while you contemplatin', me and the\n Most high havin' conversations, love\n\n The next thing I guess you can go to is power of thought\n If you think positive things, your world be full of positivity\n If you think negative things, your world be full of negativity\n It sounds simple and you try to apply these things\n And always stay conscious of these things, it's not\n Those are some basic laws of metaphysics\n"},{"id":10268938,"name":"What You Want","trackName":"What You Want","artistName":"Slum Village","albumName":"Dirty Slums 2","duration":266.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":true,"plainLyrics":"Yea\nYea\nYea\nYea\n()\nUh, looky looky I'm almost 40 and killing these\nrookies\nHan Solo with charisma but I be psycho Wooky\nWe got us a situation, most you rappers will suck\nme\nNow I'm back at it while you rappers remind me\nof Snooky\nPerfect timin, I'm worth a diamond in sales\nAnd I ain't talkin bout zales,\nI'm talking how I retail on the beat uh\n()\nYou must have mistook me for some type of a\nnovice, that's something\nYou fucking, I'm punting these punters\nThese rappers, they blow like they playin the\ntrumpet, no mouths beavers\nOutrageous, WW F'in niggas still cagin\nSome white pages where I pin these bars\nYou really want it, you could see them stars\nMan, here we are\n()\nJust arrived and I'm alive, about to dive in this\nLike I'm writing a book and I don't know what\nthe title is\nAll I know it's on radio, I'm protecting my\nvitamins\nBout to turn off my radio, get inspired to ride\nagain\nSlice your flow with a machete, you're like that\nchart, you looking heavy\nAnd now I'm feeling victorious, throw apart that\nconfetti\n(Hook)\nWhat you want? I'mma give it to you baby\nYou don't believe me so\nI am nothing like your regular average Joe\nI'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\nI'mma do it better than all yall did before\nYou can act like you don't know but...\nWhat you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n()\nI'm a connoisseur of the metaphor\nRap savage, not your average, rhymes incredible\nWords appear in thin air, genie like Houdini\nRevolutionary like Parker, Musolini\nV on my chest like an adventricant to immortals\nI came so I conquered, nigga in that order\n()\nMotor City cobra, I could strike in any moment\nPear dope, beats mixed with bacon soda\nMy pen iller than iceberg slims\nI drop gems, hit the hole and I'm going like\nBilly Simms\nShock like a live wire\nHear the hum? Anthrax over the drums, come\nget you some\n()\nJoe!\nContaminating, infecting them like these\norganisms\nContaining impure, these flowing over dusty\nrhythms\nDisgraced, scandal, I'm unclean\nMe and this new regime, we sit with Ello Heem\nGod made dirt, I gotta face first, I'm guilty\nBig pen wouldn't play on this turf, feel me?\n(Hook)\nI am nothing like your regular average Joe\nI'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\nI'mma do it better than all yall did before\nYou can act like you don't know but...\nWhat you want? 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text: but\n start_ms: 217087\n- text: What you want, I'ma give it to you, baby\n start_ms: 217380\n end_ms: 266800\n words:\n - text: 'What '\n start_ms: 217380\n - text: 'you '\n start_ms: 217820\n - text: 'want, '\n start_ms: 218160\n - text: 'I''ma '\n start_ms: 218900\n - text: 'give '\n start_ms: 219480\n - text: 'it '\n start_ms: 219920\n - text: 'to '\n start_ms: 220200\n - text: 'you, '\n start_ms: 220580\n - text: baby\n start_ms: 220920\nplain: |-\n Yea\n Yea\n Yea\n Yea\n ()\n Uh, looky looky I'm almost 40 and killing these\n rookies\n Han Solo with charisma but I be psycho Wooky\n We got us a situation, most you rappers will suck\n me\n Now I'm back at it while you rappers remind me\n of Snooky\n Perfect timin, I'm worth a diamond in sales\n And I ain't talkin bout zales,\n I'm talking how I retail on the beat uh\n ()\n You must have mistook me for some type of a\n novice, that's something\n You fucking, I'm punting these punters\n These rappers, they blow like they playin the\n trumpet, no mouths beavers\n Outrageous, WW F'in niggas still cagin\n Some white pages where I pin these bars\n You really want it, you could see them stars\n Man, here we are\n ()\n Just arrived and I'm alive, about to dive in this\n Like I'm writing a book and I don't know what\n the title is\n All I know it's on radio, I'm protecting my\n vitamins\n Bout to turn off my radio, get inspired to ride\n again\n Slice your flow with a machete, you're like that\n chart, you looking heavy\n And now I'm feeling victorious, throw apart that\n confetti\n (Hook)\n What you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n You don't believe me so\n I am nothing like your regular average Joe\n I'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\n I'mma do it better than all yall did before\n You can act like you don't know but...\n What you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n ()\n I'm a connoisseur of the metaphor\n Rap savage, not your average, rhymes incredible\n Words appear in thin air, genie like Houdini\n Revolutionary like Parker, Musolini\n V on my chest like an adventricant to immortals\n I came so I conquered, nigga in that order\n ()\n Motor City cobra, I could strike in any moment\n Pear dope, beats mixed with bacon soda\n My pen iller than iceberg slims\n I drop gems, hit the hole and I'm going like\n Billy Simms\n Shock like a live wire\n Hear the hum? Anthrax over the drums, come\n get you some\n ()\n Joe!\n Contaminating, infecting them like these\n organisms\n Containing impure, these flowing over dusty\n rhythms\n Disgraced, scandal, I'm unclean\n Me and this new regime, we sit with Ello Heem\n God made dirt, I gotta face first, I'm guilty\n Big pen wouldn't play on this turf, feel me?\n (Hook)\n I am nothing like your regular average Joe\n I'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\n I'mma do it better than all yall did before\n You can act like you don't know but...\n What you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n ()\n Yea\n It's the kid with the golden hands\n Deadly fingers break motors, turn rocks to sand\n Instrumentals hit your boind sales in your throat\n Sorta like putting coke in your nose\n I'm a beast, I feast on emcees\n A nightmare, a Freddy Krueger, niggas dreams\n ()\n Yo, Remy and kush style, vision all blurred\n Still on my square like a mason, won't slurr a\n word\n Verbs move too fast for adjectives to describe\n A cipher with dragons, come testin suicide\n I'm a semi order magazine, loaded and locked\n It's easy to release 'cause my hammer stay\n cocked\n ()\n I am legend, similar to blast master\n Niggas scared of applause with a laugh after\n A fantastic, meta magic mad rapper\n Underground flow, similar to Atlantis\n Barack bastards, battle axe to backstabbers\n Spectacle's packed, you whack, you lack\n standards\n (Hook)\n I am nothing like your regular average Joe\n I'mma show you what I'm spittin this really fo\n I'mma do it better than all yall did before\n You can act like you don't know but...\n What you want? I'mma give it to you baby\n"}]