[{"id":10326907,"name":"All the Things","trackName":"All the Things","artistName":"Terrace Martin feat. Don Dolla & Uncle Chucc","albumName":"3ChordFold Pulse","duration":363.0,"instrumental":false,"hasWordSync":false,"plainLyrics":"1992\n'Deep Cover' hit the world and fell in love with Snoop\n'Doggystyle' came out, it's like I dropped a bomb\nOne of the greatest hip-hop records of all time\n\nI was young, gettin' money, livin' wild and free\nGot on and I brought the whole Pound with me\nDidn't matter who's around, I kept it way too G\nNiggaz knew it was Eastside L.B.C., see\n\nGangsta shit\nThat's what a motherfuckin' gangsta get\nThe one up above didn't like my pace\nI was movin' too fast and I caught that case\n\nI fought that case\nWonder where the West would be if I'da lost that case\nI slow mine down\nSwimmin' with the sharks and I almost drowned\n\nI done made some mistakes along the way\nTo become the G I am today\nWho'd ever thought I'd make this far?\nOut the hood to be a big star\n\nAnd I ain't goin' nowhere\nHomie I ain't never comin' down\nI'm too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\n\nI'm finally out\nAnd the critics hated on me 'cause I went to the South\nSaid I wasn't gon' shine, had me left for dead\nSwitched sides, now my old boss want me dead\n\nDropped the first of the three and you said it was weak\n'No Limit Top Dogg', the return of the beast\nSo from that point on I know what to do\nDon't worry 'bout them just do what you do\n\n'Last Meal' was the one that took me off the leash\nThat's the last time a nigga gon' eat off of me\nStack plaque after plaque, gain millions sold\nI'm the boss of this bitch and I ain't never went gold, nigga\n\nI done made some mistakes along the way\nTo become the G I am today\nWho'd ever thought I'd make this far?\nOut the hood to be a big star\n\nAnd I ain't goin' nowhere\nHomie I ain't never comin' down\nI'm too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\n\nBoss of the city, boss of the coast\nSome other niggaz tried but none of 'em come close\nThey stuck lookin' silly but nothin' like a loc\nThe Bigg Bow Wow, I kill it with one stroke\n\nThat's what it's about\nThey tryin' to tell a nigga what could come out his mouth\nMotherfucker I'm a G, but first I'm a man\nFreedom of speech, bitch is a word you can't ban\n\nSo they blamin' me, sayin' this my talk\nTo some women as hoes, like it's my fault\nDamn they lost, man, they just don't know\nThat a bitch is a bitch, and a hoe is a hoe\n\nLet them heaters cock and let them leaders talk\nI'm gon' be smokin' dank, livin' like a boss\nLet them heaters cock and let them leaders talk\nI'ma be smokin' my dank, livin' like a boss, nigga\n\nI done made some mistakes along the way\nTo become the G I am today\nWho'd ever thought I'd make this far?\nOut the hood to be a big star\n\nAnd I ain't goin' nowhere\nHomie I ain't never comin' down\nI'm too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\n\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\n\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\n\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that\nToo high, too high in the clouds\nTo ever have to worry 'bout that","syncedLyrics":null,"lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n  title: All the Things\n  artist: Terrace Martin feat. Don Dolla & Uncle Chucc\n  album: 3ChordFold Pulse\n  duration_ms: 363000\n  instrumental: false\nlines: []\nplain: |-\n  1992\n  'Deep Cover' hit the world and fell in love with Snoop\n  'Doggystyle' came out, it's like I dropped a bomb\n  One of the greatest hip-hop records of all time\n\n  I was young, gettin' money, livin' wild and free\n  Got on and I brought the whole Pound with me\n  Didn't matter who's around, I kept it way too G\n  Niggaz knew it was Eastside L.B.C., see\n\n  Gangsta shit\n  That's what a motherfuckin' gangsta get\n  The one up above didn't like my pace\n  I was movin' too fast and I caught that case\n\n  I fought that case\n  Wonder where the West would be if I'da lost that case\n  I slow mine down\n  Swimmin' with the sharks and I almost drowned\n\n  I done made some mistakes along the way\n  To become the G I am today\n  Who'd ever thought I'd make this far?\n  Out the hood to be a big star\n\n  And I ain't goin' nowhere\n  Homie I ain't never comin' down\n  I'm too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n\n  I'm finally out\n  And the critics hated on me 'cause I went to the South\n  Said I wasn't gon' shine, had me left for dead\n  Switched sides, now my old boss want me dead\n\n  Dropped the first of the three and you said it was weak\n  'No Limit Top Dogg', the return of the beast\n  So from that point on I know what to do\n  Don't worry 'bout them just do what you do\n\n  'Last Meal' was the one that took me off the leash\n  That's the last time a nigga gon' eat off of me\n  Stack plaque after plaque, gain millions sold\n  I'm the boss of this bitch and I ain't never went gold, nigga\n\n  I done made some mistakes along the way\n  To become the G I am today\n  Who'd ever thought I'd make this far?\n  Out the hood to be a big star\n\n  And I ain't goin' nowhere\n  Homie I ain't never comin' down\n  I'm too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n\n  Boss of the city, boss of the coast\n  Some other niggaz tried but none of 'em come close\n  They stuck lookin' silly but nothin' like a loc\n  The Bigg Bow Wow, I kill it with one stroke\n\n  That's what it's about\n  They tryin' to tell a nigga what could come out his mouth\n  Motherfucker I'm a G, but first I'm a man\n  Freedom of speech, bitch is a word you can't ban\n\n  So they blamin' me, sayin' this my talk\n  To some women as hoes, like it's my fault\n  Damn they lost, man, they just don't know\n  That a bitch is a bitch, and a hoe is a hoe\n\n  Let them heaters cock and let them leaders talk\n  I'm gon' be smokin' dank, livin' like a boss\n  Let them heaters cock and let them leaders talk\n  I'ma be smokin' my dank, livin' like a boss, nigga\n\n  I done made some mistakes along the way\n  To become the G I am today\n  Who'd ever thought I'd make this far?\n  Out the hood to be a big star\n\n  And I ain't goin' nowhere\n  Homie I ain't never comin' down\n  I'm too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n  Too high, too high in the clouds\n  To ever have to worry 'bout that\n"}]